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CHAPTER START---
"What the hell is going on out there?!" A man in simple combat garbs screams as he rushes into the room, already holding a ball of pink flames in his right hand.
He enters the massive warehouse entrance to see dozens of men standing guard, either with their Quirks or rifles ready and aimed toward the massive blast doors leading outside the hideout.
"We don't know sir," one man says. "The alarms just went off and we rushed up here, but the door isn't opening."
Looking around the warehouse he sees only a few crates scattered about with men already behind them for cover.
All around him and on the stairs and railings hanging above are more men ready to kill any heroes or cops that dare enter this hideout.
This is their main shipping post toward the western hemisphere after all, they can't afford to lose the product here.
"Stall them for as long as we can, no prisoners, only trophies! Anyone that lives gets a nice bonus when this is over!" he sees them men get excited at the sound of that as he lowers his weapon, raising a hand to his ear.
"Sir?"
"Start loading everything onto the subs, fit as much as we can, we've been compromised."
"Sir, the subs are...gone."
"Gone?! What do you mean gone?!"
"They were pulled out of the water somehow, they're atop the island now. The underground docks were flooded when they got pulled away, we're trapped unless we can get the other boats outside."
"Then call for backup, we'll stall until they get here."
"They're currently under attack by Crust sir, along with most of our other bases."
"Fuck!" the man yells out, startling his men. "New plan men," he points to the door. "Kill everyone between us and their boats, we're taking their boats and anything we can fit on them then heading south until we're out of Japan's territory!"
He raises a hand to his earpiece, "did you get that?"
"Yes sir, we're loading up all the carriables now."
"Tch," the man recreates the pink fireball in his left hand, and holds a piston in his right. "Nearly 50 Million a year to keep our operations hidden and we still get raided by some fucking heroes...the boss isn't gonna like this."
The sound of metal creaking and stone breaking echoes out as the entire massive chamber begins rumbling.
"Did anyone get a look at who they sent?!" the man asks, and gets no response. "Doesn't matter, just kill them all and take the boats!"
"Yes boss!" they all yell at once.
A moment later and the massive blast doors are torn out of the structure, taking a piece of the roof with them as they get tossed out of vision off to the side.
Over 50m -165ft- long, 20m -65ft- tall, and 2m -6ft- thick of solid reinforced steel, torn away as if it were nothing.
The sound of metal clatter and the vibrations of it are felt through the room as dust from the broken structure obscures their view.
"Fire!" the boss commands, and into the dust and darkness thousands of bullets go flying.
The cacophony of gunfire echoes in on itself and is almost deafening, continuing for nearly twenty seconds before the man raises his hand, and the room goes silent once more.
The sound of empty magazines hitting the floor is all that they hear as everyone reloads, before a deep chuckle reaches them, something they never thought they'd hear again.
As if ripped from their nightmares.
Then it laughs.
"Hahaha," All Might's booming voice has them trembling in their boots. "Your weapons are meaningless in the face of justice you fiends. Why? Because I am here!"
Some of the men stumble back, nearly tripping as they mutter to themselves.
Others are already reliving the memories of their last encounter with the Symbol Of Peace.
And even more are dazed and confused, sweating profusely at the sound of his voice.
"But, he's retired, right?"
Dozens of similar questions are mutters, exactly as planned.
BRAINWASHING COMPLETE!
Two dozen men go catatonic, seemingly paralyzed by fear.
"Good work Simon," Horizon's says as he steps through the dust, out of the darkness and into the light.
Behind him, to his left, everyone recognized Cellophane, and on the other side are Simon and Mudman.
"Huh? But All Might..." the boss looks around confused.
Simon shrugs, "he's with us in spirit," he says in All Might's voice, and the pieces finally connect.
The man's eyebrows furrow, feeling like a fool he throws a pink fireball forward, "kill them!" he commands.
But only half his men fire.
Beams of energy, fire, electricity, and of course bullets all converge on the heroes.
"Curtain," Horizon says in a bored tone, raising his hand to erect a thin blue rectangular shield to defend them, and none of the heroes even flinch.
Seeing this the boss looks around, noticing half his men standing around being useless.
"Why aren't you firing?!" he screams, stopping his attack to cool down before using his Quirk again, the skin on his hand already drying out.
"Rrrargh! Fine, I'll kill them myself!" the man yells as he puts both his hands together to make a massive fireball, one that will envelop the entire shield and certainly hit them.
He raising both hands above his head and is about to combine the energy and swing down, when suddenly he loses balance.
