Y/N POV
Exiting a swing I summersault perching on a lamppost. I then scan the streets looking for any trouble.
Y/N: "It's so weird."
Null: *in head* "What?"
Y/N: "Usually this place's crawling with criminals. But it's quiet. Almost as if they just up and vanished."
Null: "They're here. I can smell their filthy scent."
Y/N: "Just wish there was a way I could locate them."
Null: "Look."
He uses a tendril to point. It's then I see a man discreetly steal a wallet.
Null: "I vote we interrogate him and see what he knows."
Y/N: "Shake the branch and see what falls. I like it."
I leap onto a building tailing him. When he gets out of view I attach a web strand to his ankles before hoisting him in the air. I hop down walking to him.
Robber: "What the hell?"
I reach him spinning him around.
Robber: "Great. You."
Y/N: "Listen here criminal. This' only gonna go one of two ways. Either tell me what I wanna know and walk away, happy as can be. Or be difficult and leave in a body bag. Your choice."
Robber: "Nice try hero. But I know you. You'd never resort to violence."
He smiles smugly. I grit my teeth when my fist collides with his ribs eliciting a deep crack. He coughs out all his air before gasping for air.
Y/N: "I mean it sonny Jim. I will make you hurt."
Robber: *gasping* "Fucking asshole... you broke my ribs!"
Y/N: "I'll break more than that if don't start talking."
He reclaims his breathing looking at me.
Robber: "What is it you wanna know?"
Y/N: "What is it that's going on in the criminal world? Where is everyone?"
Robber: "They're in hiding."
Y/N: "Why?"
Robber: "War's coming. Like none we've ever seen before. It'll make the Great War look like easy mode."
Y/N: "Who's partaking in this war?"
Robber: "How the hell should I know? I'm just a low level thug."
I grab his broken ribs applying pressure. This makes his breathing hitch as he begins turning red.
Robber: *strained* "Stop... I can't... breathe."
Y/N: "It takes around ten seconds to choke someone out. Any longer and your chances of death increase by the minute. So I suggest you spill everything you know."
Robber: "I swear... I have no idea."
Y/N: "Then tell me where I can find someone who does."
Robber: "South Atlas... there's a guy. Been running... a group of guys. If anyone knows anything... it's him."
Y/N: "I do appreciate your cooperation."
His eyes begin drooping. I let go making him cough his lungs out. I then squat down to his level.
Y/N: "It'll be in your best interest to keep this hush hush. Think you can do that?"
Robber: "I swear I won't tell anyone."
Null: "I don't trust him."
Y/N: *in head* "He'll be fine. We roughed him up. He's not gonna tell anyone."
Null: "You never know with criminal scum."
I begin walking away. But a tingle runs down my spine. Twisting to the side spares my head from a bullet. I turn around shaking my head.
Y/N: "That wasn't a very smart move."
The color leaves his being.
Robber: *meekly* "I'm sorry."
I attach a web strand to his face. With a tug to the side his head slams against the concrete building instantly knocking him out.
Null: "Told you so."
Y/N: *out loud* "Oh be quiet."
I leap away to try and stop anymore crime.
3rd POV
As Y/N leaves the area he's left unaware of the blood beginning to pool under the robber he knocked out.
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