Chapter 1: Rebirth
The red lights flashed throughout the facility as several people started to run around the halls, wearing everything between riot gears and lab goats in the center of all this was a young man in his early twenties with a bowl cut and round glasses who was one of the people wearing a lab coat, this man was going by the name Nichi, "What the hell is going on?" he looked around as several people ran around until he noticed the lab director a short chubby man, running at full speed down the hall. "Director!" yelled Nichi as he ran as fast as he could to chase after the director. For a moment this proved to be a bit of a challenge as Nichi was by no means athletic but lucky for him neither was the director. "Director."
The Director turned slightly as he noticed Nichi chasing after him, "You're the new boy right!" he said as he kept moving.
"Yes sir, the name is Nichi," he said between breaths. "What's happening sir?"
The director slowed to a stop as he took a few deep breaths, "Something terrible," he said before walking around the corner seeing several guards leaning against the wall. "And it seems to be getting worse."
The guards turned and saluted as they saw the director, "Director sir, that bastard killed several of our men, please grant us permission to use our quirks, we can deal with the threat immediately if you'd let us."
"And kill the project, are you mad!" yelled the director, "We've spent years on this project and it was all done naturally over a decade. Do you have any idea the set back we would have if it was damaged."
"Isn't it just a prototype sir." yelled the guard
"Prototype or not you are not damaging that subject." yelled the director firmly.
"Prototype?" said Nichi, getting their attention, Nichi blinked for a moment as he processed what they said, "You mean the artificial human?"
The Director sighed before turning back to the guard, "Is the subject still in lab wing 3?"
"Yes sir."
"Close it down," said the director, shocking the guards who were about to protest, "We shall release the newer subjects to deal with him."
The guards looked nervous but nodded before pulling out a radio, "I got orders from the director to close down lab wing 3, I repeat, lock it down, now."
Suddenly a big thick steel door began to shut and close off the hallway from the next lab wing over as the final door shut in front of them Nichi muttered, "I don't get it?"
The director turned to him, "This will keep the subject from leaving and the other subjects will handle the prototype, they all have been outfitted with control chips and explosives in their chest in case they go rogue, which is not really necessary, they all have proven to be quite loyal to us, some of them even have access to the doors, when they have the prototype in hand they will notify us." as he looked at the guards.
The guards gave a nod back, "The subjects have just been remotely released and are being notified of the mission as we speak."
"Excellent."
"That's not what I mean," said Nichi, getting the director's attention. "The artificial human prototype is just a regular human right, no quirks, no cybernetic or mutated augmentations, right? He wasn't even given any growth agents to age him up, he was practically made naturally right, how can he cause all this damage?"
The Director was slightly surprised by the question before realizing that Nichi was the new guy, "I guess you didn't hear but the prototype was based on a bare handed killer."
"WHAT!? Why, why on earth was the prototype of the project a bare handed killer."
"Because he had the the clearest physical record of his life," said the Director before he started to explain, "He was trained from a extremely young age in the art of combat and his dead body was preserved incredible well by the organization he worked for, so it made him perfect for being our base for this project and several others to come."
Nichi thought it over, "Okay I can see that, especially for the artificial warrior project but then why is he doing this, he should have no memory of his past life or does he?"
"Of course not," scoffed the Director, "He was made complete from scratch to match the former body he has no memory of anything else but this facility, my best guess is that during the tests to see if he could inherit his muscle memory so did his blood thirst."
"That sounds interesting," came a voice from behind them, Nichi turned to see several buff men in suits walking towards them, with the man in the lead being the biggest. Nichi recognized him immediately as the head of the special guard unit Konada, a man well over six feet tall and covered in muscles. "I've been meaning to get a good fight in."
The Director shook his head, "I'm afraid Konada, that will not be necessary, the prototype only has the body of a teenager and we've just released the other subjects to capture him and those subjects are based off of some of the greatest warriors in history, they out number the prototype and all have been aged up to adulthood. The prototype has no chances."
