Izuku and Fuyumi, now armed with the information provided by the boy, prepared themselves for the grim task ahead.
The boy led them through the backstreets of Kyoto, his small hand clutched tightly in Fuyumi's as they moved cautiously toward the location he described.
The closer they got, the more Izuku could feel the malevolent aura surrounding the area. It was a hidden facility, masked behind an unassuming exterior local shop which had hardly any visitors that gave no hint of the horrors within.
Izuku's senses were on high alert, his mind already running through the plan, scanning the area, looking for all possible exits, and escape routes.
Since Izuku needed to rescue people, he left the biggest escape route open, blocking or destroying all the rest of escape channels, so that even if anyone would want to escape there's only one escape.
That way no one will be able to run away after committing such heinous crimes.
As they reached the facility, a nondescript building with a shop both looked abandoned and devoid of people from the outside, Izuku knelt down to speak with Fuyumi.
"Remember, your priority is to get those people out. I'll take care of everything else."
Fuyumi nodded, though her heart was pounding in her chest. She knew Izuku was right, but the thought of what he might face alone filled her with dread.
Still, she understood her role and what was at stake. She squeezed the boy's hand reassuringly before turning back to Izuku. "I'll get them out, all of them."
Izuku smiled softly, placing a hand on her cheek. "I know you will. Be safe, Fuyumi." He then turned to the boy, who looked both frightened and hopeful. "You stay with Fuyumi and help her, okay?"
The boy nodded vigorously, his eyes filled with determination. "I will."
With that, Izuku led the way, his movements silent and calculated as they approached the building.
The front entrance was out of the question; instead, they circled around to a side entrance, which the boy had pointed out earlier, from where he had escaped last time.
Izuku's hand hovered over the door handle, and instantly he phased through the door, opening it from the inside to avoid any unnecessary noises.
The interior was dimly lit, the air heavy with the scent of chemicals and something far more sinister. The hallway ahead was lined with doors, and the faint sound of machinery hummed in the distance.
Izuku's eyes narrowed as he motioned for Fuyumi and the boy to stay close but hidden.
"Go now," Izuku whispered, his voice barely audible as he nodded toward the corridor ahead. "I'll take care of security."
As Fuyumi and the boy moved forward, Izuku activated his quirk, his body crackling with energy as he readied himself for what was to come.
He instantly used lag, teleportation and phasing in unison. The first guard he encountered didn't even have time to react—Izuku's hands held his neck and snapped it.
In the next second, the man's body slumped to the ground, effectively killing him as his motionless body hit the floor.
Izuku's movements were swift and brutal, each step taking him deeper into the facility.
The guards who attempted to stop him were met with unrelenting force. He spared no one, his blows precise and deadly.
Blood splattered against the walls as he tore through the security, his mind focused solely on one thing, punishing those that are behind such an inhumane thing.
Meanwhile, Fuyumi and the boy moved through the corridors, searching for the captives. Izuku had already cleared the guards so they weren't a problem.
The boy led her to a large room, its door secured with a heavy lock. Fuyumi quickly used her quirk, ice forming around the lock before she shattered it with a swift kick. The door swung open, revealing a horrifying scene.
The room was filled with people—adults and children alike, all of them looking pale and weak. Some were strapped to machines, their bodies marked with scars and bruises from the experiments they had endured.
Fuyumi's heart broke at the sight, but she steeled herself. There was no time to waste.
"Everyone, listen to me!" Fuyumi called out, her voice firm but gentle. "We're here to get you out. Please, if you can walk, help those who can't. We need to move quickly."
The captives looked at her with a mixture of fear and hope, but when they saw the determination in her eyes, they began to move.
Fuyumi freed them from their confines, those who could still walk helped the others, and Fuyumi led them toward the exit, all while keeping an eye on their surroundings.
Back in the depths of the facility, Izuku continued his assault. The scientists and thugs who crossed his path met a gruesome end, their bodies left in broken heaps as he carved a path through the complex.
