- [ SHINICHIRO]-
The air reeked of gunpowder and burning metal. The facility's once-pristine walls were now riddled with bullet holes, smeared with blood, and littered with debris.
The echoes of distant gunfire clashed with the frantic breathing of the boy in Shinichiro's arms.
With a desperate lunge, Shinichiro rolled behind a jagged piece of broken machinery, shielding the kid from the hailstorm of bullets. His body slammed into the ground with a dull thud, sending a jolt of pain through his side. He let out a sharp exhale, ignoring the sting in his ribs.
" Hey, what's wrong?"
The boy's lips quivered, his face pale. But before he could speak, a sharp, searing pain tore through Shinichiro's side. His breath hitched. His fingers instinctively pressed against his ribs—
Drip
Drip
Drip
!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The blood dripped from his hand like a leaky faucet, only dropping in small amounts but still enough to cause alarm.
The floors of the facility had been stained with the debris, dust and blood countless times, an occurrence that was to be expected in a battle such as this. But in Shinichiro's mind he never expected his to be included in the tally.
The burning pain and aching on his side was impossible to ignore, he'd only been able to not notice it due to adrenaline.
His white patient gown, had a spot of blood on it that was spreading rapidly.
His breath hitched.
' BLOOD!!! shit, shit,shit,shit, shit, shit shit,shittttt! '
His breathing turned erratic, with every breath his pulse quickened, the adrenaline kicking in, his body started shaking out of fear, fear of not being invincible, fear of not being untouchable.
His shaking was noticed by the young boy in his arms, who was looking at him with an expression that mirrored his — terror.
' I was in over my head! Why did I think I could do anything useful at a time like this! All I've done now is put these kids' lives in more danger! I'm not hero! I'm just a delusional little kid! I'm too weak! '
Something within him stirred in anger at the proclamation, but abruptly suppressed as fast as it came.
The boy whimpered, tears spilling down his cheeks. His tiny hands clenched into fists as he sobbed silently.
Looking at the child in his arms, as it trembled as he cried, was enough to bring Shinichiro back to his senses.
' DAMN IT! GOT TO STOP THE BLEEDING!!! '
[ *RIPPP! * ]
Without hesitation, Shinichiro tore a piece of his patient gown in order make a makeshift, wrap around his torso, while using some pieces to help stop the bleeding.
He looked to the kid, no older that six years old, that was still crying in his arms.
'Damn....I really messed up, I can't be letting every little injury stop me. I've got to cheer the kid up somehow...'
Dropping the kid down, he kneels down to his level.
"Hey, kid. You scared?" His voice was light, casual, like he wasn't holding back a storm of pain.
" Mn. "
The boy sniffled and nodded.
" Its ok to be scared, but don't let that control you, you hear me, if you want something run towards it as fast as you can! If you have time to worry, just run! "
" Don't worry, your big bro Shinichiro is gonna take care of it you hear! " Shinichiro proclaims as he points to himself.
"Just trust me ya hear? "
" Mhm! "
Shinichiro runs his hand the back of his head awkwardly at the kid's excitement and enthusiasm.
' Well at least he isn't crying anymore, that's good. '
" I'm Shinichiro, what's your name kid? "
" I-I'm Takemichi. "
The boy says nervously while playing with his dirty blond hair.
" Nice to meet you Takemichi! Now can you join go help the other kids while I deal with the other two upfront? I would really appreciate that."
" Okay."
Takemichi says a bit uncertain and worried.
" Don't worry it'll be fine; those losers won't even know what hit them! Just go help the others. " Shinichiro says while giving him a thumbs up.
As Takemichi darted off, Shinichiro turned his gaze toward the two remaining soldiers. Their rifles gleamed under the facility's dim emergency lights. The one in the back lifted his weapon, but his partner raised a hand, stopping him.
"You can end this," the soldier said, voice calm, almost pitying. "Surrender now. Kneel, hands behind your head, and no one else has to die."
For a moment, Shinichiro just stared. Then, he laughed—a deep, wild laugh that echoed through the ruined hall.
" Heh. "
?
" HAHAHAHAHA HAAA!! "
"That's cute," he wheezed, wiping a nonexistent tear from his eye. "You actually thought that'd work."
The soldier's face twisted in anger.
[ WOOSH! ]
Shinichiro exploded forward, his form a blur. The soldiers opened fire, but he was already in motion. He ducked low, dropping to all fours before launching himself like a bullet, zigzagging through the barrage of gunfire.
[ CLICK! CLICK! ]
Empty.
He struck.