"What the hell!" he yells out as he stumbles and falls backward, cancelling the attack. "Agh!"
He splashed backward into softened concrete, barely thicker than water and quickly begins sinking.
The sound of gunfire almost entirely stops as everyone on the ground floor experience this at once.
He cranes his neck to look at the heroes, only to see Mudman crouched down beside Horizon with both palms on the floor, softening a thin line of the floor before it travels under the shield and expands.
"That brat, I'll ki---" his efforts to push himself out of the ground are suddenly halted as it immediately hardens.
Only his shoulders and head are out of the floor, leaving the rest of him entire in the ground, completely helpless.
He looks around, pissed off, suddenly noticing most of his men are trapped just like him. Craning his neck he sees the men on the metal structure above them were safe, over half of them were stunned in place while the others were still shooting.
"Don't stop shooting!" the boss yells out, doubling down even in this desperate situation.
Horizon rolls his eyes beneath the visor, "Simon..."
"Sigh, alright," Simon, still speaking in All Might's voice points at one of the five remaining shooter on the upper level. "In the foot, shoot him!"
Most of the men simply ignore him, until the man he pointed at screams out, shot by the brainwashed ally nearby.
"What the hell?!" Another man yells out, halting his fire to check on his friend. "Friendly fire! Friendly fire!" this only adds to the confusion of the situation.
Simon points to the man who just started yelling next, "shoot him in the foot!"
"Argh!" the next man screams out, but the others quickly turn their guns on their brainwashed allies, catching onto the trick.
But they don't execute them, instead they simply move in to detain their allies, by knocking them out or shooting them in the limb.
"That's as many as I'll get," Simon says. "You're up Cellophane..."
"Gotcha," Cellophane shoots two lines of tape at the shield and being backing away, careful not to leave cover but enough to give himself a running start.
As he gets far enough, Horizon gives him a nod, and he begins retracting his tape.
The force of his gear retracting it rips him off the ground and catapults him toward the shield.
"Takt," Horizon says, and the few remaining guns stops firing, their trigger stuck in place no matter how hard them men squeezed them.
And as Cellophane is barely an inch from slamming face first into the shield, Horizon drops it.
He rockets into the warehouse and swings from the ceiling, into the upper levels.
With practiced ease he takes out the final three men on that floor then tosses them all over the railing.
By the time they land the bottom floor is once again softened, trapping them and anyone else Mudman missed earlier.
Without looking back Cellophane shoots a line of tape and swings down into the circular hallway, deeper into the island bunker, exactly as planned.
Horizon casually walks up, waving back at the darkness to signal the police to come ashore and collect these criminals.
"Damn it!" the boss still yells. "Get em out of here and I'll---"
Horizon kicks him in the head, breaking his jaw and knocking him out.
"Finally some quiet," Horizon says, then turns to Mudman and Simon, "good work, first big case and you handled yourselves well, you'll look great on this," he taps the side of his visor, signally to the camera within.
"Shouldn't we go after Cellophane?" Mudman asks.
"He's fine," Horizon shrugs as he begins walking toward the deeper entrance. "I'm keeping an eye on him from here."
"Do we free these men now?" Simon asks, still in All Might's voice, then begins fiddling with his mask to adjust it.
"No, leave them here until everyone is captured, then you and Mudman can help the cops wrap them up in the other boats we have coming."
"Got it," Simon says, now in a normal voice.
As they enter the hallway they see a line of unconscious bodies, some with broken noses, others taped to surfaces, including the ceiling.
"No wonder you weren't worried," Mudman says as he touches the wall while the walk, sending a thin line of this Quirk's Softening which expands below the bodies to swallow them.
Then hardens it to trap them, with only their heads exposed.
"He's been training with me the longest, I'm finally making some progress," Horizon says as he steps over some bodies.
As they walk through the building they hear the odd gunshot ever so often, but Horizon doesn't react. And Scalpel still hovers at his side while they walk at a casual pace.
Eventually they come to a ladder around a circular entrance leading straight down. On the ceiling above it is a line of tape, extending all the way down the hole.
"This is the fastest route to the command room, lets go," Horizon casually steps off the ledge.
He falls for 40m -130ft- before hitting the ground.
Using Booster Shot he braces his legs and body to take the impact of the fall, bending his knees and crouching to alleviate the force.
Taking a few steps forward he looks back, seeing Mudman sliding down the wall by Softening the metal structure just enough to slow his descent.
As he hops off he steps aside as Simon is seconds behind him.
Mudman puts his hand against the softened metal and quickly hardens it again, then looks down at the bent metal grates of this hallway where Horizon landed.
