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The workshop, a place where prisoners tried to use their creativity while operating with dangerous tools, perfect to create chaos anytime. Despite the large selection of hammers, saws, wood, and metal, Quinn wasn't interested in none of that. He could think on something more creative to shake the room and alerting the guards.

Before the big guy could get into motion, he started to write a note, he knew that after the point of no return there would be no chance to talk with Neo until they were done escaping from the prison. Everyone was minding their own business while the guards were giving an eye on each one of the prisoners. Inky's hands were shaking and sweaty, he wasn't sure if this could be the end for him if he screws ups something on the plan.

Neo was just cutting some wood while looking at Quinn; she couldn't tell why he was writing instead of starting with the plan. The only thing she could assume was that he was waiting for the perfect opportunity to start the show. The big guy was done writing and walked towards her, but he didn't stop or else. He left the not in front of her as he passed through without looking at her. Neo saved the not without letting anyone looking.

"Hey guard, I'm missing a screwdriver for that table," Quinn spoke to the guard behind some bars.

"Are you serious? Ask someone else to give you one and don't bother me again." It seems he didn't want to help the big guys for the favor.

"They said they couldn't find them for some reason."

"What? Let me see it…" The guard opened the gate while other was aiming at Quinn as he was raising his hands and stepping back. The guard walked across the room to the tool boxes, he found the screwdrivers. "There they are how you couldn't see them? Are retard or something?"

"Sorry…" Quinn grabbed one as he called the guard again. "Are you sure those things work?"

"What the hell you think are those, give me that!" The guard angrily took the screwdriver from Quinn's hand to the little demonstration. He disarmed a chair to prove if that was in good condition. "There you go, happy now dumbass?"

"Almost, let me do it myself to make sure." Quinn grabbed it he was putting the pieces on the table. As the guard was feeling desperate by him, he yawned while closing his eyes. Quinn quickly stabbed the guard's hand on the table as he was distracted. "Yeah, it definitely works." The big guy said with a mocking smile as he heard the guard screaming in pain.

Everyone looked in horror as more guards came to the workshop and aimed with the paralyzing rifles. They shot one dart on Quinn's shoulder but didn't go down. Another shot again on the same arm, but he wasn't affected by it.

"You should do something better than that," Quinn said as he kept taunting them. They shot one more time by in the chest, he fell to the floor.

"You two take him to back to his cell for therapy, and someone else should take this guy to the nursery." A guard ordered everyone around whiles the prisoners decided to focus on their activity to not cause more trouble. Neo smiled as she saw Quinn taking him away, just as planned. She was tempting to open the note, but it was better to do it when they get back to her cell.

"Do you think he will be alright?" Inky asked as he was still afraid of what Quinn did to the guard.

(It is fine; you just keep waiting for the moment.) Neo tapped on the table, the other guy nodded and went back to his position. There was something odd about Quinn as she started to notice it, how he could resist the effect of the paralysis every time he got shot by it? The same thing could be asked about the therapy. Nonetheless, it was important for him to do his part of the plan. 'Is this guy even human?' She was thinking while acting, as usual, waiting for the moment to arise.

"Three days in a row, Mr. Heartstone. Do you know what it means? I'm already reaching my limit on tolerating your actions." Zinc was certainly unpleased while talking to an already tied Quinn on the table.

"Well excuse me that some of your 'activities' in this place are becoming rather boring. When you are running a nuthouse instead of a normal prison like floors below us, it is obvious that I would try to shake things around here."

"Do you think you can do whatever you please? I'm a really busy man and I don't like to deal with you every damn time with a brute like you."

"What's the matter Doc? No psychological games for me? Aww, I guess you are losing too much of your touch right now."

"Silence you fool, I guess you are one hard nut to crack. Then I will break you both physically and mentally with this." Zinc started the machine and charging it at level 9 from the beginning. The electrocution proved to be painful for the big guy, as he tried to endure the pain for much time. It was a horror movie scene as there were sparks jumping around with the machine and the prisoner trying to not lose his mind on the process. The lights around the prisons were acting funny as those were turning off.

"Are you having enough, Mr. Heartstone?" The doctor asked the prisoner while still being electrocuted.

"As if!" Quinn spat on the doctor's face again, smiling from ear to ear. "I can go for a longer time and show you this stupid piece of junk can't break my mind. Try to do your best, palooka."

"Grrrr…if you are so eager to die, then I will conceal your death wish." The warden adjusted all everything from the machine in order to make the prisoner suffer even more. The indicators were moving from left to right while the level of electricity was escalating per second. The prison was losing its energy and the engineers were trying to maintain the generator and keep it running. It was overcharging that it was hard for them to keep track of it.

