A/n: Hello my fellow escapees! Psychojack is back with a rather intense chapter for the Mineta centric fic Mineta the Mayhem. We've all seen the rather gruesome ending of the last chapter. It seems our heroes, Hall Monika, Burnin, and All Might, after a rather intense inspection, are now caught in the middle of the encroaching prison riot at the very bottom of the infamous Hydra Prison. Between them and their way out are some of the most ruthless of convicts, including the feral Lycant. With Harukaze sabotaging the prison guards' weapons from afar, this fight is gonna have to be won up close and personal. Will they be able to make their escape? It's time to fight our way out readers!

The air had chilled. Within the deep recesses of Hydra Prison, a wave of dread permeated its walls giving weight to the stilled prison guards as well as the three heroes. Where they were once inspectors they now found themselves captives, in the presence of dozens of highly dangerous and high ranking criminals of Musutafu. The prisoners were now their oppressors.

It was but from one singular misstep that had resulted in this outcome, one moment where somehow All Might had caught the scent of Harukaze on his person, although as to how that was possible was still unknown. All Might in sheer irony served as the unintentional sole figure behind this riot being successfully initiated, despite wanting to be the one to prevent it from occurring.

What step had he taken that resulted in this? What did he do wrong? So many questions ran through the mind of the once legendary hero, and yet none he currently had answers for. All that mattered was that now, he would need to escape from these nightmarish monstrosities of criminality.

Among them were Lycant and his crew. Drenched in the blood of his first unexpected kill, Lycant growled with a deep guttural grumble that indicated his growing ferocity, no doubt craving to do to them just as he just did to the unfortunate guard he had killed mercilessly.

All Might looked at the bloody mess of a corpse, noting how sudden and how brutal the kill was. It was unrestrained, primal, and with the intensity of a beasts' rage. It was clear to him that if one mere movement of this canine mutant type can reduce a fully grown adult into a gory mess like this, then there's no doubt that Lycant would do the same to them if he managed to reach them.

The normally determined Moe almost felt like barfing, her inner fire had stilled in the face of this new threat. Being a sidekick she was used to dealing with villains sure, however, the mere sight of such a stomach churning death made her feel unconscious repulsion as well as the instinctual need to flee. She also possessed a fury that burned with the intensity of a supernova that an innocent had just been killed by this brute.

As for Warlow and his men, though being trained prison guards, still bore the expression of subtle anxiety that had registered in their minds. Currently they are in the worst position. Without their guns, there was a significant decrease of efficiency in holding their own against the rioting felons of floor 20. Survival was drastically decreased as well as any hope of escape without some form of loss.

To make matters worse, the guards were metaphorically speaking, at the bottom of this snake pit, without the arms that granted them advantage against the sheer strength some of these inmates possessed such as the hellhound that stood in their way. With them being at floor 20, the most dangerous criminals were in full view before them, all ready to annihilate their target, just as they did to so many before. If they sought escape, they would have to be forced to get past them and the many upper floor prisoners that were no doubt increasingly incited by the idea of rioting in order to find sanctuary. Their morale was already waning with the sight of Lycant's latest victim, a solid reminder that they would meet the same fate.

Lycant snarled as he took a step forward. His exceptionally bulky top body added so much weight to his equally powerful legs that his weight dropped against the ground with each step.

THUMP

THUMP

Legion Lycant unfurled his thick and calloused fingers, enabling the group to bear witness to his thick and now bloodied claws on his left hand, freshly dripping the sanguine essence of his prey, whilst bearing a sickeningly feral toothy expression on his wolfine face. His was a textbook expression of rage, as his snout curled and wrinkled to display his extended sharp fangs, his yellowed irises narrowing as he focused on his target.

His muscles flexed, displaying the surge of adrenaline that courses his thickened frame. Just as his muscles pulsed in steadfast vigilance, his fur puffed a tad, an unintentional body language that displayed his growing wrath and the desire for the blood of his intended victims.