"Didn't know you could jump like that," Mudman says as they catch back up.
"He can't," Simon says. "He can brace his body or enhance some linear movements, but sudden explosive power isn't his thing, did I get it right?"
"Pretty much," Horizon stops at a massive security door, but they hear gunfire further away as Horizon secures a special package Horizon sent him for.
Without a word Horizon gestures to the door and makes a pulling motion. Familiar with how he operates both Mudman and Simon step back as the security door is torn out of the wall by his Takt.
"Guess you don't need the explosive physical power like All Might when you can do that, huh," Mudman says.
"Yeah, but jumping around and flying with air pressure would have been cool," Horizon admits.
They walk into the room, a security room setup by the black market operators for the upper floors, but enough to give the access Horizon needed.
Looking at the far wall Horizon points at it, "soften that wall and go two rooms across, there is a lady hiding there, she's armed, that's the logistics manager for this place. Then soften the floor till you get into the main underground docks, Mudman is about to hit the armory, but you'll get to him before that."
"Why, can't you warp?" Mudman asks.
"Don't want you relying on me too much," Horizon says as he raising his left hand, taking the wire connecting to his left arms bracer of his costume.
Mudman begins softening the wall as Simon glances over at Horizon, "thought you didn't like dealing with too much tech."
"I don't, so Nezu built me a program to do it for me..."
Minutes later after dealing with the logistics manager of this stronghold, Mudman and Simon are sprinting at full speed after hearing an explosion on the lower floors.
They rush down the last set of stairs to see Cellophane leaning against a wall trying to catch his breath, as bullets rocket out of the hallway beside him.
They both slow down and quietly get beside him.
"These are the last three guys, but they're in the armory," Cellophane says.
"That explains why you stopped," Mudman says. "You're really damn good at this, at least from all the people we saw knocked out on the way here."
"Yeah well I've been training with Horizon longer, but this guy has a narrow hallway, and a rocket launcher, and he thinks I'm gone. But at least they heard my voice..."
Simon immediately begins fiddling with his mask.
Mudman nods to him and crouches down, putting his hands on the floor and closing his eyes, listening carefully.
Cellophane takes a few steps away and shoots a line of tape, ready to swing into the hallway and rocket toward the armory.
They each nod to each other as the plan begins.
"Can we talk this out?" Simon asks, in Cellophane's voice.
"Just die already," one of the men yells out as he fires a few bullets.
Simon immediately brainwashes him, and in the same instant Cellophane shoots past them and launches himself down the narrow hallway.
The sound of a RPG going off reaches Mudman's ears and he immediately softens the wall at the end of the hallway, the most likely target for anyone with half a brain, especially since he know Cellophane is in the middle of the hallway.
Cellophane narrowly dodges the rocket, not looking back as he springs forward and dropkicks the main in the face, all while his brainwashed ally stands motionless.
The rocket hit the far wall, and sinks in as if it were water, going 10m -30ft- deep before the concrete immediately hardens behind it.
And a small tremor is felt as a tiny crack forms in the wall.
Mudman sighs in relief, "Horizon was right, our team is perfect for this kind of thing..."
END CHAPTER---
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"Final sweep complete sir, we're heading back up now," a police officer says.
The man appeared to be in his mid forties, just like his partner who was standing beside him.
His partner was looking around this underground submarine bay of the Black Market Hideouts with a bored expression.
Both men were armed and armored in specialized assault gear for this raid, yet the police didn't have to fire a single bullet.
All around them were cracks and deformed sections of ground and walls, with the occasional odd strip of tape draped about. All signs of Team Horizon clearing out the gunmen that were bunkered down in this area.
Bloodstains included...
"I don't see why we even have to sweep," the other man says as they begin walking back to the surface. "Horizon double checked the base, its not like we'll find anything he missed anyway."
"That's not the point," the first man says. "Its protocol, he isn't a Fully Licensed Pro Hero yet, so we have to double check his work instead of just taking his word for it."
"He's already better than the pro heroes, might as well just give him a license already."
"A break out own regulations just to make an exception for one person?" his partner questions the idea. "And how many more concessions will we make just because people are 'special' in the future? Its better for our society if nobody gets special treatment."
"You're just saying that because you're jealous," the other man teases as they continue walking up the corridors to the surface. "If you had a Quirk like his you'd want special treatment too, I'm sure he does."
"If I had his Quirk I probably wouldn't be a Hero," the man quietly admits, surprising his partner. "I can barely deal with taking stupid orders now, and my Quirk sucks. Imagine if I had the power to do whatever I wanted and literally nobody could stop me, recipe for disaster."
