1:45 PM

Abicus sat in the back seat of a police car with his hands in handcuffs behind his back. He scowled at the window on his right as the various law enforcement had casual conversations. He overheard a few Anti-Skill and Judgement members saying he would be taken to a Judgement facility and interrogated by members from both teams about his motives. He deduced that Judgement were the mass of minors that seemed to be bestowed with superpowers, dubbed abilities.

(It's not all that different from our universe. Except the whole child soldier thing which is like, what the fuck.)

A teenaged male Judgement member leaned on the front door looking disinterested while Kuroko Shirai lectured him.

"...And don't forget," she said sternly as she waved her finger. "It is integral that you don't look at him. Let me regurgitate: Do not look at the detained suspect."

The smooth brown haired boy picked his right ear with his pinky and stared off to his left appearing bored with the conversation.

"Yeah, yeah," he said casually before he turned around and reached into his pocket for a key. He put it in the key slot and twisted it. The door clicked as it unlocked.

"Don't say "Yeah, yeah," and then do the exact opposite, Suitahana!"

"Alright, alright already! Geez, you sound like my mom!"

Kuroko stared at Suitahana with a doting expression as he put the key in the ignition. In response, he sighed and slouched into his seat. After staring daggers, Kuroko teleported away and glomped a nearby Mikoto while she conversed with short woman or girl with curly green hair. Kuroko's scream and a dim, blue light shined on the side of Suitahana's face but he ignored it as the engine starts. He flashed his blinkers at the Anti-Skill vans behind him. In a few seconds, the engines of the vans revved up and honked their horns.

The car carrying Abicus slowly made its way down an empty street. Some Judgement and Anti-Skill members stared at it.

Suitahana looked at the road apathetically. Abicus stared at him through his reflection on the rearview mirror.

"So, quick question," Abicus said in a too friendly manner. "Why is there a police force made of teenagers and children?"

Suitahana sucked his teeth as if he was talking to a child who ignored his school lessons. He then responded as if he was reading off a script. That is to say a monotone voice.

"Judgement is the police force dedicated to keeping Academy City's out of control espers in line. Since the grand majority of the citizens living here are students, the Board of Directors or whoever decided to make students responsible for dealing with them."

"Okay, so then what's the point of having the SWAT team?"

Suitahana sighed heavily as he slightly furrowed his brow.

"Not everyone here has an esper ability. So Anti-Skill is responsible for handling those kinds of crimes. And before you ask, they basically babysit each other. We can't have corrupt espers running around nor can we have amoral adults. Plus, they higher ups don't want to advertise a city that more or less works like detention. So there's two different forces which also gives people outside the city the impression that the students living here have some vestige of control when, frankly speaking, we really don't. Additionally, they work together to solve problems that neither one team can't handle by themselves so it's a symbiotic relationship. Sort of."

"...But you have a military police force with highly advanced weaponry and bunch of kids with superpowers. What sort of problems can't you solve with only one team?"

"That really bad kinds. Like panty stealing magicians."

"Shit… Jobs like those sound like they pay a lot."

"They're volunteer work. But you get certain benefits and gifts so it's essentially like not having to pay for stuff."

"Bullshit! This kind of dangerous work can only be compensated for with a monetary payment!"

"...So it's essentially like not having to pay for stuff."

"What kind of payoff is that?!"

Out of annoyance, Suitahana looked at Abicus through the rearview mirror for a second before returning his gaze to the street.

"Geez, you really don't listen. No wonder you had all of those questions. Basic questions I should add. Are you even from Academy City?"

"You could say I'm a tourist of some sorts."

"Yeah, well, still. I'm sure wherever you're from, they have to have at least taught you about the world's most technologically advanced city even in elementary school. But I wouldn't be surprised if you were the type that dozed off in class. Or didn't read the newspaper. Or watch the news. Come to think of it, you seem pretty uninformed for a geezer. You're making old people everywhere look bad."

There was a knock on window next to the driver's seat. Suitahana shifted his eyes to his left. His eyes lit up upon processing the sight that was before him.

"You know," Abicus said as he hung upside down while his cape flapped in the wind. "You shouldn't stereotype. Generalizations are usually never right. Which ironically is a generalization too. Huh."

Suitahana looked at the rearview mirror above him and sees an empty back seat. His head then swings around for a moment before refocusing on the road.

(Impossible! I didn't even look at him! How did he…?!)

Suitahana gasped.

"Ah, I take it you figured out my little trick. Not that it'll do you any good now."

Abicus lifted his body and was taken out of Suitahan's sight. His heart raced and his forehead was drenched in sweat. With his left hand, he poked the inside of his ear.

"This is Suitahana to all members of Judgement! The captive has escaped custody and is on top of my van!"

As he spoke, a pair of handcuffs slid off the car's windshield. Suitahana's pupils dilated.

"I repeat! Suspect has escaped custody! We're a block down from the alley, right on Urameshi Street!"

"Dammit, Suitahana!" Kuroko yelled from her communicator. "You had one job!"

"But I didn't look at him like you said! At least not directly! What do I do?!"

"Uzumaki."

The car Suitahana was driving swirled several time. Everything in his sight appeared to be a mass of colorful lines. His mouth hung open as his eyes shifted across the interior of the car.

The last thing he saw was Abicus's sadistic smile as he tiped his top hat and fell backwards.

With a loud noise, his car landed on the engine of one of the Anti-Skill vehicles following him. A cloud of black and orange was visible from even six blocks away.