SHING

As Lycant took slow and yet prominent steps towards the group he intended to slaughter, another prisoner whipped out a shiv, custom made with a thick piece of shrapnel whilst tied to a makeshift pommel made of a broken toothbrush or carved stone. It would seem that somehow, even with all the security measures in place, this particular prisoner was able to craft a weapon even under the guards,' watch. How the prisoner had access to a weapon was anyone's guess.

"All Might, the legend himself…now a worthless pile of old bones…" Lycant snarled at the group. The silent promise of an unwanted demise registered in their minds as Lycant encroached upon them.

A growing shadow of the overwhelmingly tall and buff wolf man spread against the ground. The other prisoners could be heard calling out, echoing their protests as well as encouragement for more chaos that they wished upon their assigned guards.

"Fuck them to hell, Lycant!" One prisoner bellowed from the floor above, on floor 19. Guards could be seen trying to keep them back, at least before one prisoner shoved a guard against the wall, prompting a brawl of uniformed guards and the inmates they kept in check.

Looking upwards, All Might could see the growing chaos in the prison halls, animalistic rage filled the air like a virus, prompting rebellion in the upper floors just as there was rebellion in this floor. What made his skin crawl was thebgavt that they were right at the bottom floor, making escape a seemingly unlikely scenario.

Warlow looked to his left, taking notice at the growing number of prisoners that intended to swarm them. Being that this was the bottom floor, there weren't any railings that he could use as a means to simply toss the prisoners over in a fight, meaning he would have to deal with each combatant face to face. He looked at his left arm and then at his men.

All Might on the other hand felt his old instincts wanting to fight, wanting to protect the guards with all his strength. Unfortunately, however with his body practically caving in on itself, he wouldn't be able to accomplish much. His own lungs were acting against him, too upset from all the stress perhaps.

He did take a look at the hand sized air vents laid out all over the halls.

'Harukaze is using the vents to jam the weapons of the guards, making them unable to fight. If we intend to get out of here, we will need to escape from the…emergency elevator. It's our only way of ensuring we make it to the top and lock down this entire section of the prison.'

All Might took a peak at Monika, the young hall monitor had an incomprehensible expression on her face. Her blue eyes looked at the corpse in front of them. All Might could understand her shock at this moment, especially considering the gruesome reality that they could just as easily be next.

Monika however wasn't necessarily afraid. Was she felt was shame. She had failed to protect someone who needed her. In her own desperation, she had done nothing to stop Lycant, fearing the immediate safety of the guard were she to intervene. Despite that, Lycant went and murdered him in cold blood. Even now a pool of sanguine reached the tips of her heels, her irises shook from the sight. Her eyes narrowed.

"Unforgivable…" Monika echoed. The air silent as she clenched her fists, her hat shadowing her eyes. This was more than just a mere injustice, this was madness. Pure and simple."

'Someone is dead…because of me…I failed him…' Monika thought to herself, doubt filling her mind.

'I…don't want to die…not in a place like this…' Monika thought as her mind had drifted, thinking of all the things outside of this hell. The still inexperienced student hero was afraid. Her spine tingled as hands shook. She wanted to hold a brave face, and yet she was slowly breaking down.

All Might his hand on her left shoulder giving it a gentle squeeze.

Monika felt the hand of the great legend offering consolement. Monika snapped out of her funk as she looked at the prisoners in front of them, taking a glance at the rest of the others trapped with her.

'I still…' Monika thought to herself within this darkness that beyond these walls was still something worth fighting for. People she cared about.

One in particular she wished to stand next to.

One small and yet unique symbol of new beginnings.

'I still wish to be a hero, and to stand next to you when you become one yourself…' Monika thought to herself.

Her left hand reached behind her to reach under the flap of her security jacket.

With her right hand she pressed her number 3 whistle on her lips.

All Might noticed this, noticing a fire being lit in the eyes of the young intern.

'Even when exposed to such gruesome sights, she still chooses to fight…she's got a strong will.' All Might thought before looking at the sphere still in his pocket.

'Mamira's quirk did serve as a booster right as well as a medical aid right? Then maybe…' All Might thought to himself as his mind began working.

