°Sorry Brother°

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Sylvester's Story
    Man, how could I get myself caught like this? I coughed up blood. Damn. I can't even see anything. Whoever theses bastards are are trying to keep their place and theirselves secret.
"Shit boss, we have to kill him! The police is on their way!"
"Shut it peasant."
So I'm gonna die?
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.
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Sweet

I chuckled to myself, of course not. I have to get back to Brother. I shuffled my body around. Days of suffering is either gonna be hell or heaven. Let's see, I have to get out of these cuffs.
"Boss, hurry I hear them."
"Shit just kill him we don't have time! No. 3 get rid of him."
"Me why me?!"
Shit.Shit.Shit. My shuffling became more intense.
"You know I'm not capable of killing others!!"
"Use those useless arms that you call a quirk, and kill the damn thing!"
The person opened the door and shut it. "I dont want to hurt you."
"Yes, I heard the yelling." I told them.
Their footsteps got closer something scraping against the concrete floor.
"You have a pretty face mister. So I'm not gonna ruin that. Your body as well." I felt fingers run up my chest. This is weird. I don't like this! Ah stop is this even allowed?!
"This face of yours, just as beautiful as a flower." She stopped talking, taking her body off of me.
"But those hands of yours could be a problem. I dont want to kill you," The lady sighed and sniffled, "So this might hurt a little."
"H-huh...ARGHH!"
"CAN YOU HURRY THE HELL UP!? THE POLICE IS JUST AROUND THE CORNER!"  I fell to the ground yelling in pain.
"Sorry handsome."
I felt a sharp pain in my neck, then all I saw was pure blackness.

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Hey you cute little ducklings.
Hope each of you is fine and doing well.
Keep on smiling you beautiful ducks!

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