Mirko, commonly called 'Rabbit hero', had her abilities proven through her achievements under the title of Pro Heroes. Busting underground fighting arenas, hunting drug rings and some more basic heroic stuffs. With her quirk as enhancement to the body akin to that of a rabbit: strong legs, a pair of white rabbit ears sprouted on top of her head that came with enhanced hearing, and a knack for carrot. ( Many doujinshi artists did try to draw her having rabbit sex drive but quirk analysts and doctors had ensured her that she only got these three things). Other than the rabbit traits, she was gorgeous, enough to land herself in multiple fashion magazines and many seeking her out as their models. She rejected them all, since what she enjoyed the most had always been fighting. Only when she could kick someone in the head would her blood boil and her head hotter than fire. Only then could she truly feel alive since everyday life was such a chore to get through.
After a round of inspection across the perimeter, she was about to report back to the command center when her ears picked up something from down below. The tremble of the earth, despite how small, was something out of the ordinary now. Seismic predictions had crossed out any chance of earthquakes and this tremble did not have the reverberating aspect of something like that.
" Weird tremble from the ground. Possibly attack from below."
"Copy that."
By updating the information inside the database, the command center reduced the number of possible scenarios down to a more manageable size. The number of drones in the sky lowered as commands to go low and prepared for attacks were transmitted.
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"My friend. Has the seeds been planted? This project of yours requires so much nutrients to grow and I am looking forward to witnessing its prowess."
" Of course, Master! I used some helping hands from Kurogiri. If my calculation is correct, they should be seeing the sun by now. I have followed your plan in sowing discord between Japan and local countries. It is working. China has employed mercenary to aid its military force along the coast and their intelligence service has taken the bait. The Hunters of Korea have been silent but we are prepared for an attack from them. The apex mutant would still be a hassle to our troop if he enters the fight since the growth of our soldiers cannot keep up with his adaptation..."
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From beneath the tiles sprouted a black sapling, its roots pierced deep into the ground to prepare for the growth spurt. The sudden appearance of the being did no escape curious gazes. Despite the desolate location the tree had appeared in, there were still a pair of friends returning from their toilet trip. They were wearing merch of Endeavor and Beast Jeanist and were making their way to the more crowded main venue where a greet-and-meet was going to happen. The sound of breaking tiles alarmed them to the invasion.
"What is that thing, bro? It looks weird as heck. But the color scheme, the specie ... a black tree has just grown in a matter of seconds. Should we inform the security?"
"Yes, now get away from the thing. Do not spend time taking photos if you can jog away! The event is going to take place in minutes. Just inform the security and have them check this thing then we bolt. Hey, lets go no..."
Something inside his chest ache. The man wearing an Endeavor T-shirt with the Pro Hero's signature move, he who had been looking down at his phone and not noticed another closer hole had formed and from there, was shocked. The paralysis toxin devoured the man's pain, leaving him unable to scream and could only move his eyes around. He had never wished to be blind more than this moment: his friend's inside was being suck away in packages of large spheres along the roots piercing him through his eye, genitals and stomach. As more and more left his friend's body, the skeleton and skin, now without the muscle as foundation, fell apart and draped over the floor like a cheap carpet.
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"Two chips have been stationary for too long. Check their location. It is here", said the security chief from HSPC. The order started the protocol. The previous security scheduling of only pro Heroes and heroes had been upgraded to include armed personnel.
With the improved camouflage technology with quirk-made material and biological metals, the team had been equipped with almost invisible weapons; their appearances could only be seen through a self-destruct headgears. From outside, the security team from HSPC looked like some motorcycle gang with brutalism clothing, evoking a sense of danger and fear in others. Beneath the fabric was interlaced sheets of light armor and permission for suppressive fire and quirk usage had been given to each and every member.
While waiting for the report to come in, the chief got through each camera feeds covering the area. His quirk let him perceive up to four different screens at once, his irises turning around and around to capture everything. Scanning through the property, he could notice suspicious individuals making their ways to the main avenue where most people were situated. Their faces were pixelated, possibly an anti-surveillance quirk since the surrounding remain crisp, and their cloaks really stood out of place. He captured pictures of each of them on the camera feed, sent it to his subordinates and command them to 'escort them to a more private area'.
Just that moment, a report came in: three holes, the opening covered in black goo, and two sets of clothing without their owners.
"Invasive Protocol. A bioweapon has been utilized and two casualties. Keep your eyes on out-of-place things and large holes on the floor or any sight of black goo."
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"Going somewhere, big guy?", said thee approaching security member.
The floor should have welcomed one of the suspects with the fall but a direct kick to the face replaced the experience. Before the suspect could get up, he was detained and cuffed, two muzzles aimed at his head and heart.
