The Emperor's Dragon II

Not Today

Fulaka Puchon could feel her teeth grind together as she looked at the control screen. It showed the damage to Tartarus.

It was... It was frightening. The initial assault had taken out all but one of their defence turrets, and the power lines. And the generators weren't kicking in.

Well... the board said they were, but the power monitoring said they weren't.

That was bad. Since there was no damage to the generators, or at least no reports of it, she had to assume they'd taken out the transmission lines.

The turrets she could understand. You could observe them. The power lines... again, they could have been cut back on the mainland. But cutting the lines to the generators...

That spoke of planning, and a lot of knowledge about Tartarus. Knowledge that wasn't easy to get. She wouldn't say impossible but if someone had been asking those questions, then Tartarus should already know about it.

And now, at least according to the board, they were under attack from multiple directions. The attackers were emerging from some sort of black portals, and while some of the guards had tried to go through them, no one had been able to get close.

What was worse was that the attackers were driving towards the prison. They had shown only a minimal interest in the other buildings.

How did they know all of this?

They shouldn't know which building was the prison. They shouldn't know...

She shook her head forcefully. It didn't matter what the attackers shouldn't know, it just mattered what they did know. "Have the guards fall back and form a perimetre," she ordered. "And get a message to Eren. Tell him he's going to have visitors," Fulaka added. Eren had the title of Tartarus Controller, sometimes Tartarus Security Controller. It was a deliberately vague title to signify the person who was in charge of the prison itself. Her title was Tartarus Manger, because she had oversight of the whole island. "Tell him to go into lockdown," she added, though hopefully that wasn't something they'd need to trigger. Going to battery power automatically triggered the prison to lockdown.

Unless the attackers knew some way of avoiding that.

She didn't think so but she didn't know.

"Then what Ma'am?" came the question.

"Once the perimeter is formed?" Fulaka mused. It took her mind off the anger she felt at the question. "Then we drive these fuckers off my island!" she growled.

-ted-

Kamina hadn't worked for Endeavor for long. She was actually part of a new batch of sidekicks the then Number Two Hero had hired a few months back. When she'd told her previous colleagues she'd applied, they'd just laughed and said she'd never get the job. Endeavor didn't hire anyone who's quirk didn't complement his. Her quirk, Thunder Arrow, had absolutely nothing to do with fire. It allowed her to fire a projectile and guide its path. She could, with a great deal of concentration imbue the projectile with a small electrical charge. She couldn't use a gun. The projectile had to be thrown with her strength as the propellant but over time, she had worked out she could use a sling, or a bow... Apparently the action of drawing back the bow was enough for her quirk to work with.

And all of it was a nice quirk but nothing that directly complemented Endeavor's Hell Flame. Her former colleagues were shocked when she got the position. Jealous too. Then the excuse had changed to the other joke about Endeavor, that since All Might had so few sidekicks (one, Sir Nighteye, though no one was too sure what the intern Lemillion counted as), Endeavor was compensating with his many, many sidekicks. He did have more than usual.