Editing Blasto (section)

===Post-[[Slaughterhouse Nine]]===
After [[Fenrir's_Chosen|remnants]] of the [[Empire Eighty-Eight]] ostensibly destroyed his lab,<ref>“I’m still not sure about this, given our history,” Rey said.  He accepted the invitation into the front hallway of the house, carefully removed his shoes and set them on the tray to the right of the door.<br><br>“I’ve given you my word that you’ll be safe, provided you cooperate.”<br><br>“Damn Nazis,” Rey said.  “My whole lab, gone.”<br>[...]<br>“The individuals in question are Menja, Stormtiger, Cricket, Rune, Othala, Niflheim and Muspelheim.  I’ll see you have all available records.  Best to enter any confrontation with your eyes wide open.”<br>[...]<br>The computer was fast.  Rey started to empty his pockets and smooth out the papers with the few blueprints he’d been able to salvage when the white supremacists had come storming through his old lab, and the computer was already idling at the desktop screen by the time he’d finished. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> Blasto met with [[Accord]]<ref name="19.x e1">Rey hesitated at the door.  He cast a wary glance over his shoulder, but life elsewhere in the city continued as normal.<br><br>If he touched the doorknob, any number of things could happen.  A pit underfoot, a guillotine blade from overhead.<br><br>It took a measure of courage to raise the door knocker and slam it against the front door of the old Victorian-styled house.<br><br>The door opened right away.<br><br>“Blasto,” Accord greeted him.  “We finally meet.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> and agreed to his deal. In exchange for giving half of his territory to Accord after dealing with the white supremacists, Accord gave Blasto the opportunity to get back on his feet and eliminate their mutual enemies while being careful to avoid any damage or criminal activity within Accord's territory.<ref>“No,” Accord said.  “Truth be told, I fear you could never meet my standards, and I’m going to do my level best to ignore the fact that you exist.  You’ll want to keep to the areas I designate and use the back ways out of the building, so that I never see you.”<br><br>“You’re not going to imprison me, are you?”<br><br>“No.  This is a business transaction.  I will give you the opportunity to get back on your feet, you will do what you can to eliminate our mutual enemies, being careful to avoid any damage or criminal activity within my territory, and in exchange, you will give me half your territory when all of this is over.  Following such an event, I hope we can avoid any further aggression between us for the future.”<br><br>“Sure,” Rey said. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> Accord allowed him to use a fully equipped laboratory<ref>“Here.  Into the basement,” Accord said.<br><br>Accord led the way, and Rey hesitantly followed.<br><br>The basement was expansive.  There were no walls – only pillars.  The floor was concrete covered in a no-slip perforated rubber mat, the various desks were stainless steel, each on wheels that could be locked in place.  Each desk, in turn, had glass cabinets or drawers.  As far as Rey could see, they were fully stocked. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref><ref>A glance told him that everything would be here.  There were neatly ordered bins of chemicals, tools laid out in neat rows.  Everything was pristine.  The cages on the other end of the room with the captive animals, even, were clean, with none of the animal scent or vague smell of waste that accompanied such.  There were troughs filled with rich smelling earth, thoroughly mixed and free of clumps.<br>[...]<br>Faced with this laboratory, he felt small, insignificant.  He knew he would soil it, that things would break as he used them.  It was ''wrong''. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> and various samples of highly classified material.<ref>“It will.  Now, I’d like you to know that I recently acquired some samples and records.  I’d intended to hold on to them as a bargaining chip at a critical moment, or something I might offer you as incentive to leave this city.”<br><br>“What are you talking about?”<br><br>“You’ll find them in the far corner of the room.  The computer contains the database and the attached machine arm will withdraw any samples on request.”<br>[...]<br>Rey nodded.  He was already heading to the computers, to find what Accord would feel was so powerful or valuable that Rey would leave the city to get his hands on it. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref><ref>He backed out of Chevalier’s data until he was at the original screen.  He checked the samples Accord had provided him with.<br>
:Select sub-database:
:A)  PRT (Protectorate, Wards) samples
:B) Non-PRT (evidence database) samples
:C) Misc samples
Further investigation revealed the full truth.  Accord had gotten his hands on a database of DNA from countless members of the Protectorate and the Wards, as well as scraps of material from certain powers, where traces remained behind. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref><ref>He selected C, expecting little.  His eyes widened.<br><br>Many were samples from lifeforms that various tinkers and masters had created.  His own were in there.  That wasn’t the surprising fact.<br><br>He selected the last option on the list.  To the right of the computer, in a hermetically sealed case, a robotic arm extended and deposited a microscopic sample on a slide.<br><br>A fragment, so small as to be nearly impossible to see, of one of the Simurgh’s feathers. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref><ref>Was it just the feather?  Was it dead tissue, on par with the keratin of fingernails or hair?  He used the computer to access a sample of Leviathan’s ‘blood’, and let the hands handle the arrangement of preparing the slide.  Being liquid, the blood was easier than the feather.<br>[...]<br>There were more tissues.  Flesh.  More blood.  Hair.  Damaged tissues and intact ones.  He went through each. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> Believing he could create a game-changer via [[Endbringer]] tissues,<ref>If it was even half as powerful as the real Simurgh… well, this would be a game-changer.<br><br>And Accord had to know that.  Had to be aware that Rey would be working with the Endbringer tissues on this level. - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> Blasto started working on [[the Morrígan]], a megaproject to replicate an Endbringer.<ref>“Okay.  So what’s today’s project?”<br><br>“Oh, I’ll have a ''dozen'' projects in the work before I let myself go to sleep.  But the big one is that I want to replicate an Endbringer.” - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> Although he suspected Accord had ulterior motives,<ref>“No need,” Rey said.  “I suspect he already knows.  He ''gave'' me these samples, no doubt with the idea that I’d use it.”<br><br>“And you can’t even control it?  Or ''he'' can’t control it?  It doesn’t sound like him,” Citrine said.<br><br>Rey paused.  It ''didn’t'' sound like Accord.  Was there another explanation?<br>[...]<br>But it still seemed too reckless for the perfectionist.  Was Accord that eager to kill the white supremacists?  Or was there another plan in the works? - [https://parahumans.wordpress.com/2013/02/28 Excerpt] from [[Interlude 19.x]]</ref> Blasto was unaware that Accord always planned on framing him and would never have allowed him to finish the Morrígan.<ref name="19.x c1" />

Several hours into the creation of his latest project, [[Skirmish in Boston|disaster struck]]. [[Bonesaw]] and [[Damsel of Distress]] showed up, trying to weaponize the tinker's works, in order to [[End of the World|move armageddon along]]. [[Colin Wallis|Defiant]] then tried to kill Bonesaw and did kill Damsel. Bonesaw then took control of Blasto's body, gathered all the various DNA samples from past members of the Slaughterhouse Nine, and left, still in control of his body.<ref name="I19"/>

He was used as part of the nines assault on Toybox and helped operate their technology.<ref>[[Interlude 20.x]]</ref>