"That whistle is annoying *snarls* but my body won't give in before I reach you…" Lycant stated matter of factly, his body being made of sturdier stuff and his ferocity being a definite factor for pain tolerance as well as animalistic endurance.

Another prisoner whistled at her body. "She's young, maybe when we're done with the others we could have some fun with the two ladies afterwards. Hehehe!" A prisoner next to Lycant mentioned lecherously, a sick grin on his face as he looked her up and down.

'I want to become a hero like you Minoru! If you were here, you would fight with wvery fiber of your being! For that, I too won't surrender!'

Monika whipped out a dual pair of batons from her left hand from underneath her jacket. Nimbly taking one baton on each hand, with whistles tightly clenched in her mouth, Monika was ready for battle, her blue eyes glowing through the shadow caused by the visor of her police hat.

"Looks like you've made your choice… *growls*" Lycant stated before immediately pouncing in a notable burst of speed about to strike at Monika first considering her whistle about to be used.

All Might and Moe widened their eyes. "He's fast!"

THUMP THUMP THUMP

The sounds of the wolf mutant quirk users' paws bounced hauntingly against the walls of the bottom floor, echoing as the canine prisoner charged on his own, faster than any of the prisoners could even react. His was of a simple intent, to slaughter.

With his sharp canines fully bared, Lycant launched an impactful right swipe of his almighty arms, claws extended as he sought to make a swift end of the bold hall monitor before she could make a move of her own. The swipe of his bloodied claws was so swift and precise that the claws aerodynamically carved through the air as if they were sharp blades, swishing against the air with a rather noticeable sound of the wind working against them.

SCHING

BOOM

All Might was pushed back by the burgundy cladded heroine who stood between him and the monstrosity. She raised her batons up as she attemoted to fight Lycant. All Might looked concerned.

"Monika!" The legend called out as the thick smoke of the nearly explosive impact made contact.

Upon the clearing of the voluminous burst of the explosive smoke, All Might's eyes widened.

In front of Monika, was someone with a shield, a rather large and extremely thick plated piece of metal. It was rectangular and was coated in what appeared to be neon yellow stream lights, glowing through the smoke, causing the lights to bounce against the plumes of smoke, giving off a rather intriguing haze in the tight surrounding space. It sounded like the shield was crackling, as if an electric current ran through its frame, powering the endurance of the almighty wall that protected the young woman from a rather gruesome death.

It was Warlow. With his quirk being used he had stepped between Monika and Lycant, serving as the shield that stood between Lycant and Monika. It was connected to his left forearm, crackling with energy that seemed to charge the shield, emitting an audible hum that indicated its use. He did seem to be fatigued with the weight of the blow being extremely heavy and hard to shake off, however he remained firm.

"Rather bold of you Warden…using your quirk on the line of duty…" Lycant snarled as he pressed more weight into Warlows shield, causing the wardens' knees to buckle.

Warlow gritted his teeth as the sharp claws pressed firmly into the shield.

Warlow commanded his men, a determined fire reawakened seeing such a young hero still stand against what seemed to be a hopeless cause. If a young intern can fight then so will he. His eyes narrowed with righteous fury towards this maddened dog.

"Men! Use whatever you can to fight, even if it means using your quirk! Follow my orders…or die! Those are your only options! If you want to live then fight for your lives!" Warlow roared out to his men who as one whipped out their own stunning batons and rifles with the butt of their weapons about to be used as clubs.

"Sir, but if we use our quirk that goes against regulation…" A guard notified his superior.

"Fuck regulation! I'm not dying here without a fight! And I'm not letting heroes die under my watch!" Warlow pushed with his shield, Lycant being shoved back a few feet. Due to his weight and his natural balance befitting his appearance, Lycant deftly avoided a rather intense blow back courtesy of the ferocious Warden. One would notice that the prisoner had some arcs of electrical current that had spasmed through his right arm which the beast shrugged off with his shoulder. Steam sizzled against the canines' broad shoulder as a result of the damage from Warlow's shield.

