Izuku inspected the gathered remains of the creatures. R and B Models all around him were hard at work dissecting the as Izuku had the Issue Models scan them. His helmet screen was a river of flashing data as the information slowly fed in.
DNA, Bone marrow, BMI, blood types, and many more were slowly being compiled.
Each Creature was cut up, various organs and limbs being stored in nearby containers. The data was even run through his connected network, allowing him to make any connection to the surface level police databank.
And this had led Izuku to a harrowing discovery.
Every single one of these things was a person at one point. They were all normal, they worked, they loved, they had families, now they were these mindless beasts. Such a thought of how these things came to be made his want to vomit. "Those sick fucks." he muttered as he went through the data of each missing person.
Izuku turned away, letting his R and B Models finish the dissection. He returned to the computer and typed a command into the Issue Droid which was following along the beast's tunnel. If those who sent these things found it, he wasn't going to let them trace it back to him.
Then something else caught his attention.
The DNA scanners began detecting something else. Turning in his seat Izuku watched as the screen generated a Double Helix model for each of the beasts. Certain parts were highlighted, others appeared to be horribly mishandled and hastily repaired. Yet as he watched the feed he came to his second horrifying discovery.
These things had multiple Quirks.
Nedzu just wanted to take a break. Drink one of his imported Chinese teas perhaps. The HSPC was at it again, making demands for any able bodied hero with skills in excavation, search and rescue, hacking, and many more. It was honestly overblown, taking so many heroes on such a goose chase would leave gaps that many villains would be more than happy to exploit.
He already had to argue with the representative on taking Cementoss and Power Loader for this. He couldn't just let them take his main support course teacher and emergency school repair man for something that could take months. He wasn't going to leave his school that vulnerable.
Then his phone pinged.
Nedzu picked it up, and he frowned. The Droids had struck again. This time they had an entire factory emptied out and half buried under nightfall. Nedzu breathed in slowly, jumping off of his chair and walking over to one of his cabinets. He pulled out a locked wooden box, opening it with a three digit code, and pulled out a bag of tea leaves.
This was going to be a long day.
"How, why does this joker get to be on the news so much?" Tomura lamented as he watched the latest news report. That same group, now much larger than last time, had looted an entire factory before letting its entire first floor sink into the dirt. He was trying to gather mooks and fodder for his strike against U.A. with the gift from sensei. Yet nothing could get through the sea of chatter about this latest robbery.
"Kurogiri!!!" he called. The butler appeared in a collection of fog before he turned to Tomura. "Yes, young master?" he asked. "I want this fucker dead, he's ruining our rep before we can even get it off the ground!!!" Tomura yelled while pointing at the TV.
Kurogiri just looked at him and sighed.
"Young Master, Sensei has an interest in him. He believes that if we can create an alliance then we would become unstoppable." Kurogiri replied. "Why?" Tomura asked. "Imagine an army of robots, all at our beck and call." Kurogiri summarized.
"Ah, but would a Droid army truly stack up against the heroes?" Tomura asked. "Look for yourself, they can't catch him even with all the robberies committed." Kurogiri said. "He's digging, he's under the ground. He's a god damn mole man." Tomura said as his tone grew more irritated.
"Why the Hell should we work with him??!!!!!!!"
All For One sifted through the tablet in his hands. His tracking Quirks had followed the Noumu for ten kilometers before they got out of his reach. Then he had to rely on the implanted trackers to know where they were.
So when he saw all the trackers suddenly fall silent he was surprised. Had the Noumus unearthed themselves and been sighted by heroes and police? Had they hit a power line and fired the group? Did they just fucking eating each other because they were First Generation Noumu?
Afo looked through the data feed on the trackers for the half hour before they went dark.
'Nothing.'
'Nothing.'
'Nothing.'
'Family of Moles.'
'Nothing.'
'Nothing.'
'Sudden shift.' Afo paused as he saw the Noumus start moving around. Rather than the straight path they had been traveling they began circling, then moving upwards. Afo concentrated harder as the Noumu group dug up, and up, then suddenly dropped. Then a brief pause before all the trackers were fried by a sudden burst of electricity.