Konada growled in disappointment, "I thought this would be a good chance to test the upgrades on my quirk."
The Director gave a quick laugh, "That would be overkill on a brat who has no quirk." Suddenly the alarm lights turned off and the grinding of metal as the shutter doors started to open, "Ah it looks like they have captured the prototype. Now all that's left is the clean up and the paperwork," he then sighed before looking over at the guards, "Oh and of course replacing our losses."
Nichi gave a side glance at the Director, 'Replacing our losses, I guess you really do see all of us as replaceable for the sake of his projects. Well I guess I'm not that different as long as I get paid…'
Nichi was brought out of his thoughts as the final shutter door started to open revealing a figure of a grown man barely standing with both of his arms broken in several different areas along his arms as he was gasping for air but couldn't due to a the hole in his throat pouring out blood, he took two steps forward before falling face first to the ground, dead. As the grown man fell he revealed another figure behind him, a teenage that was covered head to tow in blood but didn't look injured in the slightest, beneath the blood they could see well tone form of his muscles on his lean figure along with his hair that was matted down to his body due to the blood. Though it was his eyes that sent the fear of god, no the devil down Nichi's spine, they were out of fear or mercy and clearly conveyed the message that he would kill them. 'He's a monster, no, a devil!'
"What?! How… how did you open these doors, you don't have that access?" shouted the Director.
The teenager gave a devil's grin as he stepped over the corpse of the man he killed without so much as a care about the corpse, "In your incredible failed attempts to make an army of artificial warriors with no emotions, you seemed to have forgotten to remove their value for their own life. It wasn't too hard to convince one of them to open the doors for me with a little... physical persuasion." he said with a smile.
'He's enjoying this,' Thought Nichi as he realized they had to run away immediately.
"HAHAHAHAHA," laughed Konada as he stepped forward taking off his suit coat, "You know for a quirkless little shit, you might actually be fun to play with."
"Konada, don't kill him," ordered the Director, "We still need him for research."
"Don't worry doc," said Konada as he started stretching his hands, "This little shit might be able to handle these quirkless freaks," as he gestured to the corpse, "But against a quirk, he's nothing." The prototype didn't respond to the jab at him being quirkless if anything it amused him.
That's when Nichi knew "This won't even be a fight, he'll kill him."
"He better not," said the Director quickly, "We've invested considerable time into that prototype even more time to repair him. Konada's quirk allows him to triple his strength and with the augmentations we've given him he can now multiply it by five so I doubt the prototype will come out unscathed."
"No sir that's not what I meant," said Nichi as they all saw Konada charge forward with his first raised high in the air, "Konada he has no chance," the big man brought his fist down aiming right at the teens head but right as the fist was about to connect it practically phased through the prototypes head as he dodged at the last second, "Of winning this fight." as the quirkless boy then counter striked by punching the mountain man in the face causing a geyser of blood to erupt from his nose.
The boy hopped back and got into a loose fighting stance, "Okay, I'll play with you."
Konada looked down at his hand as he saw his own blood in his hands, "That's it you little shit, you're dead!" roared Konada as he rushed forward at his foe. Everyone watched for a moment as a majority thought Konada would kill him but it quickly turned into amazement and horror as they saw the prototype move. None of Konada's attacks were landing, each and every time he tried to hit the prototype, he would dodge by just a hair and it became clear that was his intention. 'I don't understand, how am I not hitting him.'
"Because you're weak," said the teenager as he smiled at his opponent, "You have such strength and right now as my body as is I can tell you easily double my strength," as he dodged another strike, "But you are just wasting so much movement and strength. Honestly you are so sloppy," he leaned back slightly to dodge another blow, "Have you ever actually been in a real fight before?"
His Comments were just making Konada more and more angry, "SHUT UP!" as he made a wide swing that hit the side of the wall making a massive dent in the metal wall.