"I'm no hero student so my quirk is barely trained, but I do know this, if anything or anyone comes between me and that which I protect, I'll send it right back!" As he spoke the electrical arcs flared against the shield of the titanous warden.

*Que Present Mic Narration: "William Warlow, His Quirk: 'Strike Back!' He can create a shield in his left forearm. When struck, he can use the power of the blows he takes to send an electrical shock into his opponents, making him great at defense and carrying out some shocking takedowns."

"Moe!" Monika called out to the sidekick next to her, her stunned disposition transitioning to her usual heroic stance, with her hair igniting.

"Yeah! I'm on it!" Moe stated before her green hair burnt like an inferno. Flying into the air, the sidekick pulled out two small handfuls of her inferno coated hair and tosses them towards the prisoners who had resorted to backing away from the radius of the flame. Upon making contact with the ground, a green fiery explosion ruptured the ground near them, sending bits of debris and green embers in the vicinity. One prisoner was rolling as he attempted to extinguish the all encompassing flames. Others were more effected by the resulting shockwave of the blast.

The explosion also granted the group some space as some of the prisoners had scampered away, dividing their force apart, enabling the heroes some form of movement.

Monika immediately shifted her number 1 whistle on the front of her lips.

PWEEEEE

This resulted in a large shockwave being shot out from the whistle, knocking back many prisoners off their feet due to the velocity and strength of her quirk. Lycant dodged the blast nimbly and began to attempt to strike from Monika's exposed right side which resulted in Moe shooting a green flame burst from her left hand, causing Lycant to take the blow full force. With a dog-like whine, he immediately backed off, bits of green flame still remained on his hide.

Lycant bared his fangs. Red cracks consumed his eyes, displaying the intensive rage he was keeping inside from being burnt.

"Slaughter them!" Lycant bellowed as he shifted his body to being on all fours. Despite using his hind legs to walk normally it would seem that he was fully capable of shifting to an all fours combat style.

Monika switched to whistle number 2, immediately blowing it, which resulted in an edge-shaped blast being fired through the hall monitor's whistle, towards Lycant. Instinctively, Lycant used his oversized arms as a makeshift defense, leaving him with a noticeably red scar on his thick forearms.

He leapt towards Monika, the lighting of the green flame that sizzled against his hide from another one of Burnin's blasts made him appear as a flaming hellhound as he struck towards Hall Monika, leaving a thick gaping set of claw marks on the ground where he had attempted to strike her legs. Monika swiftly backed away using a well timed backstep, smashing her dual batons against his snout with a multitude of hard hard swings in quick succession before using a number 1 whistle to send him flying a wall. Upon impact, the wall practically dented from the weight of the large prisoner before he got back up. He dusted himself off.

"I'll be sure to enjoy this…" Lycant mumbled to himself before breathing in a quick pace, making his heart rate increase exponentially. As he did so his fur puffed upwards a bit. He unleashed a ravenous roar that made the guards wince in fear.

All Might himself couldn't help but whisper. "He's using his quirk…but how?"

Hall Monika swatted off three more prisoners with a quick roundhouse kick followed by another number 1 whistle that shot them away like ragdolls against the wall behind them. It seemed that their own quirks weren't being used, unlike Lycant.

'Prisoners of Hydra Prison are normally fed quirk inhibitors as part of their incarceration. To force it is incredibly painful and taxing on the body and yet…Lycant is forcing it through!' The young hero thought to herself as she readied for Lycant's apparent charge.

Lycant flexed his muscles, the fur literally becoming a coat of razors as he roared. The strain was visibly noticeable on his body considering his breaths came out as mild whines. Despite this, the rampaging walking figure of ferocity forced his quirk to activate by increasing his heart rate, pushing back the inhibitors that ran through his bulging veins with pure adrenaline fueling his power.

The beast charged towards Monika before sidestepping as she attempted to blow her whistle, causing him to bulldoze against a guard due to his speed, the unlucky guards' uniform being carved up with some blood spewing from his torso. The guard moaned from the sheer amount of blade like furs that shredded his uniform apart.

