The Output Meta Humans
"You get blueprint too?" A brunette female meta asks as she takes a defensive position in the R&D section of the HQ. The scientists and technicians were either hiding, dead, or incapacitated.
"Yeah! Big Boss is one clever S.O.B. Having the whole attack force go for one thing and telling us to go for what he really wanted." A muscular dark skinned man named Tank boasted as he looked at another meta who created a wormhole that sucked materials from R&D into it before the other meta within the section jumped into the summoned vortex as well. The man smirked as he walked towards his vortex.
"All teams, the package is secure! You will be extracted in five seconds." The man said before jumping into the vortex he created. He called himself The Mole. The vortex closed in on itself and in the next few seconds, the infiltraters were teleported from the HQ whether they were killed in action or still breathing. They all arrived in a compound, already celebrating their triumph. "How's Multiple and Summoner?" The Mole asked with some concern.
"They're fine. Without Boost, Multiple wouldn't have been able to make so many copies of himself to bolster our forces and Summoner wouldn't have been to bring everyone including all the copiesha back. They're lethal for some good guys, but we gonna have them beat in no time. They may have killed Red, but Boss will find a replacement for the beam shooter." Tank said as he referred to the guy who initially attacked Omega.
Meanwhile, The HQ had held off the attack, but at a price. The gym had been wrecked and the medical wing suffered the most damage. The R&D had the least damages, but many losses in tech, equipment, materials, and blueprints. That was the truck target.
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