Incident: 31024

Somewhere in Miami…

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In the neon city of the future, there were dozens of run-down apartment buildings near the docks. Built long ago; before the Age of Quirks and left to rot in the slums of the city, forgotten by everyone else.

The streets of the slums were filled with potholes and littered with trash, homeless vagrants living in tents on the sidewalks as drug dealers hid in alleyways. Making deals and getting dosh.

Women of the night strolled down the sidewalks, giving flirtful glances at the men as they barely wore anything. Their pimps watched from a distance.

Everyone on the street paused as a classic muscle car drove down the broken and bumpy street, envy in their eyes at the display of wealth. The Acado GT's powerful V8 engine rumbled as it passed through, making its way towards the lone apartment building. One that was away from the others.

The driver pulled the car in front of the building and parked it. A muscular thug standing in front of the door to the building, raising an eyebrow at the car before walking towards the driver's window.

The window rolled down to reveal a man wearing a brown and yellow letterman jacket, a chicken mask over his face, and boxing tape over his hands. The thug scoffed at the sight.

"Fuck off rooster. It ain't Halloween y-" The thug was cut off when a 12 gauge buckshot disemboweled him. The man wearing the mask pointing a sawn-off shotgun at the thug.

The criminal looked down in shock before collapsing over, dead. The door to the car opened as 'Jacket' walked out. A sawn-off shotgun in his right hand and a Suppressed Venin MP15 in his left.

The door to the apartment burst open as a man holding a Glock came out.

"Hey! What was-" He paused when he saw Jacket, but before he could react some double aught buckshot split his head open. Covering the door in bits of brain matter of skull.

Dropping the shotgun, Jacket marched into the building while cocking his machine pistol.

The crumbling interior of the building was littered with trash, the carpets ripped off revealing the hardwood underneath.

And as soon as Jacket entered the building he saw four gangsters. Three of them surrounded him as another gangster was running down the stairs, the gangster on the stairs throwing a metal spike at Jacket.

The agent dodged the projectile before shooting the gangster, a burst of 10mm rounds punching through the man's torso. Killing him instantly as he tumbled down the rest of the steps.

The other thugs ran towards Jacket, the gunman shooting one of the gangsters through the head as the other two came down on top of him. One became a humanoid crocodile as the other pulled out bone daggers from his arms.

Jacket shot the knees of the croc man, causing him to flop to the ground in agony. Jacket then jumped back as the thug with the bone knife swung wildly at him. Jacket caught the arm of the man under his shoulder before breaking the arm.

He then slammed the butt of his pistol into the thug's nose, breaking it and sending the thug falling backward. Jacket firing one round into both gangsters' brains, killing them instantly.

He then rolled to the side as an axe flew past him. Jacket stopped as he fired a burst into the stomach of a gangster charging at him with an axe, tumbling over herself as she fell into a heap.

Jacket then shot behind him without turning, a body falling to the ground as the 10mm rounds ripped through them.

Standing up he looked around, seeing ten dead bodies around him. By his count, he's killed twelve.

Humming to himself he reloaded his machine pistol before carrying on, walking up to the second floor. And immediately ducking as an ice spike flew over his head.

He then hit the ground as more projectiles flew towards him. Waiting out the volley from the ranged quick users. By his count, there were around five.

Once the rain of bullets had let up Jacket waited for a moment. The thugs shifted around uneasily.

"Is he dead?" One of them asked.

"Fuck if I know." Another replied all five of them tense beyond measure before one of them pushed another towards the stairwell.

"Go check it out."

"What? Why me?"

"Cause if you don't I'll tell everyone about the-"

"Alright! Alright. Fine, I'll check it out." The gangster said before walking towards the stairwell, grumbling under his breath.

Jacket waited for the thug to get closer, staying still as the thug was right in front of the stairs. Only jumping into motion as the thug saw him, slamming the butt of his pistol into the thug's throat. Crushing it before grabbing him by the scruff on his shirt and using his flailing body as a shield.

"Shit! Fire!" One thug yelled out as multiple quirk-based projectiles crashed into the human shield, shredding the man's flesh apart as Jacket closed in.

Once he was close enough he flung the shredded body at one of the thugs, knocking them over with the sheer force it was flug with. Jacket then kicked at one of the thugs' knees, breaking it like a rotten twig.

He then grabbed the thug by the neck and used them as a shield against an ice spike. The thug with the ice spike froze when she realized she killed her companion. But Jacket quickly blew her brains out before firing a burst into the chest of another thug.

One of the gangsters looked at Jacket with fear in his eyes before he tried to run away. Jacket grabbed them by the neck, the gangster struggling to get free before Jacket broke his neck. Letting the man flop to the ground.

Jacket turned his gaze to the trapped gangster, struggling to get the dead body off of them. Jacket walked over to them.

"H-Hey wa-" Jacket them stomped down on their head, continuing to do so until the head was nothing more than a red smear on the floor. Brain matter caking his boot.

