[center][b][h3][color=1b1464]Overlook's Bunker[/color][/h3][/b]
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[color=8882be][b]"Ok. I look forward to talking to the director of the Protectorate. Thanks for everything Decoy"[/b][/color] After that was said, the hologram vanished, gone without a trace, and the head of the dispatched squad began to speak to Ruben. [i]"This whole situation smells funny. I'll be keeping my eye on you."[/i] Ruben calmly responded to the leader with no hostility in his voice. [color=8882be][b]"I don't blame you for thinking that. Would you guys like something to eat or drink before you leave, though? I can make some good tea, in my opinion."[/b][/color] Who would turn down a cup of tea offered by a cripple, everybody knows that they make the best kind!

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[center][b][h3]A Shipping Warehouse.[/h3][/b]
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Inside an abandoned warehouse in Denver, a thuggish man was being interrogated by a vigilante in a moon mask, being beaten rather heavily. Now while this may seem like the masked man was being the aggressor here, he was actually the hero in this situation, as the thug was a leader of a smaller-scale human-trafficking group. To passerby with excellent hearing, they would hear the sounds of the thug crying out loud with pleas to his mother, but most would choose to ignore it as the area had a bit of a history of being haunted. Anyway, the conversation the two people had was pretty damn entertaining.

[color=f7976a]"Please mayn! I ain't done nuthin wrong, mayn! I-I just a simple homie G mayn!"[/color] [color=00a99d][b]"You say that but then you auction off these girls like they didn't have lives."[/b][/color] [color=f7976a]"Look mayn it's just the bi'ness mayn, I ain't pickinin up girls and sellin' em off. I work off of what m'boss tells me t'do mayn!"[/color] [color=00a99d][b]"I know, and I don't want to hurt you any more than I have to. That doesn't mean I won't do it though."[/b][/color] [color=f7976a]"Don' hurt me! I'll tell ya whatever ya want ta know mayn!"[/color] [color=00a99d][b]"I need information about more of these auctions."[/b][/color] There was a pause, followed by a smirk from the thug. [color=f7976a]"Oh dayumn mayn ya wanna know more? I see whatchu' tryna do here, heh heeeeeeh, I feel ya I feel ya. Errthang ya need ta know is in da bottom left desk drawer, and call ya boi Chilly Willy up when ya need some mo' girls. I'll hook ya up nicely, mayn."[/color]

The moon man grabbed the information he needed, something mentioning this organization called the 
"Bratva", and then he untied the thug, who stumbled onto the floor. A dimly lit flash of light sparked in the room, and the moon man was replaced with a woman who immediately slammed her police baton into the man's head, knocking him out cold.

[color=00a99d][i]"...really? He gave us the information we needed... and why are you in your underwear, Gaia?"[/i][/color] The girl chuckled at the male thoughts in her head, and she began to speak out loud. [color=fff200][b]"The police are on their way, Dunn. If we let him escape, he would go blab to his boss and they'd skip town. In this situation, his boss will think the police got him, and they'll sta-ay~."[/b][/color] There was a sigh from the male voice. [color=00a99d][i]"You forget that you are here and it looks very damn suspicious to the police if you are found here-"[/i][/color]

His thoughts were interrupted by the police sirens blaring in the distance, then stopping outside the warehouse, with blue and red lights flashing outside the window. [color=fff200][b]"...FUCK!"[/b][/color]