CHAPTER 241(Above the sheep)

CHAPTER 241(Above the sheep)

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---Minato Tokyo, 5AM...

Sitting in the interrogation room of a police station, a gorgeous Japanese woman sits in the interrogation room.

Both her hands were cuffed to a bar in the middle of the table, a bored expression on her face as she looks down at the table.

Her outfit was a simple pair of black jeans and a loose white top, with some tears and slashes in it.

CLICK!

The door to the room opens and in walks a detective, well dressed holding a folder in his hands.

"Lady Bonsai," he says. "Not so scary without trees around for you to manipulate huh," he takes a seat opposite her.

The woman remains silent, she doesn't even look up at him.

"Now let's see," he opens her file and skims it, as if he didn't have the entire thing memorized already. "Killed 2 people that we know of, injured 3 Pro Heroes and 17 police officers yesterday when being arrested. Caught moving a small convoy of illegal firearms from the countryside into Tokyo."

"..."

"You know your organization is pretty smart, doing this while Horizon isn't in Tokyo, very smart," the detective says. "But you were so quick to move in the time he wasn't here, that you got sloppy, and we caught you. So, where did the guns come from?"

"I want my lawyer," the woman says, her only words since being arrested, repeated any time her mouth opens.

"Normally that's fine, but, since you've been filed and officially transferred to Tartarus, not happening," the man says. "You know how this works, when someone is deemed a big enough threat for Tartarus we skip all the tedious legality and paperwork."

The woman flinches at that, she knew exactly what Tartarus was.

Everyone knew, and not everyone liked it. The government tries to keep Tartarus out of the news for this reason, because a lot of people don't approve of them skipping the legal and criminal process and simply throwing major threats into Tartarus.

No trial, no wasted time, just a criminal locked in a box forever as quickly as possible.

Stacked atop the numerous concerns of human rights violations Tartarus allegedly does to contain certain individuals, it was a powder keg of civil unrest waiting to explode.

Truly this woman didn't quite deserve to be locked in Tartarus.

She was a simple villain, not even that powerful outside of a forest, and even then her Quirk isn't anything any top 20 Pro Hero couldn't casually deal with.

"Tartarus is for monsters, not people like me," she says, finally engaging with the detective. "You can't just lock me in there to threaten me."

The detective relaxes in his chair, letting a tense silence form between them.

"That's not for you to decide, the Hero Public Safety Commission gets the final say on that," he says.

"And they know I'm not as bad as people like All For One, or worse, Arsenal."

"Well, you can explain that when you're locked up next to her," he says. "Or, you could give up your boss, and we'll send you to a basic prison, without plants around."

The woman stiffens, clearly caught in an impasse.

"All I need is a name or location, we get what we want and you don't get locked up with the monsters."

"I..." she looks away from him, down at the floor. "I can't, just send me to Tartarus."

"Tch..."

As the detective is about to speak the door opens behind him, and he sees the woman's eyes open wide, as if they were trying to fall out of her skull.

Her breath hitches and the cuff buckle as she tries and fails to get away from the table, but can't move.

"Detective, you can leave now, I'll handle this," Horizon's voice causes the man to relax.

The man carefully gets up and leaves the room, and Horizon casually takes his seat.

His sword hovered beside him, and her eyes never once left it, which he noticed.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that, actually," Horizon leans forward and touched her cuffs, then with his other hand he grabs Scalpel.

SHAMBLES!

He disappears, startling her, and as he does, the sword and the cuffs leave the room with him.

"What about my daughter? Is she in danger?"

"Not yet, but I mean... your boss is probably using her as leverage against you, so when the crowd gets here and sees us sharing a nice meal together, takes some pictures, post them immediately...you look like a snitch," Horizon shrugs. "I wonder what he'll do to her..."

The woman begins breathing more erratically, overcome with too many emotions to think clearly.

Then a minute later she sulks in her seat, glaring at him, "You're a monster."

"Wow, and all I did was take you for a nice breakfast, such an ungrateful lady."

"Take me back to the police station, I'll take the deal..."

---6 PM...

SHAMBLES!

Horizon and Jiro appear in the rafters of a stadium in Tokyo, and below them is the massive concert venue, currently closed.

The place was dimply lit, and would be darker when people are let in and the music starts, but right now they could see all the last-minute checks begin done on stage.

"Wooowww," Jiro's eyes go wide as she looks around, having a full view of the entire show from here. "I was worried I wouldn't be able to see anything, but this is something else."

"You wanted to be in the crowd?" Horizon asks as he stands with his back against the railing, not watching the stage.

"That's where you get the full experience, so yeah."

"You're tiny, you'd get trampled."

"I'm not that small! And you could put me on your shoulders."

"To block everyone behind us? Also, I'm not going into a mosh pit of losers."

"What makes you so sure everyone that'll be here is a loser, you're here after all."

"I'm here because this is what you wanted, oh, that reminds me. They also agreed to take some pictures with us after the concert."

"Seriously!" Jiro excitedly hugs him, pressing herself against him. "You got me a chance to meet Deep Dope?!"

"Yeah jeez, they wanted pictures with me so we traded, but told em not to post anything till tomorrow so people don't know I'm here."

"You're the best!"

"Obviously."

Jiro reaches into her backpack and gets out her camera, ready to take some amazing pictures.

"And in floods the losers," Horizon says as the masses begin to enter the stadium.

"And what makes them losers exactly?" Jiro doesn't even bother to look at him, just continuing to take pictures.

"Paying money to stand in a crowd of sweaty and possibly drunk people like sardines in a can, while basically worshipping some people on stage who they don't even know, and who probably don't care about them," Horizon shrugs. "What part of that doesn't scream 'loser' to you?"

Jiro looks at him and scowls, "That's not what concerts are about you know, it's not just about the party and music."

"Could have fooled me."

"It's about the shared experience," Jiro says. "A lot of these people probably had dark times in their life and used the same songs and music to get through it, being here and seeing all these people means you aren't alone in what you went through, it helps us not feel like nobody knows what we're dealing with."

"Hmm, maybe you're reading too deep into it," Horizon glances back to see the place quickly filling up.

"Wouldn't you like to know that someone out there is dealing with the same thing as you?" Jiro asks.

"No, I don't ever want anyone else to have my problems," Horizon says. "Not having your family with you, and not being able to rebuild a normal life because of this," he gestures to the distance between him and the crowd.

It's already isolating enough, but now as a top pro, I need to hold myself apart even more and much more literally, most people can't handle that. They'd snap, so I hope I'm alone in this endeavor, at least at my age."

Jiro gives him a sad look, "Well when you put it like that, I hope you're right too I guess, now, how about we enjoy the concert together."

"Well, their music isn't bad, so I can try," Horizon admits.

"I knew you loved their music too!"

"That's not what I said."

"That's basically exactly what you said..."

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