Elsewhere: In an abandoned factory far from civilisation…
Emilia and Daisuke had just witnessed a skirmish between the two test subjects they had recently worked on and two Pro Heroes. It seemed that these minions needed a bit more field training before they could be effective, as then Pro Heroes definitely seemed to be at the advantage throughout. Of particular issue was the Hero known as Blood Knight. He was quite ruthless in his pursuit of justice. Emilia wondered how he was even deemed fit to be a hero. But then, conventional heroics were thrust out the window a long time ago. The rise of All For One had meant that being a paragon of justice was no longer about the conventional way of doing things. This had even been publicly debated ever since the Hero Killer had surfaced.
It's all theatrics at the end of the day…what a joke Emilia thought gravely.
The loss of the tests subjects was not lost on Daisuke. "Well this isn't good is it? Those two need far more training if they're to be our loyal soldiers. That Koki is particularly disappointing. And after I gave him some of my own power…" Daisuke said sardonically, crossing his arms in disappointment.
"Yes well, luckily they aren't the only ones are they" Emilia responded dryly, and beckoned over to the deep darkness behind them. Screams echoed throughout the hallways, and a dreadful metallic stench permeated the factory. From within the depths, a small mumbling voice could be heard, as well as very quiet footsteps.
"Is that you, hag" Emilia said in a bored tone, beckoning the third party over, "stop skulking around or I'll beat you." It was obvious she meant it.
A whimper was heard from the dark, and then a body emerged. Although it could hardly be called a body. The woman had extremely long grey hair, pale skin and gaunt red eyes similar to Emilia. She wore a black skin-tight bodysuit, with metal circular outlets, which had adapter ports for various cables. The suit was so tight that it could be a straightjacket. Her incredibly frail body was weak, almost as if a breeze would blow her over, and her exposed arms and legs were covered in scars and stitches. They also extended all over her body. Most importantly, she was piloting a large jet black mech, armed to the teeth with ports for cables and various tubes. She had on a black metal headset with a red glowing eye, almost cyclops-like. Her lower half was limp; she was in fact paralysed from the waist down, and there was also a strange incision on her throat. It was clear that she herself, was a test subject.
"Waltrude…come over here." Emilia beckoned to the other woman, and she obeyed silently. When she was within range Emilia struck her with the back of her hand. Waltrude let out a whimper, but otherwise remained silent. I am glad I destroyed her voice box…it was annoying enough when she yelled every time, I hit her. Ruined the experiments really. Emilia thought effortlessly.
Daisuke watched them shiftily. "I think it's pretty cruel to treat your own sister like this. Your own flesh and blood. I know I'd never do that to family. Why my son can get very close to discovering our secrets at times, but I'd never strike him. If I had to kill him, it would be peacefully. One strike….to the carotid artery. Not that it'd come to that" he made a slicing gesture along his neck nonplussed.
"I'm not gonna get lectured by a psychopath" she laughed, but continued with "but she has been churning out the test subjects fairly quickly. If it were to lower her productivity, I'd cease off course". Emilia then kicked Waltrude in the stomach with enough force to push her back a few metres. Waltrude started coughing and sputtering. Daisuke merely threw his hands up in the air. Waltrude crawled towards Daisuke and almost reached for his leg pleadingly, but he gave her a cold look which made her retract her arm. She looked at the floor.
"Any promising test subjects?" Daisuke said turning his attention to Emilia.
"One of my favourites. Daku Jari. This foreigner has lots of potential" she motioned towards the monitors surrounding her, beckoning Daisuke to view a monitor with a video feed.
Over the feed, they both observed an absolute massacre in a warehouse. Bodies everywhere, some sliced up, some burnt to a crisp. A dark-skinned man with short black hair and piercing purple eyes standing in the middle of the carnage. Emilia rewinded and showed the video from the beginning. The man in question began surrounded by four men. All four of these men were part of a mercenary assault group. They were armed with assault rifles, bulletproof suits and combat knives. The men circled the lone combatant like hawks. Two of the men suddenly lunged for the man with combat knives. One came from ahead, and the other from behind him to the right. The man purposefully blocked the frontwards stab from ahead with his open palm, and the knife stabbed his hand. He didn't even flinch.
His left hand was engulfed in a purple flame, which burned the knife to a crisp, along with the assailant's arm. The man screamed in pain, and as the other man moved in from behind with his knife, Daku used his other arm to fire purple flames at the man. This man was engulfed in flames completely, being burned to ashes within mere seconds. One other assailant fired assault rifle bullets, but Daku reacted insanely quickly and created a miasma of flame in front of him with both hands, which practically disintegrated the volley of shells. His left hand wasn't bleeding either, as his wound had been cauterised when engulfed in the purple flame. Daku ran at the third assailant, keeping the miasma in front of him to block the round of shells, and thrust his right fiery arm directly into the other man's chest. He then removed his bloody hand and with a slicing gesture with the same hand, beheaded the man. The fourth man was shaking after seeing all this. But then yelled in futility and tried to bash Daku with the side of his assault rifle. Daku grabbed the rifle and applied flame to it, and interestingly enough instead of melting, it turned around and fired a volley of shots at the man. He was wearing a bulletproof suit, but the impact from the shots threw him across the room and he crashed into some boxes. Daku wasn't done with this last man. Not by a long shot.
He summoned all his strength and projected lots of purple flames, which wrapped around his body. When the other man looked towards Daku, he screamed. The man was covered in fire, which looked to be in the shape of a phoenix. Daku ran towards the man, and he left a trail of fire in his wake. He got to the man and started punching him rapidly. Each punch took a massive chunk of flesh out of the man. Within seconds, he was unrecognisable. Daku looked around surveying his handiwork, and then looked with awareness at a camera in the corner of the room.
Daku Jari. Age: 17 years old. Quirk: Dark Flame. The user is able to freely create purple fire with special properties which he uses usually to cover his arms to create constructs or manipulate inanimate objects. He also engulfs himself in it and becomes a large purple Phoenix, but it hurts his body and he can only stay in the form for 15 minutes.
With any luck, he had convinced his benefactors that he would be ready for the mission ahead. Tokyo would soon be hit by a wave of disaster. And he had to be on the front lines, as his own life was very much at stake.