"Shit!" Warlow exclaimed as he blocked Lycant with his shield again, granting the walking blade backed beast with an electrical surge. Electricity crackled against the beast, however each time, Lycant kept pressing.

Warlow felt his body being steadily pushed back. Warlock looked into Lycant's eyes. He noticed that his irises were glowing as he shoved against the shield. 'Dammit! He's not falling back!'

Three of Warlows men continuously bashed against Lycant's back with their shock batons. Unfortunately, given Lycant's currently bladed hide, the furs merely swerved.

SHING

The batons were cut into pieces by the fur blades, causing the guards to grasp their hands since they had been cut.

Moe blew a blitz like flame against Lycant, his body responding by backing away from the high temperature blast.

He bellowed a shockwave of a roar. One that shook the room like a thunder clap. His eyes clearly displayed irritation.

Monika attempted to attack Lycant, however a prisoner had grabbed her from behind, punching her with a hard hitting right hook. As a reactive responsive this prompted her to use her heel to stomp the felons' foot before backhanding him with her baton before she finished him with another whistle blast.

Another prisoner had tried to tackle Monika, only meeting face first to a whistle blast from her before she whipped two more prisoners with a flurry of fast strikes from the dual baton style she used against their skulls. Their bodies collapsed as they clenched their bleeding heads.

A guard could be seen dislocating a prisoner's arm whilst another one used the butt of his rifle to smash against some of the prisoners' faces, causing them to fall with bloodied mouths as their teeth spewed out.

All Might was almost stabbed by a prisoner before he immediately retaliated by weaving past the swing and uppercutting the prisoner followed by shoving the prisoner's head into the metallic wall to his left. Despite him being powerless, All Might had undergone vigorous physical conditioning, hence the practiced reaction time and reflexes befitting a skilled hand to hand combatant.

One prisoner sliced against a prison guards' metallic chest protector with a shiv, the guard responding by shoving a shock baton against the prisoners jaw line, shocking the foolish prisoner into submission. He took the baton and jammed it into another prisoners' stomach, causing the orange clad felon to fall to the floor whilst clasping his stomach.

Each time the prisoners attempted to swarm the group, Monika would blast them with a number 1 whistle that would careen them across the room or a number 2 which left them with severe cuts. Those that happened to get past the whistle blasts were either tazed by shock batons or beaten down by Monika and her rapid flurry combos.

With Moe, and Lycant, the sidekick warned the rabid dog of Hydra Prison. "I'll burn you to ash before you even get a chance to finish off anyone!" Burnin stated with her eyes narrowed towards the felon.

"Your words fall on deaf ears, you're no threat to me, just a bother…" Lycant stated before he put his hand into his fur and tore off two protruding blades off his razor back. Upon dropping them towards the ground, the furry clumps unfurled and rearranged themselves, shaping into a literal hound that appeared about the size of a dog and bore enlarged canines. Their small shape seemed akin to a starved dog, with a prominent spine protruding from its back and notably small limbs. What made it hauntingly unique from any canine breed was how their hands lacked paws, in fact they possessed posable hands and yellow glowing eyes as two fur hounds focused on Moe with slobbering saliva craving for flesh.

Lycant spoke in an ominous tone as his small hounds bent down ready to dive into combat. "It's time to hunt…"

*Que Present Mic Narration (serious tone): "Nakashima Inuzuka, His Quirk: 'Legion Hide' His fur on his body consists of many small sentient blades. He can remove them in clumps in order to form bodyguards. On record he has murdered 67 men with this quirk..."

Lycant immediately leapt, his two hounds immediately spread away from her sight. Moe dodged Lycant moving to her right as he had leapt extrmely high in the air above ground to reach her with claws outstretched.

Unfortunately, one of Lycant's hounds saw to it to tackle her and bite her left shoulder as it brought her to ground level, keeping her there with its weight. It awaited Lycant and the other hound to make a finishing blow as it pinned her down.