This narrowed it down. Either they found something to eat, followed it, and struck softer earth which led them to being mass execution via powerline. Or they were being led somewhere, and killed via shock.
Afo pulled back the video of the Dynamo Robbery, replaying the scene where a collection of witnesses were left writhing on the ground due to some sort of weapon. "One step closer, then you'll be mine." Afo muttered as he displayed the last location of the trackers before they had gone dark.
Izuku looked out at his now expanded lab. With the fright from those creatures he saw fit to expand rapidly. Machinery was hard at work producing more Brick and Head Models. Issue Models were acting as perimeter guard, using their scanners to see far past the base's own reach.
R and B Models were everywhere, some were putting the new machinery to use, others were maintaining the expansion of the base. Some were helping Izuku with his newest project. His latest creation to aid in his illegal projects.
The Entier Squadron, a group of four machines designed for medical and biological works. Izuku knew he had his limits, he was a mechanic and a robotics expert, not a geneticist. So the Entier Squadron was meant to fill in that gap.
He was treading into dangerous waters. He had to be ready for anything that would try to stop him. The Entiers would create what he needed to counter such things, fill in the gaps that he can't yet reach with technology through works of Quirk mastery.
It left a bitter taste in his mouth that he has to do this.
He never wanted to get involved with Quirks. He never wanted to bother gaining one, or finding a way to destroy one. Yet here he is, faced with a group that can seemingly mess with someone's genetics to the point that they can imbue multiple Quirks into someone.
Now the Entier's projects were to be of last resort. He doesn't want to be reliant on their works when he could be improving his machines with every robbery.
Still, it's nice to have something to use should he have his back up against the wall.
"Yes, I know that it will be costly, but I want to make a demonstration. Its thanks to that video that people started buying the P.A.M.s. If we can do the same with this new model then it will make far more." Izuku argued over the phone. "I know it will be difficult to get some police and first responders on scene to help with the demonstrations, but this can help." Izuku said.
"Ok, you'll do it, thank you." Izuku paused as the phone chattered on. "I need to find the site for it. Ok, I've been looking already." Izuku said. "Yes, thank you, I'll se you at the demonstration." Izuku finished as he let his arm sag.
He ran a hand through his hair. 'Why does crime have to be less complicated than business?' he lamented. Izuku swapped to through his apps, looking for a local construction company that was cheap enough for his budget. He made a small list and sited which would be best for said demonstration.
"Now, let's see how much money I can get from this." he muttered before closing his phone.
All For One leaned back in his chair. "You sly son of a bitch." he muttered as the news played again. Every report just made him more antsy to finally get this technician onto his side. A whole factory just taken in the middle of the night, left with the whole first floor sunken beneath the ground.
What's more impressive is just how bloodless this heist was.
But Afo is confident he can get the villain's bloodlust going with just a couple days. He had sent a small group of lesser Noumu, this time with no extra Quirks, to follow after the path. They didn't have to reach the spot where the prior group fell, just see how far they could go.
Then the phone rang.
"Yes." he said as he saw the ID on the caller. "We have something getting closer, its following the tunnel. It already passed the Noumu we sent in." Garaki's voice echoed out of the phone. "Send a Noumu to retrieve it." Afo scoffed. "I did sir, the Noumu can't get it without destabilizing the whole thing. The intruder is digging through the ground over a meter away from the tunnel." Garaki responded.
"Fine, wait for the intruder to get closer, then activate one of the scramblers." Afo instructed. "Understood sir." Garaki replied. Afo leaned back once again. "So, he's trying to get to us. I can use this." Afo muttered as he traced the data on his tablet.
Izuku watched as the Issue mk1 he had sent following the tunnel suddenly stopped. The shielded tracker remained unaffected, but the Droid itself just stopped. It at least had the time to show him the other end of the tunnel before it went fully dark and the data became scrambled.
With shaking hands Izuku activated the Issue's fail safe. He gave a small salute as the tracker and all other parts of the Droid ceased. He turned his attention to the other screen, the one showing the new pack of things moving through the tunnel. He sent two more Issue Droids their way, set to destroy the tunnel and bury the creatures.
Izuku leaned back, this was going to be a long day.