Blood dripped from his fists, of course it wasn't his blood but of those scientists who's chests now had a huge hole, and his eyes burned with fury seeing all the grotesque looking things that once were people, Izuku simply ended their misery as they were beyond help.
Even Eri can't fix them, as they are barely alive, and even if they were healed the PTSD from that would kill them if they don't go crazy first.
So it's better to end their misery. As he reached the heart of the facility—a room filled with the machinery that had caused so much suffering.
As Izuku entered the heart of the facility, Yoroi Musha stood at the center, his eyes widening in shock. "You… what are you doing here?"
Izuku's gaze hardened. "Ending this," he growled, his voice low and filled with venom.
Before Yoroi could respond, Izuku lunged forward. But Yoroi wasn't a pushover. With a swift motion, Yoroi activated his quirk, Armament, which allowed him to summon an array of armor pieces that attached to his body, each piece enhancing his strength and durability.
Izuku's fist collided with Yoroi's armored face, but instead of crumpling, Yoroi stood firm, the impact causing a shockwave that cracked the floor beneath them.
Yoroi countered by slamming his armored fist into Izuku's midsection, sending him skidding backward.
Izuku quickly recovered, his eyes narrowing as he analyzed Yoroi's quirk. 'So that's his game… he's turned himself into a walking fortress. But fortresses can be breached.'
Yoroi didn't give Izuku time to strategize, launching himself forward with surprising speed. His armored fists swung at Izuku like sledgehammers, each blow powerful enough to level a building.
Izuku dodged and weaved, but Yoroi's relentless assault made it clear that he wasn't just a slow-moving tank.
Izuku decided to change tactics. Channelling his quirk he made his whole body intangible, while only his right hand stayed tangible, he increased his speed, zipping around Yoroi faster than the eye could follow.
He landed a flurry of punches on the armour, each blow focusing on a specific point to find a weak spot.
The armour dented under the pressure, but it held firm, once Izuku found the weak point, he kept hitting the same point till a crack appeared on it, as soon the armour unable to handle any more blows crumbled under the attack.
Yoroi roared in frustration, slamming his fists into the ground as all his punches were passing through Izuku's body while his hits landed, breaking his quirk armour.
With the gauntlet of iron armour intact in his hand he slammed his fists with all his might, creating a shockwave that disrupted Izuku's momentum.
As Izuku staggered, Yoroi seized the opportunity, launching a barrage of armored spikes from his gauntlets. Izuku dodged most of them, but a few grazed his side, drawing blood.
Laughing at the sight of blood from Izuku's face Yoroi said, "Hahhaha, you are going to also die just like them, no one will find out about you,"
Izuku swiped his finger through the blood as he held it in his finger, looked at Yoroi as he said, "All this for a drop of blood, kidding, this isn't blood, but tomato ketchup.
You see we were having burgers for lunch, and this is just one of the ketchup packets I didn't open, but I must say the burger was really tasty." Said Izuku licking the fingers that had tomato ketchup.
Realizing that his current strategy wasn't working Yoroi tried to attack him again, this time head first, like a raging bull.
Izuku simply held his fist, using the lagging to slow the environment around him. After catching his fist, Izuku simply snapped his fist, breaking the bones in his hands. Following which he gave a strong punch directly to Yoroi's chest.
The force of the blow shattered the armour, sending Yoroi crashing into the wall behind him, leaving a crater in the reinforced concrete.
Yoroi struggled to get up, his armour breaking in pieces and his body battered. Before he could react, Izuku was on him again, grabbing him by the collar and lifting him off the ground.
"You're going to pay for what you've done," Izuku snarled, slamming Yoroi back down, the impact shaking the entire facility.
Yoroi groaned in pain, blood trickling from his mouth as he looked up at Izuku with a mixture of fear and defiance. "You… you don't understand… you're too late…" he wheezed.
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