"Banana-slip, fall back. We will bring him back and do the report. You have do..."
Sounds of gunshots and...
Bam! Where one of the security team had stood now only remained a crater. The dust screen prohibited both sides from seeing one another but that would settle quickly.
" Reporting in: conventional bullets are useless. Bouncing off."
"Switch to anti-material rounds. "
"Copy that."
The process of changing ammo types took seconds under the experienced hands of the small team. Banana-slip, whose quirk made what he touched slippery according to his will, dared not closing in without knowing the attack range. The other two, whose quirks boosted the firepower of the guns using flame-manipulation and impulse boosting correspondingly, began firing.
A sense of dread warned the three and they retreat back just as a black mass passed through where they had stood, clearing thee dust. That allowed the trio to witness how the black mass transformed grotesquely back into that of an arm, veins pulsing a purplish liquid through the thing. The cloak had fallen off, revealing a deformed body with holes where the bullets trajectory were foreseen.
The limit of the creature's calculation was reached when a few landed. Contrary to the smooth, natural hole structures, the ones left by the bullets developed minor internal burns from the friction. The skin began to grow back to cover the holes but another volley broke through. The cycle continued for a few minutes before the thing dropped dead onto the floor, its mass transformed into a puddle of black goo.
"Report: The suspect has intelligence, can predict bullets trajectory and possibly transformation. When dead, it turns into black goo."
"Copy."
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After observing how one of the suspects behaved for one minute, Endeavor believed that the suspect was a risk factor. Seeing him trying to burrow his way into the main venue allowed Endeavor to limit the movement by contacting gate security. Before long, a more secluded arena was reached, where Endeavor had been standing in waiting in a hidden corner.
With only a single, without-a-guard, entrance into the main event area, the suspect went ahead, not looking behind. Endeavor took the gap in caution to launch a swift capture. With the impact of a rocket, the punch landed squarely on the target's back and sent him to thee floor. But Endeavor noticed how the weight and reaction force of the punch was different from a solid target.
Opening his fist, he drowned the suspect in a sea of flame. The close proximity ensured maximum burning capability, charring the concrete. This was his suppression fire so a charred body was the result, not full evaporation. The death throes had been reaching tentacles trying to grasp the attacker but to no avail. Only a dry blob of blackness.
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"One For All has already sent his scout. What is the result of the dissection?"
"Soft body, can shapeshift, weak to thermal attacks. We are trying to obtain a singular bio-signal to track but this thing is most likely a mix of different things. Warn others."
"Copy."
The first instance of attack had introduced a base for predictions. This black mass, assigned ID A-1, and its data had been uploaded and dissected in matter of minutes. Countermeasures had been formed and informed through heroes contacts network. Residential areas had been evacuated into shelters and baits had been moving around to mimic some stupid loner.
As if sensing the shifting in enemy's formation, from the ground beneath places usually crowded arose black roots. The fake eyes along the woody structure began to adapt and turn into real eyes, observing the surrounding. With the lack of densely packed energy sources, the part above ground began to rot and decay to conserve energy while the roots extended across kilometers.
Along the way, roads cracked and deformed following the burrowing motion and any subterranean animals unfortunate enough to collide with the sprawling mass would be absorbed alive to speed up the growing phase. After half an hour of relentless growth from thousands of trees planted across Japan, a root hivemind had been formed. The shared information running along the vessels helped the hivemind, formed through bioengineering and quirk control, to map the hunting ground. Soon, around places crowded with people, black humanoids, slave to the hunger of the collective, swarmed to extract food.
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"It's a national wide attack this soon... Luckily, you can return early to rest now."
"... Nezu-san, keep your thanks to yourself. I will be carrying the majority of Japan abroad so remember, end All For One."
"You do not need to worry about it, Yoshihide-san. If All Might and Nezu cannot end that man, the military will. And if we cannot stop him after all we have given up, the world is ready for someone like him."
"General-san, your word use ... fine. I will be leaving now. Nezu-san, thanks David Shield for me. It must have been a hard time trying to get the Geniuses to join your operation. But it is much easier than usual for someone like you, isn't it, honorary member of the Genius Society? You should get outside of the containment zone."
"Note taken. And about David Shield, I just need to guide him on how to talk with his daughter . My experience as a hero educator helpful in this situation."
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"This space ... not where people go when they die."
Thought Ina, buck naked and sitting in a vast plain filled with grass lawns in such a peaceful way that she could not hold back a thought of going back to sleep. She had just woken up and her ability was gone, leaving her defenseless in this place.
With nothing else to do, her feet brought her forward, and she began walking.