A door to his right suddenly opened. A man holding a shotgun glaring at Jacket.

"EAT LEAD Y-" Jacket put a bullet through his eyes, killing him instantly. Just as Jacket relaxed the doors to the various apartments opened, junkies and other gang members poured out. A dozen hostiles armed with knives, pipes, and bats.

Jacket shot three of the thugs with his machine pistol before the rest swarmed him. Jacket leapt backward as one junkie tried to stab him, he then elbowed a gangster behind him. Breaking their nose before caving their skull in by slamming the butt of his pistol into their forehead.

Grabbing the knife they had before slashing at a junkie that tried to attack him. Slicing off the man's fingers before leaning back as a gangster swung at him. Stabbing the knife into the man's chest before shoving him off.

Bloody knife in hand Jacket stared down the rest of the thugs. All of them were reluctant to try and attack him, the one junkie whose fingers he cut off was wailing in agony behind everyone else.

"WHAT ARE YOU ASSHOLES STANDIN AROUND FO!? PISS KIM!" The man without his fingers cried out, delirious from the shock and blood loss. The once afraid gangsters looked at the man in confusion.

"What?" One of the junkies asked. Jacket then flung the knife into one of the thugs, the blade embedding itself in the temple of one of the gangsters before Jacket rushed another one. Punching the thug, knocking them on their ass; he then grabbed a baseball bat off the floor and used it to block another attack.

Slamming the bat into the heads of the remaining thugs, brain matter and blood flying all over the place as Jacket swung the instrument of death. Slamming it into the rib cage of one junkie, caving his chest in before tearing another thug's jaw clean off with a swing off his bat.

And within a few moments Jacket was the only one left standing, the bat in his hands caked in blood and battered bodies laid dead around him. The junkie with his fingers cut off looking at the masked man in terror.

"H-Hey-"

Jacket simply bashed the man's head in, killing him instantly.

Bat in hand Jacket ascended the last flight of steps. Finding himself in a long hallway that led to a set of double doors, a grey-skinned man with a finely pressed suit and a pair of red glasses.

The agent pointed a Glock at Jacket. "Conta-" The agent was interrupted by Jacket flung the bat at him.

The wooden bat smashed into the Agent's face, knocking him on his ass and breaking his nose.

Jacket rushed over and stomped down on the agent's face repeatedly. Turning the clone's head into red paste.

Once he was certain that the head was thoroughly smashed apart, Jacket picked up the agent's Glock. Switching off the safety and walking through the double doors, finding himself in a large and, compared to the rest of the building, luxurious office.

Paintings and other decorations hanging off the walls, tables lined with stacks of cash and drugs.

And in the center was a large oak desk with a large gray-skinned man sitting behind it. The man was wearing what looked to be an extremely expensive black and red suit, maybe Italian.

The gang boss scowled upon seeing Jacket.

"Who the fuck do y-" Jacket then shot him in between the eyes without hesitation, killing the mobster almost instantly.

Jacket then unleashed the full clip of the Glock into the boss's chest, mainly because he felt like it. Stopping once the gun ran empty.

Dropping the Glock he walked over to the desk, kicking the mob boss over before looking through the cupboards.

Finding a small black briefcase, opening it he saw a USB drive placed in the center of the briefcase. Grabbing it he put the thumb drive into his pocket.

He then pulled out an A.C.E unit before sending someone a message.

{Jack-It: Got the goober, killed the guy. On my way. Have donuts ready por favor.}

[2BDamned: Epic, and sure thing. Cya soon]

Putting the A.C.E unit away he saw a pack of mint gum on the late mob boss's desk, he 'borrowed' it.

As he made his way to leave the room, walking towards the double doors; Jacket suddenly stopped before rolling to the side.

A hail of gunfire chewing through the doors, Jacket waited for the gunfire to die down. Remaining pressed against the walls as he waited.

And after a few moments, the gunfire stopped and two nexus core agents walked in slowly, one holding an HK 416 and the other holding an MP5. Jacket rushed into action, punching the agent with the HK and using him as a bullet shield against the other agents and the ones in the hallway.

Grabbing the agent's Glock he fired at the agent with the MP5, killing him before firing at the agents in the hallway. There were five of them in total, all holding 416's and MP5s.

Jacket fired back, his human shield getting turned into paste by the onslaught of lead. Firing at the agents as they fell to the ground, their blood spraying the walls with each shot.

Once all of the agents were dead he dropped the Glock and picked up an HK 416, chambering a round before descending down the flight of stairs.

Four agents down the stairs with three scouts and two engineers in tow. The agents were armed with HKs while the Scouts had SIG 550s and the engineers were armed with Mossberg 590s.

Jacket fired at two of the agents, killing them before he jumped down the rest of the steps. Avoiding the gunfire with a roll before killing the last two agents.