"I have to say I am disappointed," said the prototype from behind Konada, "I have heard such amazing things about people with quirks throughout the years but this is pathetic, are you sure you're supposed to be elite?"
Konada saw red as he eyed his opponent, seeing red he charged at the prototype, "DIE YOU QUIRKLESS SHIT!" Everyone had thought Konada had simple gone blind with rage but he was actually still level headed, 'I'll make him think I've gone berserker and when he's in close I'll give him a kick to knock him on his ass.' he thought and as he predicted the teenager didn't move as he saw the grown man charging at him, his expression didn't change as he got within range of Konada, 'NOW!' he shouted in his head as he quickly kicked his leg out right at his opponent.
The next thing that everyone saw was the prototype move slightly out of the way, followed by several snapping noises as Konada screamed out in pain as he fell to his knees as his right leg was twisted and broken in several places. Leaving everyone watching wondering how in the world did he do that.
"FUCK!" yelled Konada as he looked at his leg, 'How? In that split second before my foot would have hit him, he hit my foot, twisting it with his right hand before punching it with his left, breaking it, "You-?" Konada looked up to see that the prototype was no longer in front of him. "Where?" he then suddenly felt two arms wrapping around his head. 'No!' as he realized. 'He's behind me!'
"All that power," said the Prototype before quickly spinning Konada's head all the way around to face him making a sickening crack as it did, "But none of the skill for it." he said directly to Konada's face before the man fell chest down and now back of the head to the ground dead. The boy victorious then looked over at the group, "So which one of you will entertain me next?"
Nichi had seen enough as he turned and ran faster than ever before, "RUN SOUND THE ALARMS, RUNAWAY!"
The Director turned to Nichi, "That fool," he said before turning back to the prototype, "Fine I give you all full permission to kill the prototype," he then turned and ran after Nichi, "Do it quickly while I shut up the idiot."
The prototype didn't move as he saw the two run away, but he didn't notice as the guards all started to point their weapons and activate their quirks at him, "Well this should be fun."
~o~
Nichi ran all the way to the main lab where several other scientists and lab technicians were waiting. "Huh, you're the new guy, Nichi right, what the hell is going on and where's the director?"
Nichi breathed heavily as he looked at the other, "We need to run, we all need to evacuate immediately." he then realized everyone was looking at him confused, "Well don't just stand there run, someone activate the alarms we need to get the hell out of here."
"Belay that order, " yelled the Director as he came running in. "Stop this nonsense at once."
"Nonsense?" repeated Nichi as he looked at the Director, "Are you mad, we need to get the hell out of here, the Prototype will kill us all."
"The prototype?" said one of the scientists, "Isn't that thing just a kid?"
"Yeah and isn't he quirkless," said another, "Is he the cause of all this?"
"No way," said a third. "A quirkless kid can't cause all of this."
"Yes he is." shouted Nichi but all he got was skeptical looks.
"Will you stop being hysterical, man," yelled the Director as he grabbed Nichi by his lab coat, "And shut up."
"but sir."
"I already gave the order to have the prototype destroyed and gave the guards and the elite guards permission to use their quirks, the prototype is as good as dead now." said the Director as he himself calmed down and straightened out his own lab coat.
"You can't be serious sir, you saw what that thing did, how can you be so calm about any of this." asked Nichi who was still freaking out.
"I just told you I gave the guards the green light to use their quirks, the prototype maybe able to handle the quirkless and the stupid but he can't deal with multiple quirks at the same time." said the Director with complete confidence.
Nichi then looked around as he saw several others nod their head and even some made comments how someone who's quirkless can't really do anything. "Are you all insane, that thing is a monster with or without a quirk, he will kill us all." he shouted but no one reacted. Some even looked at him as if he was crazy even the Director slowly shook his head as if he was spouting nonsense.
"Wow you morons hold quirks in a stupidly high regard," Nichi froze in a cold sweat as he heard the voice as they all turned to see the prototype casually walking into the room hold a sword covered head to toe in blood, "I thought you guys were supposed to be smart."
