Bailey placed the last two boys from the room into the hallway. The rest of whom were inside were placed up against the wall, all of them still unconscious. Their vitals still pulsed fine enough to not bring concern. Bailey stayed knelt as he looked at Geus.

The words Geus spoke before they attempted to leave. 'I want this place burned. No one else should be sent here once we save it.'. Geus stood at the doorway, his body couldn't remain still in any stance. Every few seconds either a foot stepped forward, or his back leaned from side to side, or his hands scratched his face.

Bailey pushed off his knee and walked behind him. "I rigged some of the fallen bombs from your fight into the room, everyone is out." He placed a hand on Geus's shoulder and squeezed. "All we have to do is clip some wires into the elevator to make sure it can't drop to this level."

"Let's do it. I'm ready."

Bailey called the elevator and the two waited patiently. The ding rang through their ears, a mere distraction as the doors opened. Geus walked in first, he saw the panel. The floor labeled as his, and the key slot still with the key inside.

Geus's mind became cloudy, his quirk exercised to his arm and smashed into the key. A large dent broken in the center with no key slot seen after.

"That's ah," Bailey popped his head into the opening. "one way to do it." Bailey walked fully in and clicked the upper level. The icon glowed and the doors closed. "At least it still works."

"I'm-I'm sorry. I just didn't want to see that again." Geus whispered. His fear overcame his voice, obvious to Bailey.

"It's alright." Bailey opened the phone that belonged to Yuki. He pressed on the screen and a small thud from below followed. "Everything is still running, isn't it?"

"You think the room is done for right? Nobody will ever go back there, right?"

"Well." Bailey grabbed both ends of the phone and snapped it in half. "As long as we win this war, I'm instated as Warden, yes, that room will be locked off. Unless we," he nudged at Geus's shoulder. "create so much of a scene the whole building gets destroyed."

"If destroying this place is what it takes, then so be it." Geus looked down at the red stained white T-shirt Bailey wore. It was ripped and torn from the fight he never saw, and the way his body bulked through. "How are you holding up with all this?"

"Definitely slowed us down doing that. But for you, Geus, it's worth it. Just promise me, I'll see my kid one more time."

The door opened up before Geus had a chance to answer. Brightly lit, clean room with a full area rug, paintings on every wall, and a 300 pound desk on the far wall. The Warden's office, full 360 glass to overlook the yard, entrance, and the nearby streets.

The laptop on the desk closed to reveal an extremely pissed off fake Iroh. His veins pulsed on his forehead from pure street. His eyes were bloodshot and angered, if his jaw could break his teeth they would now.

"How the fuck did she fail me! Fail Iroh!" He snapped his fingers and appeared before the two. "Do you wish for your grandfather's death?" He snapped back to the desk and grabbed his phone. "One fucking button! Now just give me the damn password!"

Bailey raised his hands and stepped forward. "You want to see what's on it?" Iroh didn't respond, his finger over the screen was an answer enough. He walked over to the laptop and twisted it to him. He typed a few keys and looked back up. "Drop the phone. All you have to do is hit enter. But" he held out his hand for the phone. "I need that."

Iroh was hesitant, but succumbed to the demand. He dropped the phone into Bailey's hand and twisted the laptop back to him.

"What are you doing, Bailey! Giving him is what we were fighting against." Geus stomped forward as he spoke.

Bailey held his other hand out to signal Geus to stop. Iroh's eyes went from a kid on Christmas to the same anger. "What the hell is this? It's just files, there's nothing!"

"Exactly, Iroh was no prophet of the new world. He was just another man in a corporate job." In a flash he threw the phone to Geus. His hands grasped the solid maple wood desk and flung it into Iroh.

Bailey collided with the desk as a follow up. Iroh had no chance to react and took the full impact of the attack. His body bounced off the glass and straight back into the desk. He looked back at Geus. "I know how his quirk works, your grandfather is probably in the holding cells. Go!"

Geus didn't hesitate and nodded at the soldier. He twisted right back to the elevator and focused his quirks on his arms. His fist hammered down to the elevator's floor; he smashed clean through and straight down. Geus was ready and clinged onto the following floor.

He pulled himself up the small ledge and pried the doors open. He was back on the main floor, and he knew exactly where the cells were. He sprinted down the hall and rounded a few more corners.

The familiar black blurs of Nomu around the corner pressed inside one of the cells. Geus's quirk fully wrapped around his body. The heat his gas gave off almost burned his own resistance. The emotion of nothing but hatred and anger enveloped his soul.