"AGHH!" Moe screamed in pain as she immediately kicked off the hound, now with a bloodied left shoulder that struggled to move properly. She only had her right arm which was useful. With teeth clenched she shot off another flame ball and spread it in a wide arc burning off the two fur hounds that attempted to swarm her. Before she realized it, Lycant swiped her back, nimbly missing her spine as she rolled forward instictually after years of fighting.

The green haired hero felt her back bloodied as the large claws of Lycant had nearly cleaved her in half. Her white top was stained with stray bits of blood as she looked at Lycant with fury.

Legion Lycant looked fatigued as his fur returned back to normal. He was taking deep breaths as his quirk deactivated.

"Inhibitors…really powerful stuff. Though I suppose, not enough to stop me from tasting your flesh!" Lycant stated as he licked the blood off of his claws. His eyes had a hungry look before he went on all fours and immediately charged in Moe's direction. Wholst this was happening Hall Monika and the prison guards were battling off prisoners who jumped from the upper floors, along with the guards of Warlows group who ensured to take any stragglers and subdued them into submission with their batons and close quarters joint locks and takedowns.

Hall Monika shot a number 2 whistle which carved into Lycant's leg which caused him to press forward anyway, staving off the pain. In fact it seemed to fuel his sprint further.

Lycant leapt and collided into Moe whilst she was recovering, both colliding against the metallic sheeted walls. Moe immediately used her hair to maintain a distance from Lycant as she laid on the ground, having not enough time to get herself upright with her injuries.

Lycant, who seemed to have marked her as his main target, clawed the walls and prison cage doors as he closed the distance time and time again to keep her from launching a proper throw of her fiery hair. She was forced to keep moving as opposed to laying out a proper counterattack, simply focused on surviving.

Monika called out in shock. "Moe!" She immediately turned to the rest of the prisoners. She would have to deal with them before reaching the hero.

PWEEEEEE

Monika blew to her left with her number 1 whistle to cause a group of five prisoners to be launched into the nearby wall of the twentieth floor. As this was happening Warlow blocked her right and shocked two other prisoners who came with custom made shivs. His men had entered their own respective confrontations, working in unison to take the prisoners with their shock batons. They provided support for Monoka when a lucky prisoner attempted to smatch her whistle or when Warlow appeared overwhelmed. The prisoners not being weighed down by armor were extremely dexterous, avoiding the batons like a plague as they did battle with their keepers.

Monika swung her batons, smashing one prisoner across the face with a left swipe of her left wrist before hitting another one with her right against his ribcage and kicking him with a left roundhouse. The strength of her legs shoved him a good feet away as he spun like a drill in mid air from the kick.

She turned and fired off her number three whistle, causing prisoners in front of the whistle to disorient and fall to the ground in collective thuds, too disoriented to move before Warlow's squad tazed them into submission courtesy of their shock batons channeling electric current into their backs and sides.

'All this practice since I met you Minoru! Now I don't have to worry about my quirk aimlessly striking everyone. I can focus it now on where ever my whistle points to!' Monika thought, proud that her meeting with Mineta made her practice more with usually unstable quirk.

Warlow immediately smashed his shield against Lycant upon noticing Moe needing help, causing the canine mutant to be launched away, slamming through a wall as it bucked under his weight. Lycant staggered upright as that last shock was a powerful one, clearly charged with the many blows that Warlow gathered into the thick plated shield as he fended off the prisoners.

As Lycant shook his head, staving off the electrical currents that ran through his wolf-like body, Warlow pointed to the right of their position.

"This way! Everyone to the stairs now!" Warlow ordered. All Might carried her on his shoulder. Since he couldn't really fight, then he figured he could at least do this. One of the guards who was wounded by Lycant's bladed hide leaned on another guards' shoulder, dropping his shock batons due to the weight in favor of a blade that he had strapped to his thigh.

All Might gulped. These guards were growing more ready to kill considering the resistance the prisoners seemed to be holding up. Just in case, he took the shock baton the guard had dropped.

"Don't worry Moe, I'm not leaving you here, hang on." All Might consoled Moe. She couldn't help but grin.

