We zoom in on a small room, 3 men surround a girl, each screaming at her with harsh intent.
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Pain...
That's all she can feel...
The restraints dig into her limbs like sharp knives...
The men in front of her repeatedly smack her, demanding answers for questions she doesn't know.
"P-Please... I *hck* d-don't know... anything..." She weakly says. More tears form to the sides of her red eyes.
One of the men speaks up. His attire showing his rather high rank.
"Make this easy for yourself Miss Yaoyorozu... How do you kill the Pro Hero?"
She doesn't answer.
Her silence is then met with a harsh smack across the face.
"Once more... How do you kill him?"
Silence.
His patience finally wears off. He slugs her in the side of her jaw and screams.
"HOW DO YOU KILL THIS NUMBER 1 HERO?! TELL ME YOU LITTLE WHORE!"
He slugs her again. Fist after fist, but he starts to slow down until he backs away, panting from exhaustion and frustration.
"Not going to talk, eh? Very well..."
He looks at a man beside him and speaks.
"Officer Hanks, throw this little tramp back in her cell. She still won't talk, but we will always get our way. And when we do, America will rise again!"
Hanks replies. "Yes sir, Commander Winters Sir!"
Winters walks away and the other two grab the girl by her arms and drag her away.
We zoom out of the room to reveal a decent sized facility until we eventually stop zooming to see a figure leaning against the rails on the edge of a scenic overlook.
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He raises his head up to reveal 2 glowing red circles...
"This is the place..." He says to himself.
He jumps off the side and slides down the edge of the cliff until he hits the ground. He quickly takes note of some guards and darts into the shadows where eavesdrops on their conversation.
"Say, have you heard of that Manhunter guy?" Guard 1 asks the other.
Guard 2 just scoffs.
"That's just a legend to keep the business men in line. And besides, even if he was real, what harm would he be? He's just a man in a costume running around."
"He's a bounty hunter for god's sake! If someone pays high enough and you're on their hit list, you better watch your back!" Guard 1 nervously replies.
The strange man slowly steps out of the shadows, catching the two guards by surprise where they aim their weapons at him.
"S-Stay where you are! W-We'll shoot!" Guard 1 shouts.
The strange man just stands there, his coat flowing in the Mojave wind and seemingly staring right into their souls.
"Who are you!?" Guard 2 shouts this time.
The man finally speaks up, but in a scary and distorted tone.
"I'm Y0UR W0rST N1GhTMaR3..."
He dashes at the two guards as we cut to the girl from before lying in her cell, sweat and blood covering her almost bare body.
Flashes run through her mind.
The villains, and these others.
"What were they... called again?" She thinks to herself.
One flash shows a man covered in gloves shaking hands with Winters.
"You've got a deal... commander..."
She's quickly interrupted by gunshots and screams from outside her cell. She tries to get up, but the pain from those... sessions... keep her stationary.
She soon hears a muffled voice coming from outside her cell.
"P-Please! No! D-Don't shoo-"
*BANG*
*clack*
*clack*
*clack*
Footsteps get closer to her cell until they finally stop. She hears the turning of a knob and soon hears grunting and screeching metal as her cell door is torn from its hinges!
When the dust clears, the strange man is standing above her.
He kneels down as she turns her head and squeezes her eyes, preparing for the worst.
"Hey, easy there. I'm not here to hurt you. You have some friends who are mighty worried about you."
She opens her eyes. "Friends? M-My classmates?" She asks, a hint of worry and confusion filling her tone.
"Aye."
She slowly turns her head to the man and looks at him. She musters up enough strength to throw her arms around him and cry. She sobs into his shoulder as he picks her up and carries her out of the facility, walking into the night towards an illuminated city.
