7 Chapter 7 - Club Slavery
Styxx was ready to disappear into the crowd as he slowly altered everyone's memory of the event and sent a small EMP pulse into the vicinity of the accident. As he walked away, someone blocked his path. A periwinkle-hair girl stood in front of him, a huge smile on her face and shining eyes full of curiosity.
That cheeky smile on her face made Styxx want to leave even faster as he disliked these types of people, as they are the most annoying to him.
"Hey! Hey! Handsome fella! How did you do that?! What's your quirk?! That was amazing!!... Eh?... Huh?"
Styxx continued to walk right through the bundle of happiness and cheerfulness like a ghost.
"WOAH?!" the girl exclaimed in surprise,
She turned around to ask him more questions but Styxx was already disappearing from both the scene and her memory. Styxx was fading away the longer he walked away, until only the memory that remained was of a man in flip flops saving a girl from death. For whatever reason, they couldn't remember anything else other than that.
In just a few minutes, the police along with some heroes arrived at the scene. They took witness statements from everyone there but when they asked about the person who saved the girl, no one could give them a description. They could describe what happened, but they couldn't describe any specifics on the person in question. Some didn't even know if the person was male or female but for some reason, they all could describe his flip-flops.
When they tried to get video surveillance, they realized all of the cameras and phones that were around the accident were fried, like an EMP had gone off.
This was quickly reported to the Police Headquarters and the Hero Association, which sent red flags all over Japan. Mind-altering was a seriously dangerous quirk to have and most of them end up being villains. Hero patrols tripled in Tokyo because of this incident; officials were anxious as why all of this was happening in Tokyo.
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Styxx was long gone by the time police and the heroes arrived. He headed towards his cave in the mountain, he knew the program he set up to delete or alter his image on the internet, would not be able to handle the amount of influx due to the accident. Still, even if one did get past his net, he wasn't too worried about it; Facial recognition only works if there is some sort of data about him and since it's his first time in Japan, it should be a while until his file, that he is sure other governments have of him, reaches here.
To the world, he is nothing but a ghost, a fake name in a secret file somewhere in some obscure computer or filing cabinet, as only a handful of people in the last 50 years knew his actual name.
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As always, Styxx spent the weekend playing video games and hacking government websites, he still stayed away from the Hero Association servers though. A couple of years ago, he hacked into their servers, only to be met with a monster. Whatever person with a quirk guarded their servers was not to be messed with and he stayed far away ever since.
While hacking the local government, he found a file, on which he assumed was for him, under the codename "Killshot". It seems they were planning to confront the vigilante sometime soon, but details about the plan were omitted.
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It was Monday night; clouds covered the dark sky and the full moon peeked through the gaps, a cool breeze blowing through the streets. Styxx stood in front of a window reading the subtitles from the TV being showcased.
[… In other news, today marks 50 years since Purgatory has been aflame. The once supermax prison island codenamed 'Purgatory' still burns in red and black flames, no amount of water or Quirks has been able to do anything to those ungodly flames..]
"Half a century, huh?... Time sure flies..." Styxx let out a sigh, a sad smile on his face.
Styxx took off his sunglasses and threw them on the ground, he slowly swiped his hand downwards over his face and a mask appeared. The mask is of simple design, it was split in two colors down the middle, one side black and the other white, also there were no holes on his mask. With his plethora of Quirks, he can be able to 'see' better without his eyes.
Just behind him, there was a night club, with two scary-looking gangster dudes with scars all over their body were guarding the door. The Yakuza have been around for a long time, but they have been dwindling as the years go by, villains taking over their place in the underworld hierarchy.
Styxx had come upon this place by accident, he usually hates these kinds of scenes, as he hates being around people, but as he walked by it earlier today the stench of death caught his attention.
Right now, Styxx could see that underneath the club, humans were chained up to the walls. Their bodies were weak and malnourished, rags barely covering their bodies. Some were being tortured, while others were serving people like slaves. Just then, someone rushed in alarming the others, and started killing the prisoners.
One by one, those held captive were disposed of, it appeared that they were discovered, and they were tipped off by someone that heroes and law enforcement were on their way.
Styxx sighed again, his eyes slowly losing all emotion. He walked towards the entrance, and when the two thugs noticed the mask, they tried pulling their firearms out, only to be too slow…
*Thunk* *Thunk*
Their heads fell to the floor with a disgusting thump before they could do anything, their blood covering the entrance with a new paint job. Styxx walked in and kicked the door down that lead downwards, the loud music from the dance floor covering the sounds from his aggressive entry.
Styxx walked from room to room, killing everyone in his way, the horrifying screams and gunshots were conveniently drowned out by the music. When he neared the last room, he felt three life signatures inside it. He kicked the door down and walked in ready to incinerate everyone inside but then he notice three girls huddling in the corner, shivering in fear.
"Kyaaa!!" they all screamed when they saw him.
"Please don't kill us!!!"
He walked up to the girls, there were two little girls no older than 10 years old, while the last girl looked to be around 15 or 16 years old. She had her arms around the two little girls as if to protect them. Potato sack-like rags covered the bodies of all three girls.
'Survivors?' Styxx thought as he cocked his head, he didn't think there were going to be any. all the others had been dead by the time he had arrived.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Styxx said to them,
"You are free now, you can go, no one will stop you now. They are all dead."
"Really?!" one of the little girls said in excitement,
When the little girl raised her head, Styxx noticed the small dog-like ears perked up on her head. The other little girl slowly raised her head, her cat ears were now clearly visible.
The teenager still held unto the two little girls, still skeptical of his words, her bunny ears now standing up as if listening for any lies.
"How can we trust you?" the bunny girl asked,
"You can't. Do as you please, you're the only ones left alive here anyway. The police, along with heroes, should be here any minute," Styxx said as he turned to leave,
"Don't leave us!!" the girls screamed,
"Take us with you!" the bunny girl exclaimed,
Styxx stopped but didn't turn around.
"I said, 'Do as you please'," Styxx said and began to walk away,
The three girls quickly got up and began to follow the masked man out of the hell they had been living.
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