Despite not reaching the required time as Neo asked for, the plan was still running. The moment the dials on the machine want to danger, the machine along with the generator exploded.

It was lights out.

Meanwhile on the workshop, as the whole prison was out of energy before the backup generators could start acting up, Neo took the opportunity to throw a hammer to a guard, attracting some attention towards her. He opened the cage and went inside to beat Neo.

The moment he swung his stick to her, she shattered like glass, causing so much confusion to him as she disappeared. He turned his head behind him and saw Neo already standing there, hitting him with the same hammer. He fell to the floor while she grabbed the keys to free herself on the rest of the prisoner from the collars.

More guards were coming to stop her, but some prisoners including Inky caught them by surprise as she fought back by dodging the attacks and taking a defensive stance. She couldn't use her Semblance again until the cool-down was done, but it wasn't a problem for her since the guards were already falling one by one.

After the last one was defeated, the rest of the prisoners took the weapons and left the unconscious bodies inside the workshop, locked. "Alright freedom, at last, come on everybody let's start a fire on this place!" Inky ordered everyone and blindly followed him around the prison. Neo went in a different direction as the havoc was unleashed inside the prison.

Neo ran around the halfway while dodging the guards, she kicked some out of her way while others got hurt among themselves as they fell for her tricks. Her first stop was the vault where it was everyone's belongings.

She attacked a guard from behind while stomping him as he was on the floor. She used the keys to open the room and retrieve her stuff and Quinn's. She couldn't find anything from Inky, but it didn't matter since Quinn got heavy stuff. She took her classy clothes and umbrella while putting the rest inside a bag.

One thing was sure for her, Quinn would need a hand since he was still inside the therapy room.

"What is going on inside this place…!? Somebody fix that thing immediately!" Zinc sent the order to the staff with his Scroll while Quinn was stuck on the table. The warden refused to leave the room as it was dangerous at the moment. "Why everyone is being so incompetent right now?"

"Because everyone is under your command, that's why," Quinn commented, looking how angry the doctor was.

"And what you could know about commanding people? You don't care about orders."

"That's right, I don't except for only the ones that earned my respect." He was really confident, as much to Zinc's disdain. The doctor started checked on the door if there was someone to help him. There was a guard standing outside of the room. "Finally, some help." The doctor opened it and let the guard in. "Look I need you to barricade this door while I try to contact for some help."

As the doctor went to one side of the room and tried to use his Scroll while the guard obeyed and moved some tables in front of the door. Quinn still attached to the table with not much to do. There was something odd about the guard that he couldn't get it why the only thing he could feel was a pretty annoyance to it.

"Good, they should come here at any minute." Zinc was done talking as he started to go to the door. While it was well barricaded, he noticed that the guard was shorter in height than the others as he knew his own staff. "I don't recognize you, who are you?" As the guard's head turned around to see the doctor, only evading a slash in the niche of time.

The guard was getting closer with a dagger in the right hand; Zinc was walking away out of fear as he knew the guard was a faker. Got closer for each second, he couldn't know what person was impersonating one of them.

The fear surrounded him as for how close was getting at until stopped next to the table where Quinn was. With the same dagger, the guard cut the belts that were holding the big guy. "Thanks but who the hell are you?" Quinn asked as the guard pulled out a Scroll on the other hand.

*Click*

As the clothing was changing, the façade was over as the uniform becoming a more sophisticated outfit. "Ah, Miss Neopolitan...what an unexpected surprise to see you here." Zinc got his back against the wall with two prisoners on the same room.

"What's the matter? You look pale than usual, doc." Quinn started to hold Zinc from the collar. "I want to ask you something, do you remember me?"

"What?" He asked as the big guy punched him in the face.

"I said, do you remember me?" His face was getting closer to him with burning eyes. "Three years ago, you were nothing but a loser that tried to force other people's mind to act as your little obedient war dogs."

Neo got her eyes pretty wide open, as she couldn't understand what Quinn was rambling about.

"I guess the therapy atrophied your mind, Mr. Heartstone."

"You wish, but that's what they made us while doing right behind of Ironwood's back."

"Can we talk this in a more civilized way?" Zinc started to sweat and his voice was getting quieter as the feeling of dread was invading his body.

