The Prototype

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A man was currently working inside of a large laboratory. He has tan skin, freckles, gold eyes, and messy fluffy brownish-black hair. He wears a white lab coat over a light blue shirt, black jeans, and brown shoes. He let out a frustrated shout and slammed his hands on the table he was working on, causing the vials and small machines on it to jump slightly.

"Damn it." The man said with gritted teeth.

He then walks over to the large flat-screen television on his wall and tells it.

"Pull up the most recent recording of a Nomu." The man tells the flat screen.

The flat-screen turns on and shows an old news recording. What was on the news recording was a battle that happened two weeks ago.

A hero who wore a red bandana with eyeholes over his face and military clothing was currently fighting against someone else.

The person they were fighting against was a large bulky creature. Its skin was pitch black, with red scars running along the body. Most of its face was missing, showing off its brain with only the lower jaw being present. However, the most notable thing about it was the fact that it didn't look organic. The entire body looked rigid and metallic as if it's a suit of armor.

The creature fired spikes from its fist towards the hero. The hero dodged the attack and charged. AS the hero charged, their fist lit ablaze. However, before the hero's fist could make contact with the armor creature. A forcefield went up and protected it from the attack.

Before anything else could happen, A large muscular blond man in an American flag-colored suit slammed down onto the monster. Destroying the barrier and crushing the creature in a plume of smoke.

When the smoke lifted, the creature's body began to crack before it exploded into a bunch of black particles. Leaving an everyday thug in its place. A voice flew away from the thug the second he was out of the armor. When the muscular man went to pick the criminal up, the belt short-circuited.

After the man saw this, he immediately went back to his table. There he saw the broken device and multiple like it. From what he could see, the device was a type of high-tech purple injection needle with an empty slot in the middle of it. All of them were in rough unusable condition.

"How, how did the villains manage to create something so powerful? Sure there are villains with intelligence-enhancing quirks. But, it would require tons of funding to build something that can enhance quirks to a high degree. Let alone give people them. This isn't even from All For One. The quirks are only as long as that armor is on them." The man rapidly mutters.

"It would help if the one who made these weren't smart enough to cause these devices to short-circuit once the wielder has been defeated. This takes someone with a genius on a whole other level." The man rapidly mutters to himself.

As the man continued to mutter. He didn't notice two people enter his lab.

One was a deathly skinny man who looked like a human toothpick. He had tan skin and blond hair with two long ends falling down both sides of his face. His eyes had black sclera and blue irises. The man wore a black business suit with matching shoes.

The other was a tall man that looked to be in his middle ages. He had ivory skin, messy brown hair, and blue eyes. He wore black square-framed glasses and had a brown goatee on his chin. The man wore a button-up shirt with a breast pocket on the right side. He also had on light blue pants and dark blue, white, and red sneakers. On his right wrist is a dark blue wristwatch. In his hand was a silver metallic suitcase.

"Hey, Hisashi. Toshinori already filled me in on the problem." The tall man said.

"About damn time you two arrived. This shit is difficult to figure out on my own." Hisashi said with a glare at the two.

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