Somewhere in Nevada...

the red sky gave an unsettling feeling for newcomers, but to all the people who had been here since the death of the sun, this was not new. in a AAHW facility, two L33T agents stood guard, it was a high risk, low reward job, the only reason they had not quit was because of fear of retaliation.

The first Agent, armed with a Mossberg, turned to his co-worker. "Hey, Jeff." The other agent, armed with a semi-automatic assault rifle, turned to his partner. "Yes, Garve?" the agent, new identified as Garve. turned to the sky. "Why are doing this, why don't we quit." Jeff sighed and rubbed his forehead. "Garve, you know what happened to Mike, right?" Garve shivered at the mention of mike. "Well yeah, he was..." Garve trailed off. Jeff nodded. "He was 'Fired'." Jeff put air quotes on the last word. Garve was about to retort, when his watch started to beep. He brought up his arm. "Break time? already? huh. time fly's, huh Jeff?" Garve looked at his fried again. jeff nodded. "c'mon let's head to the bakery. i could go for a muffin." Gave nodded, exited, and started to walk to his car, when he started to run. "RACE YEA!" Jeff gasped, before sprinting after his friend. "OH! YOU'RE ON!" as the two raced to their mode of transportation, a clad black figure emerged from a nearby fake bush, the thing that stood out to most was his glowing red, goggle obstructed eyes. "Well, that was a fuck-ton easer then killing them. oh well, just less blood to clean when i get home," the figures goggles glow seemed to dim a bit, before he walked to the previously guarded door. He smirked under his mask, and his eyes lightened up again. Pulling out two micro-Uzis form his trench coat's pocket. he spun them on his index finger, before grabbing the handles at a stop.

" Showtime"

And he kicked it open. An agent by the door jumped, and before he could turn to face the intruder, lead was implanted in his head, the sound of gunfire attracted more attention to the ninja like intruder, The black clad mercenary jumped to a nearby box, grabbing the fresh body of the agent he had just killed, he crouched behind it, he had the corpse by the neck, and he took a breath.

one...

"IT'S HANK!"

two...

"SHIT! WHERE!?"

three!

The Metal mouthed merc ran from cover, one hand had the body Infront of him, using the dead-mans body as a meat-shield, before firing at a Nearby baton wielding grunt, three bullets imbedded themselves in his neck, the grunt dropped his baton and clutched his bleeding neck. before anyone could really react, the man threw the body at another Agent, who grunted when the body hit him, and was out like a baby. the red eyed nexian jumped, and did a flip midair, landing behind an agent armed with a standard m9 Glock. He then grabbed him and turned to the other AAHW employees, said Employees shot at him, but the bullets ended up inside the agent he was using as cover. he then threw the man to the side, before running at another, grabbing him by his head, and tearing it off, before doing a backflip, using Bullet time to help him, as he dodged incoming flying lead, he even grabbed a bullet mid-air and chucked it at a different agent, who fell dead as the bullet entered his heart.

hank hit the floor with a thud, he turned to the remaining grunt, before approaching, the grunt dropped his weapon, cowering behind his arms, the red eyed monster looked at him. "Where is he." The grunt looked ta him. "h-h-uh..?' The man growled in annoyance. "Jebus, Christoff, Hobo Jesus. Where. is. he?" his Metallic voice was like an echoey cheese grater circumcising an awake child. "i-i-i Don't-" He coughed, "i think h-h-e maybe i-i-in the-here" the grunt shakily pointed to a Nearby door, which had a body slumped on it. "thanks" the kiling machine took one of his Uzis and pointed at the man. "WAIT N-NO PLE-!"

KRKRKR!

The man fell dead, tear streaks still running from his cooling body. The Merc walked to the door, kicking the body to the side, he opened it. and when he did. Jeb was nowhere, just a improbability drive. The merc growled. "Son of a-" Before he could continue, the drive started to spark. causing the ground to shift. blue sparks ejected themselves out of its blue core. Hand stumbled before propping himself against a door. 'what the fuc-'

a blue light then filled the room... and he screamed.

Hank J. Wimbelton sat back in the chair he was currently sat in, Infront of him stood an odd white creature, dressed in light brown shoes, and a nice suit. to the left was a hobo-slash-asshole, who was in a black jumpsuit, and had a really fucking annoying scarf around his neck, if only he could just STRANGLE HIM-

the creature hummed "well, that is rather interesting, mister Wimbleton." Hank huffed in amusement. this was just another sunday. "Yeah, then i end up here, at a school, the Hobo drags me here, yadda yadda." Hank waved his hand around as he explained the events of how he got here. The man hummed "how about we make a deal, why don't you stay, get a teachers license and teach our students while you figure a way home."

...

"eheheh" Hank chuckled lightly before turning into full blown laughter. "AHAHAH! OH, oh man, what makes you think I'll do that? I don't do that type of shit, I Hate kids, especially little teenaged Brats." hank stood, knocking his chair over. The hobo huffed in amusement. "you don't really have a choice, Wimbleton." Hank growled, before huffing. He couldn't kill them, he didn't have any weapons on him, sure, he could use his fists, but with how he was treated when he first arrived, he was steered off from that. "fine, but fuck you." hank then turned and walked out of the office, slamming the door on his way out. he needed to clear his head.

Aizawa sighed, he was about to go get our favorite Lead-head when Nedzu put his paw up. "Aizawa, give him space, this man just appeared out of thin air, from what can only be another dimension, and thanks to us, he's not happy, but do keep a close eye on him, I have a... feeling about him." The underground hero sighed and picked up the chair that the Nexian had knocked down on his way out and sat in it.

"i'm going to need a raise for this shit..."

The mammal laughed, before stopping suddenly, he took a sip of his tea.

"no."

Shouta only groaned.