"Can't-do…" Quinn lifted the doctor to the table while he ordered Neo to strap him around. "Do you have any idea how it was a pain in the ass to get here? Getting myself arrested to get near you? And now I'm against the clock right now, so I'm in a rush with all my plans." He put the headwear from the machine to Zinc's head.

"What are you going to d-do? You can't run this thing without power!"

"I can't…?" Quinn walked towards a bag which Neo was carrying it when she got to the room. He was searching on the bag as he was looking for something. He found it while whistling a tune.

"What is that?"

"Can't you tell?" The big guy was holding a jar full of yellow-colored Dust. "You think all those machines are the marvels of Remnant? Nothing beats the power of nature with this stuff." He spread some of the Dust on his fingers. "And just like that, the Silverium on the collars have the same kind of natural properties. No wonder why this thing looked so familiar to me." He grabbed the key from Neo's hand to detach the collar from his neck.

"I have no idea what are talking about." The helpless doctor was trying to free himself.

"Don't play dumb with me; I know you still didn't forget everything about me and them. But you never expected that I would come back and get you for what you and those pricks did to me." Quinn started to adjust the Zinc's straps a bit tighter. "But I suppose you are not the one able to give me answers anyways."

"Then just let me go if I'm that useless for you…"

"HOWEVER…" Quinn interrupted while raising his index finger. "You are a great pain in the ass for me and this chick on the room." He nodded at Neo, as she held Zinc's head to stay still on the table.

"I beg you, can't we arrange this?"

"Nope, that opportunity already passed on the moment I met you."

"Fine, you won't be able to escape from here anyways. A bunch of Atlesian soldiers is coming to this prison to control the riot." Zinc tried to sound tough, the other two weren't amused.

"Yeah, we already figured that out." He started to make some friction on his hands, showing some spark due to the electricity coming from the Dust. "All this pain that I suffered on the last three days, it's been stored for so long that I can no longer feel anything on the body."

"Please…Please, I beg you."

"*Sigh* Are you done crying? We only have some spare time to play with you." Quinn was getting two fingers closer to Zinc's forehead while the Dust was still active. "I hope you like my own version of the therapy, 'Heartstone's Deluxe Edition' which is costumed-made for you." In a matter of seconds, Quinn's two fingers touched Zinc's forehead, causing him to get in shock and feeling convoluted. The warden lost his conscious too quickly.

Neo was confused about what just happened, she pulled Quinn's clothes to ask of what was all that about.

"Relax, this guy ain't dead." The big guy replied, but Neo was wondering why he didn't want to kill him. "Letting him dying would only be more troublesome. I'm sure the good old Ironwood would like to talk with this sucker. Now did you bring my stuff?" Neo nodded while dragging the bag towards him.

When he opened the bag, his eyes were full of sparkles, like a kid getting his favorite toy. "Oh baby, I missed you." He started to kiss his weapon, a huge war club. As he kept looking on the bag, his expression turned in to a groan. "What? That's all? Where the hell are all my explosives and my ammo? You have to be kidding me!" Quinn started quickly at Neo with annoyance, she shrugged. "Whatever, I bet those guys took all of them away anyway." He started to change to his normal clothes as those were in the bag as well. He was wearing an old ruined jacket with metal plates on the shoulders and a Kevlar vest underneath it.

Neo gave hand signals while telling about the rest of the plan.

"Did you read the note I left to you?"

Neo replied affirmatively.

"Good, because this is going to be a lot harder than expected." He said while looking outside, a lot of Atlesian soldiers were coming through the hallway while aiming to the door. "Well, I guess we can't go that way." He started to combine some purple and red dust in one jar. He started to shake them until it was glowing.

"Stay back," Quinn warned Neo as they were standing away from a wall. He threw the jar to it and all the walls and the floor started to warped with fire around, causing a big hole in the floor. "Let's move on." The prisoners jumped and escaped from the room.

"General, the prisoners escaped but Zinc is still inside the room. What should we do?" A soldier communicated with a Scroll while standing in the hallway.

"Proceed with the plan, get Zinc and bring him to me. Who were the prisoners?" Ironwood asked while he still flying to the prison after hearing about the riot.

"It was Heartstone and Neopolitan, sir." The General fell in silence after the soldier's answers. "Sir…?"

"Just bring Zinc and return to the base, I'll be on the prison instead."

"But sir, this place is way too dangerous for you. We can capture Heartstone for you." The soldier replied in worrisome.

"No need for that, he is way out of your league, I will take care of him for myself. That's an order." Ironwood sounded pretty serious that no one wanted to question him.

"Understood, General." He stopped with the communications as they proceed to open the door and get inside. They started to free Zinc and carry him in a wheelchair. They fought on their way back to the hangar.

