Graphic Lies - MHA various x OC

We have nothing here

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I do a whole encounter and make a box and trap the plague doctor mask group in with me. Hawks pins all the members of the black suit gang as police enter the warehouse.

"If you plan on breaking this, good luck with it." This big scary looking guy with a mask was about to punch my hologram, but there was no point. I already made the matter to replicate titanium, and he stopped as soon that guy with a black dress shirt and gloves signalled him to stop.

He walks up to me, and gosh, I feel his aura hit me, and I switch to spirit seeker. He seems calm, with no intention to kill me and eager to talk. He stops in front of me, and his eyes smile at me.

"Hey, Kid, you good in there?" Hawks yells out to me while they're putting the others in cuff while I'm stuck with many wannabe bird doctors.

"Yeah, I'm good," I yell back, still keeping an eye on them for no funny business. The guy with the red mechanic mask keeps on looking at me, making me feel like slapping that mask off his fucken face.

"I'm sorry to make you feel uncomfortable, miss, but I don't understand why we're held captive?" He points out the hologram, and his comrades nod in agreement. Is this dude serious?

Uh, maybe it's because you're making a drug and weapon trade, which can be an endangerment to the public and could kill innocent civilians.

"You're all held here because you have a supply of drugs you were about to give to the opposition. If you didn't know that." I say bluntly, and he looks at me in confusion. GOSH, DOES THIS GUY NEED ME TO SPELL IT IN FUCKEN LETTERS.

"I don't know what you're talking about, miss? We don't have any supply of drugs." I check his aura, and his not lying. I ran to the crate, trying to open it, but my weakling ass couldn't.

"Is it alright if you could open this, please?" I ask politely to the enormous guy with the bird's wrestling mask and uncontrollably messy red hair.

"Boss?" He turns to the guy I talked to earlier, and he nods in approval. He flings open the top of the crate, and I dig through the packing peanuts. I'm sticking my ass out because there's nothing. I get my head out of the container and Feel the bodily presence of someone behind me.

"See, we have nothing here." The guy with the tie calmly says, and he wasn't pulling any tricks on us.

"HAWKS, they don't have any weapons or drugs on them; how about those guys?" I yell out to Hawks as he opens the other gang's crates. He pulls out weapons such as guns.

"These guys are loaded with weapons, kid.

YOU CHEAT. YOU WERE GONNA MAKE THE SWAP WITH NOTHING, YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SH-

Save it there, and you can yap more in your new jail cell." An officer ushers a member of the opposition outside the warehouse as I try to think to want to do next.

"Hey, chief, what about these guys? They're not in possession of drugs, so what next?" I ask the lieutenant through the light opacity of my hologram trap.

"We can't arrest them since there's no proof of them with possession of drugs, so they're off the hook.

Oh okay. I guess you guys are free to leave." I turn around to the group and click my fingers. They all look at that guy with the tie, the boss. I wonder what his name is and who they are. They all continue to move together as a group leaving the premises.

"Hey. I want to say sorry as well for the inconvenience." I blurt out before the leader leaves, and he turns to look at me.

"Hopefully, next time, we don't meet in a situation like this. Have a good day." He turns forward and leaves with the rest.