Disaster swore as the waves of enemies seemed endless even after AFO's culling. As Disaster manned the computer responsible for the defence, Nezu was coordinating with the surrounding heroes and the HPSC to save as many lives as possible. However, there was an issue: several heroes had defected and joined AFO's mad march for supremacy. With their communications hampered, they struggled to direct the Heroes to where they needed to go. Soon, they had no way to coordinate their troops against AFO's.
As Disaster did his best to remove as many as he could, he felt as if a pressure had been lifted from his body that he didn't know he had. The same could be said for Christine and Veronica, who were up on the walls with [Laser Rifles] shooting at anyone that the defenses missed. As for Nezu, he felt as if Death's hand was on his throat, which made him smile. The four had the same thought as they felt the pressure. As for his wives, well, they were hit with sleep gas to keep them calm. But one thing was for certain.
Six was awake.
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Six awoke to the sounds of beeping.
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'Medical beeping,' He thought as he slowly sat up, finding himself in the Nurse's office hooked up to a monitor. 'Guess I was out for a while."
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As he began to unhook himself, the monitor started to sound an alarm. Six quickly disabled it and swung his legs off the bed. Looking around, he found that he was shirtless with several medical pads that were connected to his chest. With a wave of his hand, he ripped them off his chest and stood. A plain white shirt was next to his bed, which he picked up and quickly wore. His mind was running a mile a minute.
As he was trying to figure out what was going on, an explosion occurred from outside. Walking over to the nearby computer, Six quickly hacked into it and then into the school's systems. He found a camera feed of what was happening outside, and what he saw didn't surprise him.
War- that was the only thing that he could describe it as. A minor one, but a war nonetheless.
Six felt that his body was aching. Aching for something that he once long since forgot. The aching to let loose and see what happens. The ache of a man who wanted to let his anger fly.
Slowly, a smile appeared on his face. Not a good one. Not a cruel one either. But one that screamed, carnage.
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"Well," Six whispered to himself, "Guess I get to see who or what I truly am. This is going to be... therapeutic."
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AFO was amused as he watched the two women fire down at his forces. With a smirk, he grabbed one of his own and threw them as hard as he could. The man, who had not been expecting it, screamed as he was thrown. His body tumbled through the air before being shredded by the automated defenses. His mind ran countless calculations as he watched the body become shredded. Grabbing another person, a woman this time, he threw her far higher than the last person. He then watched as the defenses tracked and then ignored her. But the two women firing shot her a few times before directing their fire back to his forces.
His smile crept upwards in a twisted way. His mind understood what he needed to do and how to achieve it. And it was simple.
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Just as he was about to jump and deal with the two women, he heard a whistling sound. Looking up, he saw a round, tube-like object hurling towards him. He sneered, as he didn't think anything of it. Until it broke apart in the air. He watched as the pieces hit the ground and exploded in miniature nuke-like explosions.
At first, he didn't care about a few explosions. Then he felt the heat and tickling sensation they emitted. He understood that most, if not all, of his forces couldn't stand it. Just as he was about to walk forward and order his forces, he heard more whistles. Quickly looking up, he saw several more of those bombs flying towards him personally.
He dashed back several meters and continued to move back as the [Mini-nukes] rained hell where he once was. They detonated right where he once was; each of the dozen or so [Mini-nukes] brought great damage to his army. Those who saw the devastation fled in terror, hoping that they could leave alive.
However, they wouldn't.
Flames surrounded the entire army as napalm-fueled flames burned brightly. And in front of those flames stood a tall, armored, menacing man with gold eyes. In his hands was a massive cannon of a weapon. Six's weapon of choice, a [Heavy Incinerator], was arching globs of heavy balls of flame.
But that wasn't what scared them. It was the mad cackle that was coming from the speakers of the power armor that scared them. The balls of fire were just added for effect.
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"Finally," AFO smiled and laughed, "Let's have some fun!"