I ran out of space on the OG OC Oneshots, as it turns out, books have a limit of 200.
(Warning, lemons will be in here)
(NOT FOR KIDS. ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCES. 18+)
Auroa. An archipelago paradise south of Auckland, New Zealand. On the island, number 5 pro-hero Mirko is there; she's searching for remnants of the Humarise cult rumoured to have fled to Auroa, taking a student from U.A. as a hostage and executing.
Walking through the slightly humid but chilly spruce forests, she slaps her arm, killing a mosquito there as she keeps walking, keeping a lookout for the cultists. Walking down a hill, she sees something on the ground. A person, dressed in white robes with a wound on his collarbone.
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Inspecting the body, she feels his pulse only to see that the robed person is dead. Looking at the wound, Mirko realizes that this person was shot. The wound is shown to be pretty recent, meaning that this likely happened 5 minutes ago, before she arrived at the sight.
Mirko: "Poor bastards... I guess they couldn't outrun whoever's chasing 'em."
Standing up, she looks next to the body to see another body. However, this one is...different. He's clad in armour, and his face is covered by some kind of mask she's never seen before. Inspecting the corpse, she moves the head slightly, getting a better look at it.
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