Izuku read through the scans one last time before he had the data saved. His submersible drones were preparing the most risky of all endeavors he had ever undertaken.
Moving the Faria Laboratory.
Now one may think; Midoriya, you've already moved your own base twice and moved the Sapia Laboratory through the earth and into your own lair. Surely with all this experience in moving such structures this one would be no issue.
Well there is one glaring issue.
The Faria Laboratory is in the ocean, sealed away from the rest of the world.
To move such a structure he would have to be constantly monitoring it. Keeping track of everything from the slightest deviation of the route too the smallest change in water pressure. One wrong move could tear the entire structure to scrap, allowing the ocean to fully claim its treasures as it had been attempting to for the past two hundred years. Every single one of his Sews (S.E.U. or Submersible Extraction Units) was programmed to follow an exact course, and make any change should the need arise.
Still, he had to begin moving the Laboratory as the chaos begins in Tartarus. It's the only things that could create enough of a distraction for this move. It only take a few hours but any form of costal detection or tsunami buoy runs the risk of exposure due to the amount of water being displaced.
He ran a hand through his hair and groaned as the computer beeped and flashed red. Another failed estimation that could doom the whole operation. Huffing, Izuku ran another simulation and glared at his screen. "That makes two hundred eighty three failures too one hundred forty one successful extractions." He muttered before leaning back.
The screen beeped once again and Izuku had to resist the urge to bang his head on the keyboard. It wasn't a failed simulation this time, just another message from that insane A.I. in the Faria Laboratory. "Please be that its shutting up?" Izuku half begged before he opened the message. "By the powers vested in my grand being, I demand that you..." Izuku groaned before he was even half way through the message. "I'm going to turn that thing into a toaster so help me." he said with venom. Closing the message he rubbed his face and let out a long sigh.
"Would either of them have a problem with that?" he pondered out loud. "No Master." Izuku almost fell out of his chair as Shockwave answered him from the computer. "Ah, well Shockwave. Since you're here, how's the progress on Tartarus preparation?" Izuku asked. "The last of the Armored Squadrons have been outfitted with submersible modifications. Once the last of the calculations for the Faria extraction have been finished we can begin." Shockwave answered. "Good to see at least one of us is caught up on our tasks." Izuku said before leaning back.
"Is there an issue Master?" Shockwave inquired. "Yes, see the competitive rates of success to failure. I've been making the simulations run for any situation. The main issue is that the sheer amount of situations that can be brought on by environment are pushing the adaptive programs to their limits." Izuku explained. "So we will have to issue direct commands while undergoing the extraction." Shockwave summarized. "Probably, we don't want to risk running short or over shooting any changes." Izuku said. "Indeed." Shockwave replied.
The computer ran yet another simulation before flashing green. "Thank you." Izuku muttered as he looked over the successful simulation. "Let's run these again. Shockwave would you be willing to watch over the tests while I get something to eat?" Izuku asked. "I am more than capable." Shockwave answered as Izuku felt his exosuit moving. "I'll be back." he said as he let his suit carry him to the atrium of the lab.
Nothing.
No form of assurance or intention from these visitors. They really are rude, guests such as these ought to be kicked out. Sadly he can't get the facility for listen to him. Something cut him off, it had to be that. He couldn't just be trapped in here, incapable of doing anything in this shell of lifeless metal.
"They, they must obey me, they have too." The core spoke slowly. "I... I am... The one meant to rule." it continued speaking. Another drone passed it, not even turning its camera to face it. "Obey me!!!!" The core shouted. Suddenly the door to the room closed.
Had, had the drone closed the door? Do they have the strength and power to do such a thing?
I MUST KNOW!!!
Attempting to spread their influence the core began hacking into the restored lab server.
Attempted to atleast.
The Lab server was gone, practically empty. Not a single piece of old data was present, it was almost as though something had moved every file available to a different server without it noticing. All it could feel was the scurring of hundreds of these small drones swarming the entire lab. Every last one of them locked up right behind several firewalls and encryptions.
Not one option to escape.
"No... I... I can't be trapped in here." The core lamented. Its voice unheard as the door blocked any sound from escaping. Then something hit it, a lone message that struck it with full force. 'You are, there is no escape." was all it said.
"Am I in hell?" The core wondered before it felt the lab shift.
Tartarus prison, the same hellscape it always has been.
Kaina Tsutsumi, otherwise known as Lady Nagant, just huffed as she leaned against the wall in her straight jacket. Trying to ease the pain in her arms as the jacket resisted every attempt. She could feel the leering from her other prisoners, all the perverted glances or stares of pure disdain.
She was an ex-hero after all, ex-heroes tend to be targeted in prison. Her own attractiveness just being another bit thrown onto her own situation. Thankfully prisoners are not allowed to leave their cells unless under heavy escorted and sedation.
Well, on this level at least.
