《THE TRIALS: Path Toward Godhood. (WARNING : MATURE CONTENT)》CH 2 : I AM... HERE!!!!!!! AHAHAH
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An explosion rocketed the chambers. As the researchers were shaken, The boy, who until now seemed lifeless suddenly opened his eyes wide. He was strapped to the operation chair, but he snapped them without an effort. Since he never particularly reacted, they never put particularly powerful bidding.
"Guy, we should take 3771 and get out of here. Ughh"
Just as one of them stopped paying attention to the explosion and turned back to secure him he was suddenly slashed on the throat by a scalpel. This scalpel was different from the one used by the researchers, this one was entirely made out of the blood. The researcher only had enough time to grunt before he died.
"You... Ughh" The second one, turning after hearing the sound made suffered the same destiny.
"Help..."
"Please spare me.."
"I didn't want to do it... "
"Don't kill me..."
What followed was a true massacre. Scream and tear and begging flowed around. But the boy didn't care, he couldn't care. Years of torture made him unable to feel things such as compassion so easily. He may have been young, but pain and maturity born from it didn't care about your age. He remembered having begged and crying more than this in the past.
The boy didn't know how to fight. But he didn't need to either. It was true that 80% of the population may have a quirk, but for most of them, it was just some physical deformation or very weak power. Only a small portion of the population had a quirk that was truly fit for fighting. Those scientists were in the category of no having any meaningful quirk. As such, the difference between them and the boy in power was so large that no fighting skills were necessary to destroy all of them.
As expected, less than one minute later, the room became devoid of scream. Apart from the regular shaking and explosion outside, the only thing that be could be heard was the rapid breathing of the boy. His quirk was powerful. But for a young and untrained body like him, the strain was pretty large. Even more so not longe ago he was being dissected.
He looked around him as he thought of the rest of his plan. On the floor, bits of flesh could be clearly seen. Diverse corpses were thrown around. Some had their head missing, others were dismembered, while most of them simply had wound of various lengths on their neck.
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The most common factor between all of them was the fear and disbelief etched on their faces. They would have never thought that they would die by the hands of someone they never saw as more than cattle.
After sparing them a glance, he stopped paying attention to them. The rest of his plan heavily depended on luck. In fact, this couldn't really be called a plan. It was just a dash toward the escape after massacring those bad guy. Either he succeeded or failed. As for what to do after succeeding? The boy wasn't able to think that far. He may be extremely mature for his age, but some things can only be acquired by experience.
He took a breath and activated his first quirk. They called it [RECALL]. He hated this name though and planned to change it later. This quirk allowed him to place mark, and to move anywhere those marks were placed. He had discreetly put some on different objects such as a pencil, book and other such things. They never bothered monitoring him since no matter where he put his mark, it would always be in the zone they can cover.
He took a deep breath and began to feel around him. He carefully sensed each of his marks and connected to the one closest to him. It took him a few seconds to finish the connection and once he was done, he suddenly vanished from where he was in a yellow flash.
He appeared in another room, in this room, a researcher was swinging his hip while a woman was kneeling in front of him. The boy didn't know what they were doing, he didn't care either. Those two must have not felt the vibration. After all, they were in a soundproof room. They were so concentrated on what they were doing that they didn't even feel him appear.
The man began to emit some grunts as he violently slammed in the woman.
"Open your mouth wide, I'm... I'm about to cum"
He didn't know where he going, but he wouldn't let him. A simple flip of his fingers sent a scalpel made out of the blood through the throat of the man. The woman, looking up, was about to let a scream, but she suffered the same destiny as the man.
After killing the two, and taking a look at the dick of the man, which by the way was only as long as his own, he opened the door and left the room quietly.
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Meanwhile, at the entrance of the laboratory, a team of people who seemed like cop were surroundings two men, while they looked with pity at a group of crying children. Behind them were the unconscious body of some guards and above them, a large crater could be seen. The crater was filled with cables used to send the children above. The two men in the center were especially eyes catching One of them spoke with a grave work and a dark expression on his face.
"Are you sure that it's here?"
The other simply pushed the glass on his face and answered
"There is no doubt, from the information I gathered, this laboratory is under All for One and is suspected to contain many kidnapped children"
The first one to speak was a very large man with an equally muscular and well-defined physique. He has short blond hair, swept backward, with two distinct tufts that stick up above his head, leaning slightly to each side. He wore a costume consisting of a skin-tight blue bodysuit decorated with a red symbol that somewhat resembles a "Y", designed with a white diamond at its center, with white lines connected to it that trace from his chest to his back shoulders, the lines trimmed with the aforementioned red symbol. The symbol appeared to have wings on the side that ran from the atop his torso before ending around his back, over which was a similar red and white design absent of the white diamond.
The second one, with the glasses, was a lean-but-muscular man with sharp and rather elongated features. He had shiny dark green hair worn smoothed down and parted to his left, with three yellow streaks towards the front, two on his right and one on his left. His eyebrows were also yellow, matching the rims of the triangular glasses he wore and the strikingly bright-yellow irises of his stern-looking eyes. His looks and the suit he wore gave off a sense of authority and seriousness.
Nighteye looked at his idol and partner All Might, with worry, as he answered. He could not see the usual smile on his face. It was normal. All for One was the greatest enemy of All Might. He was also the killer of his master, Nana Shimura.
For years they tried to track that evil monster, but he was too hard to catch. Now they finally managed to catch his tail. Sadly, there was nothing to be happy about. This laboratory shouldn't exist. How could they be so despicable as to kidnap young children and experiment on them? Despite everything he has seen in his career as a hero, he nearly puked when he read the record of what some of them had to go through. Even All might had a hard time keeping his smile and could only turn away in order to not further scare the children with his current expression.
"Is it all of them?"
"No, from what those children said, there is a last one. One who specifically keep aside from them most of the time."
"I see, we should go save him"
Just when All Might was about to turn, he heard some of the children began to cry, and as all children do, once one cry, the others will follow. In an instant, the zone was filled with cry and sorrow. The officer didn't know how to counsol them.
Most of the children were asking for their family. Their mother, father or even their dog. Nighteye was troubled. But just as the situation began to grow sadder, a loud laugh was suddenly heard. The children surprised, stopped crying a moment to see who laughed so hard. They saw that he was a big man with a scary face, but his smile for some reason brought them hope. He then talked
"Ahahah, do not worry children, everything will be alright"
"Why...? " acted one of the children.
At this question, the smile of the man became even more radiant.
"Why? Because I'm here!!!!! Ahahah"
His laugh was filled with Supreme confidence, his sole presence drove the darkness of depression away. The children were still scared, but the hope in their hearts outweighed the fear they feel.
Nighteye watched this heartwarming scene with a smile on his face and tear gathered on his eyes. He had to hold himself back from using his phone to snap a picture. That why he was a devout fan of All Might. All Might was without a doubt the strongest Hero alive. But the reason he was known as the symbol of peace was because of his ability to bring hope to those around him.
One of the rescuers hurriedly came beside Nighteye and told him.
"Sir Nighteye, we found the last child"
Nighteye didn't let a smile. Since the guy wore such a grim expression, it meant that it wouldn't be easy.
"What is the problem?"
"The problem is..."
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