"Wow, thanks All Might…sorry about lagging behind with all the dogs so to speak hehe. And you said you were a hero. Looks like you still got some fight in you." Moe said with a playful tone, as despite the circumstances as well as her own wounds, the ever passionate sidekick still had not lost her fire.

All Might smiled back with his skeleton like grin. "Well, maybe I still got a little left in me!"

BOOM

A loud smash had broken the group from their funk as they collectively ran towards a nearby stairwell, noticing the resistance of the prisoners increasingly occurring in the floors above them.

Groups of guards were forced to use their weapons and riot shields to stave off whatever they could. Unfortunately, Harukaze used the air vents to sabotage all the weapons in the vicinity of the lower floors, granting the prisoners an advantage with their numbers and relentless swarming tactics.

A radio intercom could be heard from Warlow's walkie that was lodged into his uniform.

"*static* Warlow! We need backup! There's too many rioters! Without our weapons we can't hold- no wait AHHH!" An officer called out on the walkie before one could hear the walkie break up.

Warlow had to move one of his men out of the way as a guard had been thrown from floor 17 all the way to the bottom. With a sickeningly bone crushing splat, the guard died from the velocity of the fall. Blood had hit Monika's face as she took deep breaths, struggling to take this all in.

Warlow gritted his teeth. It would seem that the prison was being swarmed. They would need to be careful.

Warlow then noticed another guard being flung. Monika however immediately intervened. She would not let an innocent die if she could help it.

Using her number 1 whistle she used her quirk, remembering the time when she had aided Mineta when they had first met and repaired the school flooring.

PWEEEEEE

With the strength of her number 1 whistle, the hall monitor used her quirk to slow the fall of the guard before he landed on the ground, causing his fall to seize midair. He was disoriented as opposed to being a bloodstain from the fall.

"S-sir…my ears are killing me…" The guard said as he dizzily staggered upright. He held a rioting shield as well as a pistol which he had no doubt used as a club considering the blood that dripped from it.

Monika picked him up. "Give it a few seconds it'll dose off, bit we need to keep moving."

All Might was impressed with the little maneuver Monika had dished out. "Where'd you learn how to that?"

Monika answered, a tid embarrassed at her own admission. "Oh, me and Minoru had to repair the school flooring...at the Department of Gen Ed..."

All Might sweatdropped. "Ah...what...that was you two?"

Monika's face was flushed with embarrassment. "Wait! You know!?"

All Might cleared his throat, attempting to sway the conversation away from how the U.A gossip chain picked up on this news. "Don't worry about it *coughs*."

Warlow nodded. "I'll take point, *points to disoriented riot shielder* cover our rear.

"Yes sir…" The guard responded as he recovered, heading towards a security doorway as they went being on the lookout for stragglers. As they went one prisoner attempted to strike from a nearby cage before Moe kicked him in the loins. This was the same one who made the 'two dicks' comment from earlier.

Warlow pressed the intercom. "Floor 1 through floor 5, can you hear me?"

"Sir we were able to keep the prisoners in their cells, we're sending two squads down as we speak towards floor 6."

"Floor 6 here, we isolated the other floors from here, but they seem to be putting up a fight, without guns we barricaded all entrances to the floor, you'll have to reach a security elevator on floor 19." One voice radioed in.

Another voice alarmingly said. "Floor 10, we're suffering casualties, Narcissia is out! Repeat! Narcissia is out of her cell!"

Warlow turned to his men. "Get moving! And stick together, we're in for a shit show. And whatever you do, if you find Narcissia, don't look into her eyes." He informed his men as they made it to the doorway sealed by a keycard on Warlow's person. It was an emergency stairwell only guards could enter with clearance. In the case of an emergency officers utilized these to go floor by floor.

All Might widened his eyes. "Wait, why not?"

Warlow sighed. "If Lycant can force his quirk despite the inhibitors, then there's no telling if any of the others could too. Narcissia though…she could take over someone's body like a puppet with just a glance…"

SHING

Warlow felt a stinging sensation on his left shoulder. He clasped it before backing away from what carved into his skin.