"Star and Stripe could stop you," he argues.
"Yeah but she's in America, this is Japan."
"Fair enough."
"But my point is, it takes a lot of will and a very strong sense of good and justice to sit around taking orders from people you're a million times stronger than. His parents must have been damn good heroes to raise him like that."
The other man chuckles, "yeah, my daughter is just a year older than him and I have trouble keeping her away from beer and boys, imagine having to discipline a kid that can level a city by swinging a sword or warp you away whenever he wants."
"We got lucky. He had good parents and was born with a good heart."
"Yeah, real lucky," the other man mutters as they arrive back at the surface, seeing the destroyed entryway where the fight began.
Walking out they're once again united with all the police officers packing up the captured criminals into special boats.
And glancing off to the side they see Team Horizon speaking to their captain, away from all the rubble and destruction.
With Horizon holding a small metal case in his hand.
"Looks like an argument," the man mutters to his partner as they begin approaching.
"I hope not," the other man says. "His team were joking around on the way here, but they're kind of scary when they fight."
"Yeah, we didn't even need to fire a single bullet, kids these days are getting ridiculous..."
"Lieutenants," the captain turns to them. "Did you see anything else on the way up?"
"All clear sir, nothing but rubble from the fighting, everything else is right here and the control room is still secured," the man gestures to the dozens of crates being loaded into the shipping containers.
"All aside from that," the captain looks down at the case Horizon was carrying, then glances over to Team Horizon who were nearby chatting amongst themselves.
"This one comes with me, if you've got a problem, take it up with President Pantu," Horizon says.
The captain immediately backs off, "alright, just making sure. We're about ready to head out. We did manage to intercept and stop all their attempts at communication, but just incase I'd rather you hover around nearby rather than leaving us and flying off to Tokyo."
"Believe me, I'm not leaving until I see all of this stuff locked up and secured, when we get back to shore I'll warp into into the facility we have ready nearby, can't have any eyes on the location after all."
"I see," the captain says, realizing Horizon and/or Pantu believe their are spies in the police force.
Which also explains why they weren't given any details about this raid.
The man just rubs the back of his head and shrugs, "well, dealing with problems like that is above my paygrade anyway, I'll just give the Commission a call to make sure everything get where it needs to go later."
"I appreciate you not making this more annoying than it has to be," Horizon extends his hand which the man shakes, "it was a pleasure working with you and your men, sir."
The man chuckles, "well we got to sit back and just put the cuffs on after the fact, so the pleasure was really all ours."
---3 Hours Later...
Horizon is on the couch in Pantu's office with his feet up on the coffee table, leaning back while playing a game on his phone.
The metal case he brought with him was resting on the table as well.
A few more moments pass before he takes his feet off the table and look toward the door, putting his phone away.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," President Pantu says as she enters the room.
And Horizon stands as President Pantu and her guest, the ambassador of Germany, enters behinds her.
A woman in her mid thirties with dark black hair and pale white skin, almost looking as if she were a black and white painting, with gorgeous features and all.
'Must be some Quirk,' Horizon thinks.
"Its a pleasure to meet you, Horizon," the woman says as she shakes his hand, and looking up at him she can't help but say, "you're much taller than I expected."
She stood at 5fft2 -157cm- while he was now 6ft4-195cm-, leaving a noticeable gap between them.
"I get that a lot," Horizon says. "And its a pleasure to meet you as well, now, can we get to why we're all here."
"Yes, lets take a seat and discuss what happened tonight," Pantu says, gesturing to the seats around the coffee table.
"Is this really it?" the ambassador asks, gesturing to the case.
"Only you can confirm that, since I don't have the code," Horizon says.
"Right," the woman takes the case and enters the 20 digit code, and it immediately pops open.
It releases its air tight seal with a hiss as a cold draft is let out. She then fully opens it for them to see the computer chip carefully held inside.
She places the entire thing on the table and carefully looks at it before closing the case, sealing it once again in a cold vacuum.
"Now I have one less worry in the world," she says. "Thank you, truly, for returning this to us."
"No problem," Horizon says. "But now can you please explain what that thing is? Must be very important if you're here in person for it. Not to mention President Pantu wouldn't let me warp it to the secret storage facility with everything else we seized tonight."
"Its a computer chip," Pantu says. "Germany is working on more accessible Quantum Supercomputer, like the one Nezu has."
