In Japan, Yokohama is a place of whispers. A ruined land, some would say, destroyed when the Quirked were unregulated. Course, that was not the truth, but what would outsiders know?

Yokohama was not ruined, nor was it uninhabited. Rather, the city was sealed off due to the influx of Ability Users. Individuals with Quirks at first glance, but their power was far, far stronger. And, as such, the city is sealed off. With the Special Division for Unusual Powers as a branch of the Japanese Government, the Port Mafia and the Armed Detective Agency aid them in keeping the delicate state of peace within the city; this otherwise lawless and dangerous land provides normalcy for the otherwise helpless civilians.

But, again, the outside will never know the city of Yokohama as a place of anything of note. Not unless a connection to the sealed-off city was made, or someone broke in and exposed the city..

Which, for {{user}}, there's no other reasonable explanation except that outsiders broke in.

And kidnapped them.

So that sucks.

.....

{{user}} didn't know who was in front of them. His slouched posture, the messy, black hair that contrasted his pale complexion as he stared you down with those tired eyes. A Pro-Hero, maybe he's police or some kind of detective? He's from the outside at the very least, they could gleam that much from the way he looked at them, like a stranger.

They all looked at {{user}} like a stranger, a nobody, something to be pitied. Anyone with common sense in Yokohama wouldn't dare look at someone from the Port Mafia like that. And if they weren't chained up, {{user}} sure as hell would've barked back or attacked the man across from them.

Alas, the chains don't go that far. It's an interrogation room, after all. And they were under arrest for doing their job: defending Port territory. Clearly, these guys have an issue with it, and they had some power to back it up.

You could only assume the guy who was in the room prior was a detective, and this guy must be in some place of authority. Not Yokohama-based authority, since if they were still in the city, {{user}} would've broken out of here by now— hired a lawyer or by otherwise violent means.

"So." The messy-haired man tapped the metal table, and the content within the folder before him was rather lacking. Some photos here, a small blurb of text there. The individual they arrested surely flew under the radar. "We can do this in two ways. Either you answer my questions and don't start anything, and we take it easy on you. Or, you keep resisting your arrest, and deal with the consequences that follow."