The Baron

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In a dark office two men were being frog marched to the front of a desk. A man was sitting at said desk, tall, broad, imposing, and powerful. He had emerald green eyes that seemed to glow in the dark, and dark forest green hair that seemed to let off flickerings of green fire. The two men's personal effects were placed on the desk, as they were forced to their knees.

"Hmm. Eraserhead and Present Mic. To what do I owe this pleasure?" The man behind the desk spoke in a deep mature voice, as he examined the items.

"We caught them sneaking around, Baron." One of the men who brought in the two heroes spoke.

"I see." He stated while getting up and walking over to Eraserhead. The man bent down a little and grabbed Eraser by his jaw forcing them to be face to face.

"Tell me Eraser, what was the planning behind this little opporation?" The man questioned but got no reply.

"Don't bother Eraser. Your friend over here is gagged, so he can't make a sound. And as you can see, or not see; you are blindfolded. The both of you are restrained in a way so that you can't get out, let alone move by yourself. But you probably already knew that seeing as you've been trying this whole time." The man's words caused both Mic and Eraser to stiffen but they continued to stay silent.

"I see you are going to play this card. Well I can't make you say anything here. Move them with the rest of the cogs." The man spoke growing a little disappointed, and ordered his clippers with the last sentence.

"Well. Time to see if they break." He ominously stated as he grabbed a few things from his desk, and a coat on his way out the door.

[ 1 Hour Later ] { Unknown location }

The two heroes were tied in a room each in different ways, but both uncomfortable. Eraser was facing Mic, as his arms were tied behind his back up to his elbow, and to the ceiling causing him to stand but slightly bent over. Mic on the other hand was facing away from Eraser on his knees, as his legs were tied so he couldn't straighten them, and his arms over his head, also tied to the ceiling.

Not long after the man from earlier, now known as Baron, came through the door into the room. He walked up to a chair taking off his jacket and draping it over the back.

"Hello again you two. Now let me explain how this is going to work." Baron started, as he walked between the two and in front of Eraser rolling up the sleeves of his dress shirt.

"I am going to ask you questions, Eraser. Since you aren't the one gagged. You are going to answer them. However since your quirk has minimal effect in this situation I had the blindfold taken off. Now, if I have to repeat the question I have asked I will brand a tally mark onto Mic's back, and since he is still gagged his quirk won't be of any use or a problem." Baron explained as he walked around the room.

"Now then let's begin. . ."

[ 2 Hours & 10 Tally Marks Later ]

Mic hung there exhausted and hurting, Eraser stood with tears at the corners of his eyes feeling angry and disappointed in himself, as Baron walked up to Eraser grabbing his jaw again.

"Very good Eraser. Now the final question. How good are you at keeping secrets?" Baron whispered the question in Eraser's ear sending a chill down his back. Baron continued on his walk around the room before stopping at Mic.

"I have asked a question, Eraser. Do I need to repeat myself?" He asked as a stream of fire left his mouth heating a metal bar in his hands.

"No" came the broken voice of Eraser.

"Then answer." Baron blankly ordered.

"Good, I'm very good at keeping secrets, and helping others keep them." Was the answer Eraser gave.

"Good. Now then. Two of you get in here!" Baron praised before yelling out to his clippers outside causing them to come in.

"Untie him and bring him here." Baron gave his next order pointing at Mic, as he dug in his pocket. When he was brought in front of him he pulled out some sort of metal seal. And to Eraser's horror, began to heat it.

"Wait!" He called out causing Baron to turn towards him. But it was too late as he already pressed it to his chest below the right collarbone.

"It's too late Eraser. As soon as you two were caught. You became mine. Take him to the doctor, and you others come in here and help with this one." Baron replied with an order at the end. Two more clippers came through, as the other two walked out with Mic. Once untied Eraser put up some fight before he was immobilized with his chest bared. Baron just calmly walked over heating the seal again before placing it in the same spot as Mic. And a small yell left Eraser as the design was burned into his skin.

"Good. Now take him to the doctor as well. Keep them there. Treat them as you would a cog, but once they are healed bring them back to my office." Baron ordered as he fixed his sleeves, put his jacket back on, and left the room.

'hmm. I wonder how they will adjust?' Baron thought as he made his way back to his office. Slowing every now and then to wave at someone who noticed him.

'I guess we'll find out soon enough.'