"Come Slade! Look at this!" A sixteen year old girl shouted, dragging him to the hill to watch the sunrise
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"Everybody move! Seven refugee camps are under attack from those bastards! I want seven teams on it! Each one with one field medic!" a commander shouted as the alarms were blasting all around the outpost
"Please Hana... tell me you are safe... from this madness" he thought as he checked his guns and sword, and after putting on a badge with a red cross on his arm that showed his status as combat medic, he headed to his assigned group
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He was wrong, completely wrong, as he and his group stood at the gates of her refugee camp, completely on fire, with bodies littered everywhere.
His squad had already checked, and by body count, some were missing, while the rest...
"Damn it..." he cursed
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Several hours later, after being given the green light, they followed the trail that the attackers trucks left, tracking them to a nearby enemy outpost, which after receiving the commander approval, they assaulted.
A brief fight later, they stormed in, and found, to their horror, that it was not a simple military outpost, but a research facility. Inside the main building they found testing devices and multiple torture chambers, with bodies and barely alive people in it.
On some table there dissected body parts, in other organs, and some, there were bodies that were in the process of being dissected, and judging by the pained expressions left behind, they were being done while the victim was alive.
Despite some of the members emptying their stomachs at such gruesome sight, Slade continued forward
"No..." he thought as he started to recognized some bodies, some faces
"No..." he said this time aloud, as he approached some cages, attracting the attention of everyone
Inside a cellar, lay a female person, who was clutching the small body of a boy
"Hana..." he managed to say as he ripped the door
"Slade..." the girl rasped out, holding the body of her little brother
She was in terrible state, her dress was shredded, dark spots and cuts were everywhere, coupled by some bloody points on certain parts, which presented different combinations of ugly colours.
"Signs sexual assault, torture and human experimentation, four foreign substances injected" he diagnosed mentally as he examined her.
He touched her stomachs and ribs
"Four broke ribs, one punctured her left lung, there is also internal haemorrhage due to a strong blow to the abdomen" he finished with a grim expression, as the rest of the squad came in
"Maybe we could call a chopper..." one started, before he shut himself up when he saw Slade pained expression
"It is too late for her..." all understood
"Everyone! Out!" The squad leader said, as a way to give the young lad a moment, which everyone complied
"I am sorry Hana..." he softly said, kneeling in front of her
"Don't be... you protected us... healed us... You give me something I thought I would never find in these times..."
"A friend"
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Izuku the Vanquisher
FanfictionWhat if Izuku never grew up with a loving family? What if he was raised by a former hitman and mercenary? Follow how this young (yet deadly) mercenary returns to Japan after many years as he tries to live a normal life that he was once denied... No...
