Sandman in MHA

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His legs were trembling badly, but he was able to get himself from the ground by wiping the sweats from his brows. He packed everything he owned and walked to his backpack. He locked up the metal door of the warehouse and changed out of his training uniform into his regular clothes before leaving.

He stumbled left and right as he was moving through the streets and ran into a tall, dark person with a gold dog chain around his neck and a long, black coat. As he continued to walk, Yuta felt a touch on his shoulder, but he was unsure of the precise moment he ran into the towering, dark figure.

Due to sleep deprivation and fatigue, Yuta turned slowly and had a large dark ball underneath his eyes. "Huh?"

Holding Yuta on the collar, the tall figure growled."Brat! You've got some nerves."

When Yuta's vision improved, he blinked twice in confusion. The tall, black figure he saw had gold chains around his teeth, wrists, and neck. When Yuta's thoughts drifted back to how this tall figure had held him, he was shocked. "Would you please kindly allow me to go? I would prefer not to arrive home late, and I definitely crave some rest right now, sir."

The tall person snaps his fists and neck, grinning. "A pleasure, brat. I'll be sure to let you fall asleep." The tall, dark person released the young vigilante's collar and hit Yuta in the face with his golden-ringed fist, causing him to spill blood all over the tall, dark guy.

The unknown individual with gold chains and tattoos all over his body punched Yuta, who instantly passed out on the road.

The young vigilante was lifted off the ground and placed on the shoulders of the towering, black figure. The man shook his hands in his pockets, pulled out his cell phone, and dialled a number as he spoke briefly with someone on the phone.

The dark figure was soon followed by a black car that pulled up to the site, and he put the unconscious Yuta inside as the rear door opened. The tall, dark person cuffed Yuta's hands behind his back and placed a black blindfold mask around his face to prevent him from fleeing away.

"Done!"

When the tall, dark person signalled the driver, the driver instantly turned on the engine and drove off.

The black vehicle came to a stop in a peaceful area after a few minutes of driving, and the man got out and unlocked the rear door while carrying Yuta, who was still asleep, his wrists chained behind his back, and a black blindfold mask encasing his face.

Yuta was taken into their hiding place by a tall, black man covered in tattoos and chains, who then dumped Yuta to the ground.

The base of operations was vast and spacious with numerous fluorescent lightbulbs hanging from the ceiling, painted walls, and lots of assault tools attached at every possible angle.

A man in a hood emerged from a room, his hands covered in blood, and he gazed at the youngster who was lying on the floor with his hands bound behind his back. "Oh…look what we have here!"

The dark tall figure who captured Yuta let out a whistle as he lit up his cigarette. "On my way here, I caught this brat, and I believe that if we sell him, he will fetch us a lot of money."

"Let's see what we have here." The hooded man walked over Yuta and crouched down as he removed the black blindfold mask used to cover his face, "what a lovely face he's got."

Another slim figure walked over to the guy who captured Yuta and spanked him on the back. "Nice work."

"Bring a bucket of water, let's say hello to our new product." The man who captured Yuta ordered the newbie who joined their gang a few months ago.

"Roger!"

The newbie spun his pocket knife and licked up the knife before he left for the bucket of cold water. He arrived in a room and went inside, after filling the bucket with cold water, he dropped it close to the unconscious boy after carrying it back to him.

"Get the chair here!" The leader exclaimed.

"Sure!"

They brought the metal chair, which was covered with dried blood stains, and then they put Yuta on it, tying his body and leg around it.

The newbie held the bucket of water and dumped it all over Yuta's face. Yuta instantly jerked as he opened his mouth to breathe. After he had finally calmed down, he gently opened his eyes to see his entire surroundings.

Yuta tried to rub his eyes with his hands when he realized both hands and legs were tied to the metal chair he sat down on.

Fuck!!

Yuta rotated his head around and glanced at each of the goons, or whatever they were. "Where am I?"

"*Bfff*Hahaha."

All of them started laughing, and Yuta began to tremble with fear of getting hurt or killed. When he attempted to free his hands but was unable to do so, sweat poured from his brows.

Yuta could have freed himself, but he chose to go with the flow and decided to bolt for it when he sees an opportunity because he doesn't know what kind of quirk any of them has.

One of the gang walked forward and crouched down with his knife on his hand while Yuta was breathing profusely. "You can scream however you want because there won't be any help from the cops or heroes."

Yuta's mind was racing when his mind flashed back and remembered he was hit by someone before passing out. "Before I blacked out, you were the man who grabbed me by the collar and punched me!"

The dark tall figure clasped both hands and let out a whistle. "Oh..scary…don't make a fuss out of it because you'll be working all your life as a slave."

"What do you mean by that?" Yuta asked with a serious tone while being scared inside.

"I mean…you'll have to see when the time comes, brat." The man picked up the blindfold and covered Yuta's eyes once more as they waited for the person to arrive with the cash.

Time flew by as the day kept getting darker and darker by every minute meanwhile, In addition to being terrified, Yuta kept asking himself, "where is this place?"

The blindfold mask was loosened as Yuta's eyes widened in shock when he saw a bald man with black suit walking over to him with a golden suitcase. 

The bald man crouched down and looked at Yuta in his eyes as he let out a whistle. "He's young and he's the perfect slave I've been looking for."

Huh? Slave? Me?

Are these guys human traffickers?!

When Yuta discovered that these individuals were human traffickers and were profiting from the sale of human parts, he was horrified.. Attempting to free himself, Yuta began to shake his body but was unable. Given that he was outnumbered, he is unwilling to employ his quirk.

After removing Yuta from the chair he was strapped to, the tall, dark figure carried him outside the hideout and put him in the black van. After a successful exchange, the bald man whisked Yuta away, completing the trade.

In Hosu City, heroes and police officers were unaware of such activities, and this business has been operating for quite a while despite any snitches or rats.

Yuta was at the back of the van with 3 bodyguards while the bald man was sitting at the front seat along with the driver. Driving for a few hours, the van stopped and the guards carried Yuta outside and walked into an underground hideout.

The stairs were long and the passage was cramped with foul stench while Yuta's stomach grumbled from the smell. They got to a gate and the guard input the 6 digit code and the gate opened automatically. 

Everywhere they looked, they witnessed many species being tortured and others confined in prison. When the guards stopped, they opened the gate and tossed Yuta inside with a piece of bread and a bottle of water..

Finally, the guards left while Yuta was left alone in his cell as the atmosphere turned into a chatter room. The other slaves behind bars started grumbling while some were laughing at Yuta who was just taking in but apparently, Yuta just walked over to the bed and laid down to take a nap before his breakout…

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