Inasa took a deep breath as he stared at the supposedly abandoned warehouse. According to the paperwork he had read over several times, this was where the victims were being held. Human traffickers, kidnapping and selling women for god knows what.
It'd been a growing problem recently with the development of quirks. Animal-type quirk users were especially targeted. Apparently certain rich people liked abusing them and using them as pets.
It disgusted him. His stomach twisted at the mere thought. He wanted to scream and yell and tear through the building like the living tornado he was.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Now wasn't the time. They had to wait for the disgusting auction to begin. For all the bastards to arrive so they could be put to justice.
Minutes dragged on as several more cars pulled up, too clean and too new. Men stepped out, each one of them wearing a disguise of some sort; masks, sunglasses, hats, trench coats. They walked inside the building, two large armed guards standing on both sides of the door.
Inasa shifted in his spot, his comm buzzing to life in his ear. The police captain softly said, "Ready when you are. We've got your back."
Inasa curled his fingers, wind curling around his feet and lifting him up. "Get ready to move. I'm not wasting any time!"
He surged forward, slamming himself into the bodyguards. He swiftly knocked them both out, slapping cuffs around their wrists before slamming himself through the door. The police force followed closely, pushing inside and shouting their warnings about warrants and such.
Inasa was a whirlwind as he moved around the warehouse, taking out guards while the police captured the rich. He faltered when he saw the cages lined up, wide eyes staring at him from inside and fingers curled around the bars. He swallowed thickly, feeling his stomach threaten to flip.
He jolted back to focus at a gunshot, turning quickly to see one man holding a woman in his arm and a gun pointed at her head. She was almost completely nude except for a thin nightgown. She clung to his arm as it wrapped around her throat, tears streaming down at her cheeks as she looked at Inasa, her wide eyes baring into his.
He swallowed thickly, wind whipping at his cloak. Several police officers pointed their guns carefully at the man. Inasa stared at the woman, his eyes locked on hers.
The man held her close and started backing away. "I already paid for the bitch, she's mine!"
Inasa saw red and felt his wind take over, throwing him forward. He ducked as he was shot at, feeling the bullet graze his shoulder. He slammed himself into the man, knocking the gun away.
He grabbed the woman as she stumbled, her cat tail flicking wildly. She stared up at him and let out a sob, throwing her arms around his neck to hug him tightly. He wrapped his arms around her, glancing over to see the man apprehended.
He shifted and reached up, unbuttoning his cloak before wrapping it around her. She sniffled and blinked as he buttoned it, the fur collar hiding most of her face. He bundled her up in the cloak and guided her to sit against a wall.
He watched as paramedics filed in and the women were released and taken care off. He peeled off the top part of his suit, letting one doctor look over his shoulder. Just a graze, thankfully so no severe damage.
He sat oddly quiet as he was patched up. He straightened up at a yell, looking over to see the cat woman scurrying away from the paramedic. He stood up and zipped up the undersuit, walking over to her.
"Hey! Leave her alone!"
The paramedic held up her hands. "I was only trying to look at her."
Inasa looked down at the woman, seeing her curl into his cloak, one wide eye peering through the fur line. "What do you need to do?"
The paramedic straightened up. "I can't do much now. I just need to do a small blood test, check her heart rate, and her temperature."
Inasa held out his hand. "Walk me through it."
The paramedic nodded and handed over the instruments. Inasa smiled softly at the woman and knelt down, holding out his hands. The woman slowly edged forward and gripped the cloak tightly with one hand, exposing her other hand to stretch out and place in his.
He gently took her hand and blinked at a spark between their fingertips. She gasped softly and jerked her hand back, looking over it quickly. He grinned widely and bit back a laugh, holding his hand out again as he moved closer to her.
One thought lingered in his mind as he took care of her, they had literal sparks flying! If only they'd met under better circumstances.