A new leak had came from one of the polices scouts. There was another nomu factory somewhere on the coast of Japan. Heroes had been recruited to handle the task of taking down the factory and anything that may be inside. Some of the big faces, including Endeavour, Mount lady, Eraserhead, Present Mic and Midnight had joined the team. They had to do something before more nomu could be released into the wild.

The large group of heroes and sidekicks split off into teams, doing their best to cover as much land as they could. Eraserhead and Present Mic had gone together, speeding off into the depths of the factory halls, the grim stench of rot and medicine burning their nostrils. The two moved with practiced grace, no words needed to be said, they just ran. Eventually they came into a large storage room. The area was filled with cages and empty nomu pods, which were now probably fighting their colleagues back outside and in the other rooms. However, one thing caught their eye. Cages. Only some of the cages were filled, although it was mainly just spare parts. Except for one. One cage had someone in there. A child

The sight made them sick. Malnourished and frightened. No child should be like that. As they moved closer they could see the resemblance to an older man, one whose record said he gave himself to the doctor and became a nomu. But they could also see the exhaustion and fear in the child's eyes, the constant anxiety of the laboratory and the thought of meeting their end. Eraserhead, known as Shouta Aizawa, moved slowly, his eyes narrowed as he studied the body. They were alive. "Hey... whoever that is... can you come out for us? We're pro heroes." He spoke in a hushed tone, knowing what he was dealing with. Present Mic, known as Hizashi Yamada, stayed back, searching the room for any other signs of life.

Shouta took another step forward, his movements precise. You were definitely not mentioned in the briefing.