With the agents dead, Jacket shot one of the scouts in between the eyes before dodging more gunfire. Running towards the last scout before bashing him with the butt of his rifle and using him as a human shield. The two engineers emptied their shotguns into their captured comrade as Jacket shot back.

Hitting one of the engineers square in the chest with a burst before he flung the dead scout at the other engineers. The body hit the clone and dazed him as Jacket ran up to him and slammed the barrel of his rifle into the engineer's throat.

Shooting a round through the engineer's head, brain matter flying out. Jacket rolled sideways as another engineer and two scouts ran up the stairs. Avoiding their gunfire.

He then mag dumped into the three, the rifle rounds tearing them apart before his rifle ran dry.

Dropping the rifle he saw his Venin MP15 on the ground, picking it up he brushed off the blood caking it before reloading it with his last magazine.

Rushing down the stairs he found a dozen agents and scouts scattered all over, with four engineers. Immediately Jacket opened fire on the hostiles, killing three of the agents and two of the scouts with a barrage of 10mm rounds before he jumped behind cover.

Bullets flew over him as he jumped out and shot a burst into the chest of an engineer, killing them before shooting at the rest. Killing another scout before they ducked into cover.

As Jacket fired he noticed something attached to one of the engineer's chest rigs. A High Explosive grenade.

Grabbing the grenade he pulled the pinout and primed it, flinging it towards the Nexus Core mooks.

"GRENA-"

BOOM

The resulting explosion killed most of the mooks, sending gore flying all over the room. Painting it red.

The last remaining Nexus member was an engineer, shrapnel sticking out of his body as he limped out of cover. Dazed, but still in the fight. A knife in one hand, the other hand completely blown off.

Jacket just shot him in the chest. Killing the clone.

With his work done, Jacket exited the building and made his way to his car. Ignoring the military vehicles surrounding the building. He already killed all the Nexus Goons in the area so there was no fear of further reprisal.

Opening the trunk of his car he pulled out a thermite charge before flinging it into the building. He then pulled out a detonator and activated it.

A small explosion reverberated afterward as the building caught on fire.

With the job done Jacket entered the car and drove away, the fire slowly engulfing the building as he watched from the rearview mirror.

A mirror image of himself starring back as he took off the rooster mask. The mirror smiled at him maliciously.

"Do you enjoy seeing people get hurt?"

Jacket didn't answer.

-/-

Venin Inc: Weapons and R&D company focused on researching advancements in robotics, weapons systems, combat vehicles, cybernetics, Artificial Intelligence, etc.

Owned by high-ranking members of S.Q Agency.

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Somewhere in the Mojave

2BDamned put the A.C.E unit back into his coat as he leaned on the metal railing of the outpost he was at. Overlooking most of death valley, which hid a top-secret research facility nestled comfortably in the cliffside of the valley. Buried under tons of rock and sand.

Sighing, the cybernetic doctor turned around and entered the facility, the gray and white metal encompassing the facility made it look spotless while bright blue lights decorated the area.

Scientists running to and from, carrying out different projects for the future of humanity and the endless struggle against anomalies across the space-time continuum.

The station itself was a large multi-level sphere with hundreds of rooms all carrying out different experiments and developing weapons. But his destination was at the very center of the sphere.

Stepping onto one of the omnidirectional monorails and punching in the numbers. The elevator turned on and moved Doc towards his destination.

And before he knew it the high-speed monorail had arrived at their destination. The very center of the sphere.

Sometimes he forgot just how fast Nexus monorails were. So much was going on with his new responsibilities that he barely had any time to relax.

Sighing Doc reached into his coat and pulled out a flask, lifting his mask slightly to down the alcohol within.

With that done he exited the monorail and walked towards the lab. A large steel door containing the experiments within. As soon as he walked up to it, the door slowly opened.

{"Welcome back Doctor."} A robotic voice greeted as he stepped through, entering the decontamination chambers and walking past. Forcing the door lock to override and entering the area.

Dozens of scientists wearing environmental suits looked at him in shock as he casually walked in.

"S-Sir what are you-" One scientist stuttered out as he walked past her.

"I'm fine. The radiation won't hurt me." Doc said as he walked towards a large lead reinforced box that contained the anomaly.

"After all, can't kill what's already dead." Doc said with a grin under his mask.

Looking at the monitor which peered into the box, a liquid metal moved around in the container. As if the liquid metal was alive.

"You are going to be vital to all this." Doc whispered.

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Boss Man's log: This past year has been crazy, huge strides in Project Slayer have been made thanks to that living metal stuff. Multiple busts have been made against the Committee. Things are goin great. And that Izuku kid has some good promise, he'd made a fine member of SQ or AAA. Too bad he's set on being one of those clowns. Hard to believe someone as timid and calm as him is [REDACTED].

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Bingus Moment

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Hey everyone, been a little while. Enjoy this little side chapter.