He didn't have to smash through the iron bars as he melted through them. He grabbed hold of one of the Nomus that had zero reaction to him.

The other watched as his comrade had a pair of thick purple hands grab onto its skull. The steam and sizzle of flesh and gas mixed into one. The purple sap that became of it trickled to the ground. The electricity did nothing to him, if anything it amplified the pleasure of his act.

Geus's attention snapped to the other. His hand shoved into the weird beak. His gas continued to flow out into his hand. The wretched state of his purple filled eyes drove more of his power. The side of his hand expanded more and more, eventually the beak snapped straight up. The gas melted through its skull and out of Nomus's eyes.

"Congrats, you won." A voice called from behind.

Geus snapped around, not realizing his quirk was still massive; flung the Nomu's body into the iron.

The blacked out body held both hand in the air. He clicked a bottom on his phone, and a collapse stole Geus's attention.

"Grandfather!" Geus's quirk evaporated in a second. He spun around and grabbed the barely conscious man. Geus grabbed a pair of black rods impaled in Gaz's shoulders. "Thank God."

"Don't thank that man." Gaz coughed, his arms wrapped around his favorite child. "You did this yourself."

Geus pressed his head against Gaz's and gently propped him against the wall. "Let me take care of this." He turned back around to the ninja-like kid.

"I'm the one Iroh called Jammer. But please just call me Levy." His hands remained in the air. "I get it if you don't want to take me prisoner, but please don't kill me."

"You've seen what you did, the damage you caused. Why? Why should I just let you live!" Geus's quirk started to loosely cover the air around him. "You held my grandfather hostage! You nearly killed an innocent guard! And yet you follow the man that ruined our lives! And now you beg!" The gas around him hardened into a wall of spikes.

Levy started to back up out of fear, his legs wiggled and cautiously hit the ground. "Look I get it! I feared what he was doing up there! It was either join him or die like the others!"

The spikes grew bigger. "I'm tired of being lied to by you lot of cultists! Why should I trust you!"

"Behind you along the benches are hooked up with quirk dampeners. It's how I held your grandfather, hook me up there and send in reinforcements. I'll go quietly."

Geus nodded at the bench. Levy nodded back and slowly walked to the first section of the bench. He grabbed the two ankle collars and slapped them on. The green light turned on and the Nomu's bodies stopped the volts of electricity.

"I saw everything, it's why I didn't signal the alarm for Iroh. In truth I would've never tried to betray him."

"But you did." Geus's guard wasn't down, not in the slightest. He was ready for the moment of betrayal to rise again.

"Because I didn't think anyone could stop Iroh, but you did. I'm not much of a fighter. I fight Iroh and he snaps my neck! You gotta understand!" Levy started to tear up, unable to hide it and it came out in full force. The tears didn't stop, they flowed out and puddled the ground. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"Just sit tight. When Bailey comes back down it's over."

The ceiling just outside the cell exploded into dust. Geus was ready, his stand wide and spikes targeted for the spot. The large, obese round shape of the guy before appeared through. The boy was full of bruises and blood. His face swelled, his eyes shot shut and mouth gaped. He tried to speak for only mumbles to come out.

A snap came behind the boy for him to flash in front of Geus. Barely he reacted to hurl the fat man up but still took him out. They blasted through the back of the cell and into the fenced yard.

"It was all a lie! That's all you do! Heathens!" Iroh shouted till his voice cracked. "A pointless trick that did nothing! A true believer could see the lies you spat!"

Geus pushed the body off of him. The dark sky shrouded him from the inside. Seemingly out of sight of Iroh. Geus took position behind the boy. He laid his spikes down firmly into the ground around him. He witness Iroh toss Bailey's limp body on the ground. His quirk and boost apparently gone.

"You! What the fuck are you doing?" Iroh snapped his clench around Levy's throat. "Do you wish to end up like him? Dead?"

Geus tapped his fingers in the neck fold. There was nothing, a solid minute without a single beat. Geus started to lose focus, his eyes looked up to the tower. Glass broken on every panel, blood smears from what the poor lighting was able to show. And on the ground, he wasn't there.

"He stopped believing." The man laughed. "I asked for him to collude in the same belief but the idiot saw what the nonbeliever gave."

