Sometimes all You Need is One

Like a Sponge

Hey everyone I forgot to put my notes on here, I was so excited to get another chapter out. 😅😅 Hell I had to come back and add a picture.

Anyway here you go. Happy Reading (:

Durken's phone went crazy with calls, and text, he was getting non stop notifications. Close down, close down now.  "Shit this can only mean the round up was a bust. Those idiots, I knew it was too soon." He said aloud to no one. 

"Auction is over, we have to take the remaining, back. Round up was a bust, they are on to us." Even though the auction is in a unknown location and underground literally, they are not taking chances. There are too many 'important' people here, they can't afford to get caught. 

Kirka smiled internally, she couldn't have hoped for a better outcome to the night. "Yes, maybe this is the end, maybe there is a way out. I don't want to get my hopes up though, I have thought this before. 

"All of them go to the holding cells, until further notice." Durken was loud enough he had no need for a mic, everyone heard him. The lackies started moving the rest of the teens back to the cells they had came from only hours ago. There were only five of the thirteen left. 

Everyone else started making their way out to the tunnels that led to different office buildings and hotel's in a mile radius of the auction hall.  "Is there a leak?" one man questioned as he was heading to the door of the tunnel that leads to the hotel across the street. The more important a person the closer you can get to the auction hall. 

Durken was wondering this himself. "If so they will prey for a quick end when they are found out." The five remaining teens were evacuated, as Kirka took the three girls she is in charge of and headed back to the tunnels.

Once all the teens are back in their cells, and the ring members were back in their hotels and office buildings, the two suits, that keep them selves in the shadows head for the airport, to get distance between them and the ring.  

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"Is everyone out yet?" Aizawa looked around franticly trying to do a head count of all the students from classes 2A and 2B. There where a few he didn't see, making his way to the officers that showed up. "Is everyone out?" He asked again. 

"Yes." Two of the officers said at once. Panic started to set in he didn't see twenty students, and there was one in particular he was trying to find. His future step son was among the missing. Shit his mother is going to kill me, the panicked teacher was still holding on to hope. 

He let his feet take him around to the back of the building that is were he found one loud ass blonde teen. "What the hell is going on?" We were all just hanging out, so why are the cops here now?" 

Aizawa wasn't sure what was going on, he ran up to his student. "Bakugo, were is Midoriya?" He asked while grabbing the teens shoulders. The blonde looked at him as if he had just asked him why he was a villain. So he asked again. "Were is Midoriya?"

"What, how should I know. Who the fuck is Midoriya?" Red eyes narrowed on him. 

The teacher sighed, thinking he was being sarcastic. "Deku, were is Deku?"

Shaking his head, and giving a what the fuck look once again. "Who the fuck is Deku?"  Katsuki turned to Kirishima. "Hey Shitty Hair, who the fuck is Deku or Midoriya. Teach is looking for him or her whoever."