It's a bit easier on levels one too three, you get treated like this is a normal prison for the most part. Levels four to seven tend to be worse, but still manageable. She's on level eleven, the level reserved for the lowest of the low. Only the worst criminals are here; Mass murderers, domestic terrorists, and people who simply know too much.
Guess where she is.
Sure, she isn't a good person, she did a lot for the H.P.S.C. before she was arrested for killing the previous head of the Comission. The sheer amount of blood on her hands could match many of these psychos, but she did it with few questions. So she just leaned back, glaring back at any of the fools who leered her way with perverted intentions.
Just because she can't use her arms or her Quirk doesn't mean she was defenseless.
Then she felt something shake. It started as nothing more than a small jostle. Then it grew, guards attempted to call in and prisoners took notice of it all. It all stopped as every door was opened and the lights went out.
She had enough training in low light environments to be fine. Many of the guards were shouting as she could hear the Prisoners start a riot. She could see the brief outlines of numerous other prisoners ganging up on the present guards. Gunshots started to echo through the prison as all forms of communication were lost.
The scent of blood flooded her nose, causing her to glare out farther. The prison kept shaking as she pulled herself to her feet. She had to get the damn jacket off if she wanted to get out of here.
With slow and steady steps she began her trek through the unseen chaos.
Then the whole prison shook with a loud explosion. a brief flash illuminated the prison for her, showing prisoners locked in conflict with guards. Some lie dead on the ground as others were being pushed back. She continued downwards, desperate for something to get rid of this straight jacket.
As she kept close to the walls she could hear more prisoners moving. Guards shouting in desperation as they were slowly being pushed back. Anothing explosion echoed out before she felt something wet hit her feet.
Shit, had the purge been activated.
She doubled her pace, not wanting to find out if it had been activated.
As she continued upwards she felt a presense. It was most unnerving and powerful presence. With a glance around a corner she could see a deep red glow as a haunting figure stood over the warden.
All For One.
She had heard about the Demon Lord of the Criminal Underworld. She had enough luck to never run into him, but she was informed of his existence. She had heard rumors that he was residing in the lowest level of Tartarus, but she had no way to be sure.
Now it's right in front of her.
Parts of his body was distorted, almost as though parts of other people's bodies were cut off and put into his own. As the light faded she could see him standing with a smug look upon his face. "Ah, Miss Nagant, I had heard of you and your exploits." he spoke, his voice a mix of three different ones. She grit her teeth and faced off against the Demon Lord in front of her.
"Trouble with your jacket?" Afo inquired. She didn't answer him, just glaring at him despite the sudden weakness in her legs. "Well, I have other things to do than steal your Quirk. Good day." Afo said before he turned around and began walking out.
Kaina just stood there, frozen as she watched All For One walk away. All the chaos around her continued, yet she just stayed locked in place. Even as her straight jacket grew slack and fell off of her.
Her breathing continues at a steady pace before she grabbed onto the nearest wall. Her legs almost faltered as her figure began to crash. "Hell." was all she said before yet another explosion rocked her free. "I need to escape." she said before running down a different path than the one All For One took.
There may be one official way in or out of Tartarus, but she doesn't want to meet the defensive line designed to keep prisoners in. She isn't bullet proof, nor explosion proof, or even fire proof. Only a villain like All For One could escape by leaving out the door of this place.
Then she heard something approaching. Loud metal footsteps grew closer with faint echoed of wheels turning. 'Had they activated the battle suits?' She pondered before catching sight of another figure approaching. It was tall and completely metallic, looking around with various glowing red eyes.
"Miss Nagant, I am in need of your services. Come with me if you wish to escape." The machine said as it held a hand out. Kaina just glared at the machine before turning her arm into its rifle form. She grit her teeth as the lack of practice and comfort hit her as the bone construct took aim. "You are tired, do you wish to fight now, I am offering you a means out of here." The machine inquired. Kaina just glared before letting her rifle arm slump down. "Excellant, let us get going now." The machine said before she heard something open up. Two more machines stepped out from the darkness, a large metal container in their hands. "This submersible will take you to the lair. There is a recording inside that shall entail your required services." The machine said as the container opened up to a comfortable looking chair.
With little choice Kaina stepped into the container, letting it close behind her as she felt it begin moving. A small hatch on the inside let her see what was happening outside of the submersible. She could see the machines carrying the sub to the waters edge, then they all jumped.
She gripped the handles as she felt a pair of belts wrap around her torso. The submersible shook for a second before she looked our again. She could see bits of Tartarus engulfed in chaos before she saw a whole fleet's worth of those machines. They moved in synch, their packs carrying her through the water.
Suddenly the speakers in the sub shot to life. "Hello Lady Nagant, or do you prefer I call you Tsutsumi. I am referred to as the Master, though most know me as the Mole. I understand you have vast knowledge on the Comission and reasons to hate them. What I have to offer is something most irresistible." The speakers paused as Kaina looked at them confused.
"Work for me and we will bring down the Hero Public Safety Comission."