"I don't know what you saw." Levy groaned, his hands grasped around Iroh's. His attempt to pry them off was unsuccessful. "Geus beat me, I couldn't stop him. I swear!" His hand jerked to the side of the exposed wall. "Look! The Nomus! He got his grandfather and ran!"

Iroh shoved the boy back into the seat. Only his head turned to the wall. "Then why is Gaz's body in the hole?" His arm raised above his waist and snapped. In a mere second he was out of view. The hairs on Geus's neck stood up, his quirk opened the seal and surrounded his back.

"Found you." Iroh's voice lowered and hinted to growl.

Geus's quirk opened the shell and wrapped around his legs. Iroh snapped again, this time next to the prison's wall. His leg pivoted and slammed Geus into it. The hold didn't loosen, which only made Iroh angrier. He snapped again to the open field then back into the wall and slammed him.

"I'm not letting go." Geus crawled up Iroh's leg to face him dead in the eye. He grasped the mask and pulled it off. His face arched up into a grin. "It's over. It's all over." Geus grabbed Iroh's throat and surrounded his neck in the gas. "You've gone too far this time." Geus pulled him back, his intention to throw him against the wall.

Iroh fought back and snapped his fingers. The sudden shift without realization caused them to tumble and fall. Geus and Iroh rolled back but ended up back on their feet. Geus moved more of the gas to Iroh's hands.

"Could've just been knocked out. Should've done this a long time ago."

"Don't you fu-" He shouted at the noise of bones cracking. His legs have out and dropped to the ground, only to kneel there and scream. Geus released the boy and stepped back. "My fucking hands!" His eyes were full of tears and panic as they watched helplessly. Unable to move the bent backwards limbs.

"Sometimes to do the right thing I have to hurt, hurt badly." Geus huffed. "You killed in front of my eyes. A digression I couldn't overlook."

He looked up, half his lips open and twitched. "You're as much a killer as I am." He said through the grit of pain. "You think it's okay 'cause you're a hero? Think you're better all of a sudden."

Geus squatted down to his level, his legs wide out as his gas covered arms rested on them. "I spent years having people agree I was a murderer, nothing good could come from me. And no, I'm no hero. Plenty are deserving of that title. I just want a different one." Geus hooked Iroh hard in the jaw, his body limp on the ground, barely conscious. "I want to be the one called when the Paladin's job wasn't enough."

Iroh's eyes brightened up and coughed, the noise crackled and and deep. "Exactly what Iroh preached."

Geus kicked Iroh in the gut. "I bet I know what Bailey showed up there. It wasn't this gospel like Iroh promised, it was just records. Detailed records that showed exactly how to brainwash you. And with you." Geus began to aggressively point at the boy. "Your highly addictive personality just fell right into it didn't it?"

"Shut up! You wouldn't understand! You had all these stupid people around you! The system needs to change! It needs to drop and Iroh knows that!"

"He worked for the Yukuza! Convinced other kids to help kidnap others! And now turned the country to anarchy! I could go kill someone in broad daylight and nothing will happen to me!"

"It's a movement!" With his broken hands Iroh pushed himself up off his feet. "Movements have casualties. 'Cause without casualties, nobody listens."

"Don't kill him, Geus!" Gaz yelled out. Geus didn't turn around, he wasn't going to drop his guard for a second. "You'll regret it, just remember the mission!" Gaz grabbed his boy's shoulder and pulled him back. "It won't do any good." He faced Iroh. "With him alive, UA can get whatever information he knows on LOV's goals."

"I know, but all that he's done. Deserved to break a few bones, after all the destruction he caused."

"Trust me, I broke my former boss's fat nose but he's better alive than dead. Go make sure your friend upstairs is alive." The gas flowed from his nose and wrapped around Iroh's wrists and snapped off the connection.

"Can you at least tell me how you do that?"

"Didn't I tell you earlier?" Gaz laughed. "I'm truly losing my memory." He cleared his throat as he grabbed Iroh's neck and pulled. "It's a mixture of my quirk and blood. Since I comes from my heart it's able to live with my blood and not disintegrate." With his open arm he wrapped Geus around. "You can't do it cause your quirk is oxygen based, not blood based. Your oxygen depletes once it's released out of your body. You know? The basic formula of human life?"

"Shut up, maybe I just forgot, ever thought about that?"

Gaz squeezed tighter. "I love you, my boy."

"I love you too, grandfather."

"Also drop the grandfather, at least just call me Grandpa or something. I know you probably called the other old fart that."

"Alright grandpa, whatever you say."

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