All Might looked in shock as out of nowhere the same black smoke that still blocked their guns had shifted into a blade shape and sliced Warlow upon him making contact with a vent on the ground.

"Shit! Harukaze seems to be using the vents as makeshift traps. I'll use my shield to block these vents as we go upwards." Warlock said before taking his shield and smashing against the protruding vent, blocking the flow of air from the area but also depriving Harukaze of controlling his quirk through it.

All Might looked at the unconscious prisoners as the security doors were closed tight. "What about them?"

"Forget it, we don't have the time for locking these guys back up. These doorways will keep them nice and tight. My job is to get you and Moe topside. Afterwards I'll activate the emergency doors to isolate this entire wing of the prison, at least until we can call in some pros to help us with this mess."

They went up the stairs carefully, being sure to slow their movements as they didn't want to alarm any upstairs prisoners of their arrival. Warlow took point along with Monika. All Might was around the middle of the formation up the stairs, being sure to keep Moe against his shoulder as he went. Moe mumbled.

"Hey All Might…out of curiosity, what was it about this Mayhem guy the guards talked about earlier…who is he?" Moe mumbled, a little tired from the fight with Lucant from earlier.

All Might sweatdropped as he wasn't sure how to answer without scaring her. Given the person behind the hero name, he wasn't sure how she would take it.

"He's a…relatively new hero…He took on Harukaze and was a key factor in Harukaze's incarceration. He's a very brave hero..." All Might said, admittedly proud of the pariah of class 1A growing as a hero. Even now hos actions held weight.

Warlow added. "I would like to shake hands with him when we survive this hellhole. He's earned my respect."

Monika blushed as she thought of the half sized hero. "He's earned mine as well." Her eyes beamed at the thought of his smile, steadily feeling enough determination to survive.

"Really? That sounds really cool, I would love to meet him! Maybe get some tips on fighting high level villains ehehe." Moe grinned as she had her curiosity peaked.

Hall Monika could be seen visibly pouting. An innocently girlish expression that contrasted with the current atmosphere. 'I'm sure he would love to meet you too…but not in a way I'm comfortable with…' The hall monitor thought to herself as she took a peak at Moe as she was curious as to how Mineta would feel about this new particular new fan.

That's when everyone heard it. A loud echoed whistle that bounced against their eardrums. Looking for the source of the intrusive sound made All Might take a look at another nearby air vent.

WHEEEE WHOOOO

WHEEEE WHOOOO

All Might looked on in shock.

"That noise is from downstairs….floor 20." All Might said whilst his irises shook.

Warlow stared with his eyes wide. "Harukaze…even though he's isolated and locked downstairs, he's still up to something…"

GRRRRRR

A growl could be heard as the group remained silent, attempting to remain shut, hoping Lycant would be swayed by the combat upstairs. His grumble could be heard on the floor beneath them, a hauntingly chilling sound in the dead silence that captivated the survivors.

WHEEEE WHOOOO

SLAM

A loud monstrous roar could be heard on. Lycant was behind the security door downstairs, he was attempting to break through. With a few seconds the scampering of claws against the walls had silenced.

WHEE WHEE WHOOOO

There was a stunned silence for a good three seconds.

All Might let out, trying to warn the others. "Get upstairs now! Harukaze's using the vents to tell Lycant our position!"

SMASH

CRINKLE

The metallic door caved through, as before the group, Legion Lycant extended his hand throught the door as he broke through. A group of four hounds under his command.

"Get them!" Lycant commanded the hounds as they began running upstairs. Lycant on the other hand continued to bend the metallic doors to ensure he would be able to fit through the hole he had made.

All Might bellowed.

"RUN!"

CHAPTER END

A/n: Sorry about the delay for those who've waited so patiently, don't worry though Psychojack always got your back! I'll be working on the next chapter for this one so I'll be sure to finish the next chapter soon. Until then readers, comment, critique, send some love or share to friends and I'll be here with an update soon!