He looked up at the stars, tears brimming his eyes threatening to fall any second now. A smile fell on his face shortly,
finally...she became one of the stars.
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"You are a hero." She said with a shaky breath, "It matters not which side you...
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꧁thirty-five꧂
Hong Kong 9:00 PM
The van came to a halt inside a dark, nearly empty warehouse. Not waiting any longer, men inside slid the van doors opened as they drag their new victims out.
There was a total of four.
3 ladies and 1 man.
Seems like they had two passed out behind us, (Name) thought.
She examined her surroundings with the help of her magic. After a few seconds of looking around while men converse in front of her, she noticed three doors on the left and a large gate by south.
(Name) glanced at Keiji, who was currently glaring at the man holding him. Well, he had every right to glare at the man when his hand is inside his shirt.
Her brows furrowed and out of impulse, she used her magic ability to send bolts of electricity throught the man's arm.
The man yelped in pain as he fell back on his butt while holding his left arm with his right. This definitely caught the attention of all the people inside.
"This kid still has his quirk!"
"I doubt that. The serum's perfect and not flawed," what they all didn't notice was one of the doors on the left opened and revealed a man in a gray tuxedo, paired with white gloves. "It's either someone here is using their quirk, or you're just over reacting on small static contact."
Suddenly, the guy pulled out a metal stick from his pocket and a loud pwack! echoed around the room. To make things clear, this man just swung his stick towards the man on the floor—hitting his arm with 'not so much force' according to him, but still broke his arm.
The bigger man, who we all know as the 'man with the cigar' cleared his throat to distract himself from his whimping comrade. "We found these four tonight, Liu"
The man in tuxedo was addressed as Liu.
Liu scanned the four, his eyes catching (Name)'s sharp look. It wasn't a glare, but more of an 'I'm keeping my guard up' kind of look.
The man with the cigar noticed Liu and (Name)'s long link of eye contact and mustered the courage to offer her price. "She looks foreign but with the right mix of Asian. Has a good body and is bilingual."
Without breaking eye contact, Liu was intrigued and asked, "bilingual?"
"Yes. Speaks Japanese and Mandarin."
Liu steps closer toward (Name). Keiji's brows were almost stitched together in rage as he tries to break out from the grasps of another man in attempt to protect (Name).