His body twisted mid-air, foot slamming into the first soldier's gut like a battering ram.
The man choked on his breath, doubling over. Shinichiro didn't give him a chance to recover—his heel came crashing down in an axe kick to the soldier's head.
One down.
The second soldier frantically reloaded, but in that split second of distraction—
[ THUD! ]
Darkness swallowed his vision as Shinichiro's fist found his temple. He collapsed.
Shinichiro grinned. "Eat shit, losers."
[ *CHA-CLICK* ]
His heart stopped.
A gun barrel pressed against the back of his skull.
'Shit. How did he recover so fast?!'
[ BANG! ]
Shinichiro twisted, narrowly dodging the bullet. He spun, launching a high kick—only for the soldier to parry with the butt of his rifle, throwing Shinichiro off balance.
' I OVER EXTENDED THE KICK! '
[ CHA-CLICK! ]
The barrel pointed straight at his chest.
[ VOOM! ]
A blur of motion. A sharp impact. The soldier crashed backward as Takemichi slammed into him at full speed.
[ *CRASH* ] [ *BAM* ]
"Leave Shinichiro alone!" the boy shouted, chest heaving.
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Name: Takemichi
Quirk: Flight — It enables him to float and fly, helping in him in being able to make complex maneuvers midair. His flight speed can be stopped instantly.
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Shinichiro blinked. Then, a grin spread across his face.
" Takemichi that was amazing!!! You've got really good control of your quirk at such a young age, that's awesome!!! "
Takemichi flushed, beaming.
" Let's go help the others, okay? "
Shinichiro said, stretching his arms a bit, releasing all the tension he built up in them.
" Yes! "
The remaining soldiers fighting the other children had been reduced to a third of their original group, a majority of the soldiers were unconscious, a few dead and unable to fight.
The children were not any better, the polished marble floors, stained with blood and debris, the smell of smoke and gun powder filled the air, making it hard to breathe.
But at least they knew that they would be one step closer to escaping if they one here.
-[ MAIN CONTROL ROOM ]-
[ *CLICK* CLICK* *CLICK* ]
Doctor Kyudai Giraki continues his ongoing war with the digital copy of his hated for, the furious clicking of the keyboard could be heard by the soldiers guarding the Main control room, his incoherent curses throw at Doctor Robotniks name we're a reminder of the mans continued hatred for the individual, whether the physically or digitally, Kyudai loathed the man with all his heart.
[ *CLICK* CLICK* *CLICK* * CLICK* *CLICK * CLICK* *CLICK* * CLICK* *CLICK*]
Then suddenly....
!
A sinister and eerie grin grew on his face.
" Even the likes of Gerald Robotnik is no match for that of a TRUE genius like me!! "
Kyudai exclaimed with pride.
He had final been able to override Robotnik's control over the Facility's power and in turn, was able to establish a connection to the first back up power of the Facility.
Sliding to the end of the control room using his chair, he scanned through all the estate he was receiving from the mainframes surrounding him. Furiously clicking away trying not to let his moment slip, he runs through all the procedures he put in place for the possibile escape of experiment 626.
" Computer! Release the Mecha-droids, set them all to the highest level of lethality! And ensure that experiment 626 doesn't escape!! "
Kyudai screamed out.
" Mecha-droids have been released and set to incapacitate all targets. "
The cold and robotic voice of the facility's artificial intelligence responded with practiced ease.
' That boy will never get out of here, I swear it. '
[ Floor ????, Black Reach Facility]
The last soldier fell to the floor, unconscious and down for the count, Shinichiro released a sigh of relief as the children all dropped to the ground to catch their breath.
But their victory was short-lived.
[ SCREEECH!]
Then came the robots falling from above, with deadly speed the landed on the floors, kicking up debris and smoke, making a faux smoke screen.
The Robots were black in color with golden accents found at the joints connected to the torso, round shaped, with energy rifles attached to one hand and a blade on the other.
Their red eyes gleaming with menace and promises of pain cut through the smoke screen, giving a visage of predator hunting its prey in its own home.
Shinichiro launched first, his body blurred out of vision moving with precision and overwhelming speed, he approached the first one from behind, his intent clear— utter destruction.
Shinichiro clicked his tongue. "More toys to break."
He launched himself forward, fist cocked back—
'Since these are robots that means I don't have to hold back!! '
The blow landed cleanly on the Robot's head.
[ KRRK!]
"GAH—!" Pain shot through his arm as his knuckles cracked against solid steel. The robot didn't even flinch.