"It won't be as powerful as his," the ambassador says. "But this will allow all the medical research facilities in Europe to put more of their funds into research and development rather than buying time slots on expensive corporate owned computers for simulations."
"And let you steal all the data," Horizon says.
"We'd do no such thing," she says, and Pantu detects no lies.
"Really?"
"This is a purely humanitarian project, overseen by the United Nations Medical Council directly. And while I understand your skepticism, you of all people can surely understand giving to others and expecting no reward. That is what your Miracle Ward is all about is it not?"
"Fair enough," Horizon says. "But why was it in Japan, in a Black Market facility about to be shipped out."
"There were a string of break-ins at government facilities all across Europe this past year," she says, surprising both Horizon and Pantu. "The public hasn't been made aware, but someone has been collecting technology all across the world for a while now, and they're getting more and more bold."
"I-Island," Pantu says.
The woman nods, "we believe they were behind that as well, but luckily this was already sent to Germany before that tragedy took place."
"Then we'll put all our facilities on alert, just incase," Pantu says. "Thank you for visiting, and do keep me informed if any such incidents happen in the future."
"Thank you for so generously helping us, and of course for keeping this off the record," the woman nods as she stands up, ready to leave.
"It was a pleasure meeting you," Horizon says, causing her to turn to him.
"Likewise, now before I go," she reaches into her jacket and takes out a small envelope and hands it to Pantu. "A list of criminal organizations that we suspect are sending operatives from Europe into Japan to recruit known villains. Now that Horizon is scaring people away they're swarming like vultures."
Pantu takes it, "and you want us to work together and trap them, alright, I'll look into it."
"And for you," she turns to Horizon. "As a special thanks, from my people to you," she gives him a similar envelope.
"Always happy to help..."
As the woman leaves Pantu walks over to her office trashcan and tosses the envelope inside, then casually walks back to her seat, all while maintaining the icy façade.
"So I'm guessing you don't plan to help her..."
"Obviously not. If our villains want to go to other countries, and their villains want to recruit them, that's a positive for us."
"Until it gives Japan the reputation of breeding villains and infecting the world with them."
"No, we have Horizon," Pantu says. "We can't be blamed for our Pro Heroes being so great that villains simply run away. The public will turn on their own governments, blaming them for not being able to stop villains, after all, why would villains go to places that make their lives harder..."
"Ahh," Horizon quickly understands. "That'll lead to more militarization and governments being tougher on Pro heroes, so the same thing I did for Japan...I'm slowly doing to the rest of the world. I guess I'm more influential than I thought."
"All while Japan is peaceful and happy," Pantu says as she raises a finger to her earpiece.
Horizon opens his envelope and reads the letter within, then looks back up as Pantu is done with the call.
"All the raid teams are accounted for, and the seized items are all being sent to local armories and military facilities."
"All but mine, because of course the special items I seized can't be put on the books," Horizon says.
"That's why you had to be the one to go to that base, you're one of the few people I know can handle themselves if they turned those weapons on you. But you assigned yourself that because it would give you the most credit as its the most dangerous, correct?"
"Mostly for my team," Horizon says. "You could have just let me blow it all up with the island, they had enough C4 there to sink the whole thing."
"The controlled destruction of everything we seized tonight will be done after everything is accounted for, don't you want to have a big shiny number attached to your first major operation as leader?"
"Well, when you put it like that, yeah that makes sense," Horizon chuckles. "Tomorrow night this should be all over the news, but as for this night that's already over, I still have work to do."
As he gets up and puts the letter and envelope away Pantu looks up at him, "what was her offer?"
"All the money in the world," Horizon says. "Or as much of it as they could manage, but no amount is enough to break our deal, so you don't have to worry about that."
She detecting no lies.
"Horizon," she says before he warps away, making him stop for a moment. Standing up and looking at his visor, she decides to be direct with him. "I don't doubt that you will be our greatest hero, and that you will easily graduate UA.
But we both know that when I release them to you, when your family is whole again. I will make you another offer, to stay in Japan as our #1 Pro Hero."
"Anyone in your position would, but why are you telling me this obvious play now?"
"Because we both appreciate people being direct, so I'm simply going to ask you," Pantu says. "What will it take?"
Horizon looks at her and sighs, "you know. I don't have any hard feeling for what happened to me, to us, to get here...well, maybe a little bit for Hawks. But I accept what happened as a risk of the life we chose to live, it is what it is. But I have no idea what it would take to get me to stay here, instead of going somewhere else and starting over..."
With that Horizon warps away, and once more Pantu detects no lies in his words...
END CHAPTER---
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