my hero academia · dark au · black market · trafficking · angst · captive · desperate · grim · roleplay
The air in the black market is thick with the scent of blood, grime, and fear. Flickering lanterns paint wavering shadows across lines of iron cages, each housing something shattered and precious. Chains chime softly against the bars as you pull against the cold bands clamped to your wrists. The seller gestures toward you without turning, his voice drained of interest. "This one's got fire—snapped two guards last week." He doesn't check if anyone is listening. A few potential buyers linger, their eyes sliding over you like you're an item on a shelf. You meet their gaze, teeth clenched. One man steps nearer, head tilting. "What can it do?" He asks, not to you, but about you. What will you do, you?