"Out of my way you weaklings!" Quinn was tackling through guards and other prisoners while Neo was evading them. The big guy was hitting everyone around with his weapon while sending everyone on the room flying. He was like a train going at full power, really unstoppable as some of the few the people trying to fight back couldn't do any damage to him as he was made of iron.

Neo used some of her illusions to avoid and counter-attack. She was behind Quinn by a couple of meters while running around the prison. She used the umbrella with the hiding blade to make quick stabs and cuts with efficiency. It was impossible for anyone to even be capable to get near her.

They were getting closer to the exit, but some of the guards closed the door from the security room. Neo rushed towards there while Quinn kept defending himself from the mob. It was a total chaos as they fought for their freedom.

Neo entered the security room as a guard was shooting at her, but she blocked the bullets with her umbrella while getting closer to him. She kicked the guard's hand to disarm him and stab on the shoulders and chest, killing him instantly without much of a chance to fight. She used the control panel to open the gate and freeing more prisoners to keep everyone busy.

"Hmph, what bunch of pests…" No matter who many people tried to surround Quinn, he kept hitting every single guard on the room. He swung his weapon that broke some bones and causing collateral damage. Despite his slow movement, his attacks were strong enough to defeat guards with one hit. He was done to fight them, making free to continue with his escape, but our course nothing was that simple for him.

"You!" Quinn heard someone yelling at him, as he focused his sight behind him.

"Oh for the love of… do you ever give up!?" It was Bones with bandages on his broken arm and bruises all over his face.

"I got enough of you; I had to make it from the nursery through here to get my rematch with you." Bones was blocking the exit while holding a baton.

"*Sigh* Look I don't have time for this crap, I suggest you go away before I break your other arm." Quinn was holding his weapon in a defensive stance.

"No way, now that I finally have the chance with no one to interfere between us, I won't stop until I crush every single bone of your body and…"

*SLASH*

As Bones stopped talking, blood came out of his mouth. He couldn't understand what was happening to him. It was too late until he noticed a there was someone behind him. He slowly turned around while revealing a huge cut from his back. When he finally saw someone behind him, he got stabbed in the stomach multiple times. He fell to the ground while showing the murderer to Quinn.

"I fricking knew it…"

"Hello, neighbor." Inky was standing on the exit with a scalpel on his hand, covered in blood. He tried to clean it with his sleeves while smiling. "I guess we never were friends after all."

"Why I would be a friend of a two-faced liar like you? I met so many hypocrites and liars in Atlas that it is almost my second nature to detect people like you."

"I guess I never was able to fool you because I was so eager to see how stronger you would be against something sharp on your neck." Inky was walking around Quinn, trying to intimidate him like a predator.

"Sorry to disappoint you but you should be a better actor if you want to try the friendly approach."

"You know? A long time ago when I got here, I was getting rather boring since the good doctor tried to suppress the real me. Just like a sheep you told me yesterday, the only difference it wasn't fear or ignorance for me. Zinc just tried to tame a hungry beast."

"Are you trying to excuse yourself? Because it really annoys me that a person like you tries to blame others for not showing his true face."

"We live in a world of liars, neighbor. It is a matter of saying lies for our own enjoyment."

"I would rather be an honest and disliked jerk than a friendly and manipulative liar." Quinn lowered his weapon, as not caring to fight the psychotic prisoner.

"Very well, let me show you who truly I am." Inky started to such towards Quinn, with the scalpel aiming to him. On the moment he stabbed Quinn, he shattered like a mirror. "What the...?" He turned around to see Quinn still good while standing on the exit.

"Yeah maybe lying isn't always that bad, but the intentions are what always mattered for me." The big guy looked pretty confident of himself as he doesn't even bother to fight back.

"Grrrr….would you shut up and die!?" Inky tried to attack again, but the moment he got near him, Neo appeared as the image of Quinn shattered again like glass.

She blocked Inky's attack with the hidden dagger from her umbrella while Quinn was still standing but further in the exit.

"Yeah there's another thing, she knew about you too. I wrote a note about you and the fact that she didn't include you on the escape plan it pretty much said a lot about our trust to you. So right now I have a more important thing to do, she will make sure you are not going to mess with us ever."

The big guy kept moving on while Neo and Inky were looking at each other with killer's eyes.

Prisoner 677 and a Two-Face Murderer:

Inky

They moved away while looking for each other's movement. It felt cold on the air, silent Neo and Inky were the only prisoners alive on the area. How many lives did those weapons go through countless bodies? They were nothing but cold killers seeing each other as prey.