' Damn it! Even if I have a quirk if my body isn't trained to deal with the force of what I'm giving out, it's going to injure me in the long run! '
Because he was distracted by the pain he didn't notice the red glow that flickered behind him.
" SHINICHIRO, LOOK OUT!! "
Takemichi screamed out. Flying through the cramped facility halls, restricted his speed and mobility.
But it was too late.
' Shit '
The red beam of energy was fired at maximum charge.
The blast was shot at point blank leaving him no time to dodge.
[ CLINK! ]
A shimmering pink shield, adorned with a rose flower, materialized just in time, intercepting the laser blast.
"You done lying around, or do I have to carry you?" A familiar voice, laced with sarcasm.
' That voice?! '
Shinichiro turned. His eyes widened. The girl stood tall, long pink hair cascading down her back. Her mismatched eyes gleamed—one ruby red, the other sapphire blue.
"HORI?!"
!!!!!
[ CLINK!]
Focusing her attention back to the beam, with a simple wave of her hand she commanded her shield forward moving it closer and closer to the robot.
The shield pressed on before coming within range of the robot and engulfing it in a bubble.
" Crush. "
The bubble barrier constricted. The droid's body crumpled inwards within it.
[ ZING!] [ BOOMMMMMM!]
The shockwave of the implosion, controlled with delicate precision within the confines of her shield.
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Name: Hori
Quirk: Rose shield — it enables her to make a pink shield with properties of her choosing, this enables her to make shields of various shapes and sizes.
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[ WOOSH!]
Dashing towards her, arms wide, going for a bear hug.
[ SHING!] [ BAM!]
instead he slams head first into a shield she summoned between them.
" OW! WHAT THE HELL HORI! " Clutching his nose in pain, the unexpected blockade has cause his nose to swell up.
" I've told you to stop hugging me when your using your quirk many times. It's not my fault that you don't listen. "
Hori said with a small smile on her face, her voice sounded apologetic, but her eyes betrayed her, which didn't go unnoticed by Shinichiro.
" YH BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU GOTTA HIT ME WITH A SHIELD BECAUSE OF IT. "
The annoyance in his voice palpable.
The ground trembled. More droids powered up. Shinichiro cracked his knuckles, a glint in his eye.
!!!!
The familiar sound of the laser beam, rang out, the shot fired at Hori from her back, while another tore through the air, the target- Shinichiro.
Hori clicked her tongue in annoyance.
With practiced ease, a shield shot out behind Shinichiro, blocking the beam.
" Reflect. "
The beam of energy tore through the robot, like a hot knife through butter leaving behind a molten hole in the robot's torso.
Shinichiro kicked a piece of debris with deadly accuracy towards the laser blast, the debris blew up, creating a cloud of smoke.
Shinichiro blurred forward, the robot, pressed on, firing a volley of shots at him.
Shinichiro ducked under the first one, before twisting his body to dodge the second one and rolling under the third one.
[ BOOM!]
The blasts hit one of the robots, causing it to explode, leaving a trail of fire and the smell of burnt circuits in its wake.
Looking at the joints of the robot, an idea comes to mind.
' What if I... '
Increasing his speed, his covers the distance between him and the robot in the blink of an eye, he launched himself midair twisting his body, before landing a 180°-degree axe kick on the Robot's sword arm.
The kick tore through the joints with ease, severing the connection and control the robot had to the sword, leaving it with only one limb.
The robot charged up another volley of attacks, but Shinichiro was faster, running up to the make shift sword, he twirled it in his hand before launching it forward, piercing the skull of the robot.
The energy blast died down as the robot crumbled to the ground.
Picking up the sword form its head, Shinichiro cuts off its other hand, his reason- to get a laser gun.
" Takemichi!! "
Shinichiro calls out. Throwing the weapon into the sky.
The younger boy in response flies toward him, the realization dawns on him.
The boy caught the makeshift laser rifle Shinichiro tossed.
[ *PEW! * *PEW! * *PEW! *]
With unnatural dexterity and skill, Takemichi fired of three shots at the group of robots, Three shots. Three droids down.
Shinichiro grinned. "Not bad, kid."
"Don't aim at their torso's, there's some sort of bomb in them! "
Shinichiro exclaims.
" Okay! I understand! "
" Now then," he said, gripping the severed droid's blade "... Let's recycle some tin cans."
Shinichiro said, cracking his knuckles, He surged forward with his makeshift sword in hand, onward unto danger, laughing, as chaos erupted once more.
Hori visibly cringed at the joke while Takemichi smiled awkwardly before going in after him.