"WHAT, HOW!?" yelled the Director, "How are you still alive? What did you do to the guards?"
"huh?" as the teenager had to stifle a laugh, "Your joking right those fools, they were an even bigger joke than the first idiot I fought, they all charged at me at once and those that stood back began fire their quirks off in a frenzy, I killed a good chunk of them by just tossing them into each other."
Nichi then took a close look at the blade he was holding and noticed while it was covered in blood it seemed to be dripping heavily at the bottom which had a sleeve around it, "Where...where did you get the sword."
The prototype looked at Nichi before smiling and holding up his new toy, "Oh well this actually was an arm of one of the guards that rushed me first, I grabbed him and used him as a human shield against the guy with the lazer quirk, lost a shield but I got a sword out of it, made cleaning the fodder up real easy." he then noticed something in the corner of his eye, "Here let me show you.'' As he jumped high enough to touch the ceiling before throwing out the blade, showing that he had made a makeshift rope out of the scraps of clothes from the guard, the blade spun through the air before it sliced through the arm of one of the scientists who was going for the alarm. The scientist screamed in pain as he lost the arm, "Now now now, we can't end the fun just yet, I still need to pay you all back for using me as a lab rat."
Nichi was about to make a dash to the door but luckily for him and bad news to the guy in front of him, they were noticed and Nichi saw as the man who was just a bit faster than him to the door got the top of his head cut clean off. "AAAAHHH!" He screamed at the sight and could feel his own piss running down his legs as he dropped to his knees. He shut his eyes and covered his ears as he waited for the screams around him to stop and his own life to end.
For what felt like years Nichi kept his eyes shut until the screams finally began to die down, he slowly opened his eyes and saw what he could only describe as hell. All around the room lay his co-workers dead, each with their own slice wound around their heads killing them all instantaneously with their blood splattered around the room. Leaving it only him, the Director and the prototype who was standing on a table examining his blood soaked blade. 'We're dead.'
"Hmmm, no this isn't quite right," said the artificial human as he swung the blade around, "This blade is incredible sharp but it so off balanced, it's nothing like my old blade, though I guess it doesn't really matter I wasn't a weapon user in my old life, huh maybe I should start this time around."
"What!" as the Director stared wide-eyed at him, "Old blade, old life, don't tell me you remember who you are, but that's impossible we made you from the ground up, you couldn't have gotten the memories back from your old life."
"So then that wasn't you who gave me my memories back," said the reborn killer as he looked around, "Then I wonder who was the one who gave me my memories back, in any case I won't be able to figure any of that out here. It's time I spread my wings and explore the world once more." he said with a cheerful laugh before he started to dance on the table, "Oh yes the world will be my oyster once more, I wonder what happened to the man that killed me?" he mused as his mind wandered as to what to do next.
Nichi could only stare at the strange man, he turned from nightmarish demon to cheerful child covered in blood so fast it gave him mental whiplash.
"You can't leave," yelled the director, causing his creation to stop dancing and to get serious again, "You are my creation, the basis of several projects, you can't leave, I won't allow it, I created you."
The boy smiled, "Yes you did and I thank you for that," he then jumped off the table and dropped his weapon, "In fact I was originally thinking about letting you live as a thanks for giving me the gift of life once more, but I can't let you stop me." as he suddenly vanished.
"Wai-" The Director's last words died before he could finish as he suddenly found ten fingers suddenly knuckle deep into his skull.
Nichi gaped at the sight of the director as the boy removed his fingers from the man's skull, letting his corpse drop to the ground. "H…ha…how?" asked Nichi, getting the killer's attention, "You moved so fast, like a blur, how?"
"Seriously," said the man as his mood changed once more, "You're kidding right, back in my day I know some people who make me look down right slow in comparison and what I just did was nothing when I was back in my prime…or I guess my former life." He then looked off in the distance as he ran through some ideas before bringing his attention back to Nichi, "Say how old are you?"