"Surviving at all cost, only one is allowed to leave here alive."

Inky ran towards Neo as he tried to swing and stab her, but she used her umbrella to parry the attacks from different angles. His fighting style was roguish and unrefined; it was easy for Neo to predict his movements and being patient.

"Stay still and let me kill you!" The prisoner started to get annoyed as he couldn't be able to cut her or something as she was repelling everything he got.

As her opponent was getting tired, she started with the offensive approach by striking him with the umbrella while kicking him on the back. Doing cartwheels, backflips, and fencing was the way she was fighting against an easy opponent.

"Grrrraaaaah! Just! Die!" Out of fury, Inky ran towards her as she slowly showed the dagger while getting into position without moving. 'Bad skills plus temper is equal to…'

*SLASH*

Inky stopped moving as she put the dagger back to the umbrella. The sound of steel sliding back to the holster felt like a symphony for her on each second she was walking away from him without much trouble. Inky fell to the floor while a pool of blood was expanding around him. Only one left the room alive. '…death.'

Inky: Died Alone and Forgotten.

"Everyone, this way!" One of the soldiers yelled to the squad for a distance, Neo hides behind a wall while looking at looking at them. They were escorting Zinc to another direction away from the hangar.

It was odd for Neo since they looked like they were trying to get out of the prison. She decided to follow them to where exactly we're going to. She quietly walked by taking cover and not letting any of the see her. As they were going downstairs, she started to hear loud noises coming from there. She started smiling after finally seeing what that place was.

"Knock-knock!" Quinn was hitting the door with his weapon as he was getting closer to the hangar. "Damn door, why it has to be jammed on the worst times?" He kept trying to open up, but it was way too strong for his weapon alone, he lamented of not having ammo, explosives or even enough Dust to destroy it.

He was looking around if there was someone else, but he was all alone. "I guess I have to improvise again." He closed his eyes and started to raise his fist until it was directly to his face. "I will hate myself in the morning for this."

He started to punch himself in the face multiple times. He tried to not going for the eyes, nose or mouth, just the jaws, and abdomen. Despite going through pain, his movement was getting slower for each hit he was causing to himself. From one punch after another, he finally stopped as he no longer was able to move his arm with enough speed to make a normal punch.

"Ugh, I think I got enough juice for this." His Aura emitted a red-orange glow that covered his whole body. He extended his arms while touching the door with both palms. His entire Aura was transferring through there as he started to feel his body getting increasingly heavier until the point he was finally done. With a gentle push on the door, it went flying as if something exploded. He was feeling lighter as he depleted all that energy to make his way to the destination.

At last, after so much trouble he finally reached the hangar. He started to feel the exterior's cold weather. It was windy due to the floating island's height and Atlas' never-ending winter just gave the chills to Quinn. The storm was gradually stopping while revealing a figure at the center of the landing spot.

"You really made it, Heartstone." General was standing there all by himself while the Atlesian Dropship was behind him.

"You arrived late than expected, Tinman. I was hoping to steal one of those to get out of this place." Quinn replied while firmly standing away from him.

"So that was part of your plan, huh? Were you expecting me to get here and steal my transport?"

"Precisely, although it was a bit rushed since my original plan was staying here a little longer until you could finally understand what secrets that were holding here for you and my team."

"I guess you are a lot smarter than what appears."

"And you are the most reasonable person than anyone in this goddamn kingdom."

"Don't forget this is your home too, Quinn."

"It was my home from the moment you stopped believing in Jack, General." Quinn drew his weapon as it was touching the ground. "Step aside; you know we don't have to go through this."

"You know I can't allow it." Ironwood drew his gun with his right hand, aiming at the floor.

"Then permission to kick your shiny metal ass, General."

"Permission denied."

Quinn and Ironwood were done talking, as they were more men of action since words would be meaningless for those two. Killing machines created for the only purpose to serve Atlas. The snowstorm was coming back to their direction and they were still keeping their distance. There were only silence, calm breezes from the south that was freezing the building.

"Surrender now, Quinn."

"I rather die than being submitted by you again, General."

The started to take a stance as Quinn was ready to fight one if not THE most dangerous person in Remnant. It became a matter of pride for them, fully aware that someone is not going to home tonight. What really meant for them to fight each other? What was really important for them to follow their own rules at the expense of others? They didn't care about it; the only thing they knew was there's no escape for them.

General of Atlas Military Forces:

James Ironwood