One Punch Man: Polar Opposites
Chapter One: Prison Break
In the middle of the ocean, there was an island where there stood an imposing prison that stood several stories tall with ten feet tall walls with security turrets along the walls, scanning the surroundings outside the walls for possible intruders. Inside the prison, it was lined with a series of iron doors that lead to rooms of the many criminals locked away.
Deep in the lower underground levels, the prison oversees four floors of criminals by certain class'. The first floor was the C-Class, which had lighter security, since the criminals held on this floor were rather weak. The second floor housed the Class-B criminals, who were slightly more competent than the Class-C criminals, with slightly bigger security personnel. The third floor held the Class-A criminals, who were more dangerous than the criminals of Class-C and Class-B, with much higher levels of security. The fourth level, however, held the worst of the worst; the criminals of Class-S were considered more dangerous than all of Classes C through A combined; cunning, intelligent, powerful, and far deadlier than any criminal on Earth, with 24/7 security droids patrolling the halls, cameras at every corner, all the heavy measures to make sure the worst of criminals don't escape.
All constructed by the mysterious Metal Knight himself.
One such droid was performing its usual patrol routine, walking along the higher rails past several prison cells. As it neared the corner of the railing, however, its sensors went off, detecting a high amount of energy coming from nearby. Which doesn't make sense, considering the prisoners wear power suppression collars to ensure that the prisoners can't use their powers. Turning around, the droid faced the cell wear the power source was coming from; cell 666. As it neared the cell-
Ka-BOOM!
A loud explosion rattled the cell block, the explosion destroying the droid, as a figure emerged from the smoke.
The figure wore typical prison clothes, consisting of black and white shoeless shirt and pants, with bandages wrapped around his hands and feet. He was tall, had long jet-black hair that reached his hip, appeared to be 33 years of age, a bit of fuzz of a beard on his face, a pair of dark green eyes and a scar going vertically across his left eye.
"HALT, RETURN TO YOUR CELL!"
The man casually turned his head to see two more security droids running his way, both carrying assault rifles, no doubt to prevent his escape repeating that same sentence.
Casually, he raised his hand towards them, his body glowing with a dark green aura, as a combination of fire and electricity burst from his palm, engulfing the droids, short-circuiting and melting the droids.
Eyes forward, the man floated using what seemed to be some sort of psychic power, floating several feet in the air, before setting himself on the ground below. As he began walking forward, the doors of the other cells started flying off as he passed by, allowing the other prisoners to escape and start a riot, and easily overpowering the security droids.
Entering the main elevator, the man went upwards, the floor of the elevator littered with glass shards.
On the higher levels, a large number of security personnel were lined up in rows at the elevator, their weapons trained on the elevator, all waiting for the unfortunate criminal on the elevator to be hailed with bullets.
Once the elevator stopped on their floor and started to open, however, before anyone could give the order to open fire, multiple glass shards flew out between the opening doors, all surrounded by a dark green aura, as the glass shards shredded through the army, incapacitating some while killing others, blood staining the floor and walls. As the man stepped out of the elevator and walked over the out cold/dead bodies, one stubborn rookie slowly got to his knees, pulling out his pistol and opened fired, emptying the entire clip. The man, however, easily caught the bullets with his telekinesis, then sent the bullets right back at the rookie, the bullets hitting the rookie in the head and chest, killing him.
Walking down a hall, his psychokinetic powers lit up and destroyed the control room, allowing the many other inmates to escape and the riot got even more out of hand.
Going down another hallway, the man approached a large set of doors, which required a large array of conditions before entering; a blood sample, a hand scanner, a voice recognition device, even an eye scanner, and a password keypad.
Using his psychokinetic powers once again, the man easily blew the doors down, entering what appeared to be a confiscation room, where most of the inmate's personal belongings were stored. Finding what he was looking for, which was a black briefcase; he used his psychic powers to pull the case from its place behind a glass wall and into the grasp of the man.
The riot finally reached the surface, as every inmate charged, attacking the security personnel, as the security team fought their hardest to keep the criminals from escaping.
The elevator went off once again, revealing the man that first escaped, no longer wearing the prisoner outfit. Instead, he wore all black; a turtleneck, a pair of cargo pants, military-type boots, a hooded jacket with a long tailcoat and a pair of black gloves.
Upon seeing him, the security personnel almost gasped in shock, before turning their guns on him before opening fire, but the bullets only stopped in front of him, even the rockets launched at him from the various rocket launchers. Although the shooting didn't stop until all weapons clicked empty.
The fighting stopped, as all eyes trained on him, as he raised an arm.
Swinging his arm down, the bullets flew forward, each hail of bullets hitting the personnel, before sending the rockets at the security towers with a flick of a hand, destroying the tower and killing their occupants.
Simply strolling past the other inmates, the man walked up to the massive prison gates, raised a hand towards it, his psychokinesis easily blasting the doors off its hinges, the doors falling on the ground with an extremely loud thud.
With the security personnel taken down, the other inmates rushed out and right past the man, said man allowing them to get out first. After waiting for the last of the inmates to run, the man walked out of the broken gates and continued to walk until he reached the edge of the island, the ocean washing up on the shores before him.
"HEY!"
Not too far behind him, there was another escaped inmate who looked like a slim young man with an androgynous appearance. His long black hair is normally tied up in a topknot, and bangs fall over his face. A noticeable feature of his is the purple marks underneath his large gray eyes. He usually wears a tight black bodysuit highlighted by metal plating on his shins, arms, shoulders, chest, and waist, as well as a long purple scarf that falls to his legs.
"I must thank you for committing the prison riot." The young man said. "I, Speed-o'-Sound Sonic, must know who you are!"
For a moment, there was a moment of silence, which confused the ninja, then the man slowly looked over his shoulder at the ninja, giving a deathly glare, greatly intimidating the ninja and sending chills down his spine, as though the ninja was staring into the eyes of a great and powerful deity that could crush him with but a mere thought.
After a moment, the man simply looked back out at the ocean before speaking.
"In the Hero Association, I was once known as the Hurricane of Darkness." The man stated. "But from a fallen hero to a villain, you may call me by my real name; Kazenikura."
And with that, a dark green aura glowed around his body, as the man floated over the ocean, Sonic simply watching in awe as the man disappeared over the horizon.
"Shit," The ninja choked out. "This man…such power, such aura…"
Snapping out of his shock, Sonic quickly ran to find a leftover boat so he could escape the island.
And there's the first chapter of my One Punch Man fic! I hope you guys find this to your liking, this idea has been playing back and forth in my head for a while, and I always wondered what would happen if Saitama ever had a real fight, someone who would give him a challenge, a real run for his money.
So, with that, I hope you enjoy this first chapter and look forward to more! Be sure to review!