"Huh?" Nichi blinked.
"I've memorized the face of every single person who worked here, yet I don't remember you and you look far too young to work here."
Nichi gulped, 'He's actually trying to talk to me, does this mean I have a chance to live?' He quickly glanced down at the Director's corpse. 'I got to try.' As he looked at the man directly in the eye. "Yes I'm new, I'm only 20 years old, I graduated early and my father is one of the financial backers of this project, he's the one that asked me to be here."
"Really! You're young, well I guess you're a few years older than this body of mine, but you have intelligence and connections to the underworld." as the reborn killer gave Nichi a smile, "I knew you would be the perfect one to be my tour guide."
"Tour guide?"
"Of course I can't just stay here and I know nothing of how the world has changed in my absence, so I need you…..uh what's your name?"
"Nichi."
"Nichi my friend," he said in a cheerful tone, "You will be the one to help me and together we shall escape this mousetrap and show the world our fangs."
"Fangs? I am so lost."
"The fact I have these memories is proof that someone is pulling some strings," as his expression darkened, "I've played the puppet before and trust me I will not do that again."
Nichi gulped, "Okay."
"Though for now let's put a pin in that." he said in a cheerful tone as he put an imaginary pin on an imaginary board. "Now then right now I would like you to download as much data and grab what you can and meet me outside."
"Huh?" Nichi took a moment to process what he was just asked. "Why?"
"Well, this maze has too many mice in it," he said as he grabbed his severed arm blade again, "I'm going to make sure we're the only ones left, so I'll see you outside in an hour." he gave Nichi a smile and a peace sign at the end before turning and leaving the room.
Nichi was frozen for a few seconds before quickly scrambling to his feet and running to a computer, 'I'll use dad's access codes to get as much data as possible and to wipe the cameras. I got to move quickly, with how quickly he took care of the elites. I doubt he'll need a whole hour to clear this place out.'
~o~
Nichi ran out of the entrance of the facility which was located on the side of the mountain, far from the closest city, as on the outside it gave off the appearance of a small geology lab. 'I was able to get a suitcase full of the hard copy paper documents, but I had no choice but to move the facility's data to my old man's server. I'll have no choice but to talk to him about this, crap.'
"Oh hey you made it."
Nichi spun around to see his new partner covered in even more blood, "It's only been a half an hour and he cleared the whole place out."
"Yeah I know, I'm rusty as hell." This made Nichi flinch as he realized he spoke out loud. "I checked the whole place up and down and I'm sure I got all of them. This place was smaller than I thought or atleast smaller than how that fat bastard was talking about this place, though we are going to have to be careful to cover our tracks after this mess."
"Oh uh don't worry, I took care of the cameras." said Nichi, "So really we just kind of need to clean you up and we should be good."
"Ha, nice job Nichi," as he patted him on the shoulder leaving a bloody handprint on his shoulder, "Love that optimism but no we need to go into hiding for a while, so we should get going, do you have a car?"
"This way," as they followed the path down to the parking lot, where they quickly got to his car and began to drive to the city. Nichi kept glancing at the man in his passenger seat, "So what do I call you?"
"Hmm?"
"I don't know your name, they never told me and I never had the time to read your files." admitted Nichi.
"That is a good question," said the man as he opened the window, staring outside, "I have been reborn into this world, should I take a new name or should I take upon my old name," as he looked outside and saw a man jumping towards the city with his cape flowing through the wind. "Who is that?"
Nichi ducked down to see what he was looking at as he saw the hero, "Oh that's All Might, he's a big hero that's been making waves, breaking all sorts of records in the hero scene."
"All Might…heroes….yes…I can work with that," said the man as he smiled, "Tell me more." as they made their way to the city, Nichi then realized that they had unleashed a demon on this world.
"Okay, but can you stick your head back inside, you're still covered in blood."
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