17 Interrogation
When I woke up I was in a grey room, locked to a table, both my hands and feet were cuffed in heavy restraints. I could only describe them as a completely useless effort, they had no seastone in this world, therefore they had no actual way of detaining a logia user.
The room was really bland, really who uses grey for their walls?
Trying to escape out of my bindings was unnecessary. They were most likely monitoring this cell.
As expected, a few minutes after I woke up the door to my poorly decorated cell was opened.
In walked the heroes that captured me along with the Chief of Police and the Detective that found my identity. All Might wasn't there, at least not in hero form. He was Skinny Might now.
Without even letting them speak I started.
"Hey, guys!! Big coincidence that we'd meet here huh?" Some looked startled, some amused.
Naomasa still looked especially concerned, I guess I'll have to lighten the mood a bit.
"We will be taking you to an interrogation room." The Chief of Police recovered quickly to my unusual greeting.
"Yeah, I kind of figured that out. Quick thing, you guys really need to fire your interior decorator. This room isn't really up to standard."
My lazy and slow jokes seem to somewhat annoy the Cheif of Police, Aizawa was also not really amused. The only decent reaction I got was from Midnight and Snipe, a small chuckle. They quickly stopped as Eraser stared daggers at them. Toshinori just sweatdropped.
The Chief coughed a bit and continued."Ok... we will unstrap you from the table."
They unstrapped me, and under my big restraints were smaller restraints, jeez they really went all out on the security.
I got up from the table, my action seemed sudden to them, I could feel some people tense up, Midnight preparing to rip a bit of her suit open.
"Calm down. I won't try to escape, by the way, I hope you guys weren't hurt last night, I got really into fighting All Might hope it didn't affect you too much." I was taking on a cordial tone, truthfully I didn't pay much attention to them besides Aizawa and Midnight.
"Well, I was crushed under a tree during your fight. But it wasn't really your fault." Snipe was being friendly here. It was totally my fault.
"All might did most of the collateral damage anyways..." Aizawa said grumpily. He probably was a bit salty that I targeted his weakness.
Toshinori also looked a bit guilty at Aizawa's jab.
I was taken to a small room with a table in the corner, I was seated in facing the door while the detective was right in front of me. In the room a woman was waiting, I could remember her being Naomasa's sister, Makoto. She had a lie detector quirk if I think, I wasn't really planning on lying anyways.
Naomasa still looked somewhat tense, even with all of my attempts to lighten the mood.
The others left the room, leaving me, Naomasa and his sister alone, they were likely watching the interrogation on a screen.
Makoto put her hand on my shoulder before we started the interrogation.
Staring into my brown, somewhat shady looking eyes, Naomasa started asking the usual arbitrary questions about my name, age, the validity of my identity. Which I responded truthfully.
Whenever an answer was given Makoto would just nod if it was genuine. I tested her reaction to lies by claiming I was the Prime Minister of Zimbabwe. She just gave me a look and didn't even bother disproving it.
After a few jokes and a few answered questions, Naomasa started asking more about my past.
"What was the reason that made you became a vigilante?" His tone was the same as the other questions, but this one obviously held more importance.
"It's actually quite simple. One night, when I was ten, I was attacked by a villain." He looked surprised by the lazy tone I had taken.
"There isn't really much to say, the attack made me hate villains in general. The same day I also awakened a quirk, which is nice." My tone was even as if I was completely disconnected from the story I was telling.
"I had started training my body and my quirk as soon as I had found out about it."
It was clear from the look in his eyes, the detective didn't like what he was hearing.
Having a child attacked by a villain was bad enough, having said child become a vigilante and fighting more and more villains with minimal training was not a pleasant concept to him or anyone listening.
Makoto also looked somewhat shocked by the way I was recounting these events. She still nodded to her brother after regaining her composure.
There were quite a few things on the detectives' mind, I waited a bit for the next question.
"To what extent were you injured during the attack?" They probably noticed that I didn't have anything about an attack in my medical record. Mainly because when I woke up the wound was already a scar.
"I was stabbed somewhere around the abdominal region, the villain was probably thinking I would bleed out." He, once again, looked like he was sweating a bit. The fact that I didn't go to the hospital sounded a bit more tragic than necessary.
The next question was still related to the injury
"How did you recover from said injury? There is nothing to suggest you went to the hospital with it." He was referring to the fact that I reported my quirk soon after it was awakened.
"Well, when I woke up I was already healed, might be due to my quirk, it has a minor healing factor." I said, in a matter-of-fact tone. My quirk enhanced my physique to the point where some wounds would heal very quickly. But that was after training, technically I didn't lie at all in my sentence.
"What happened to the villain that attacked you?" This question was a bit obvious, he naturally wanted to know what happened to the psycho that attacked a young child.
"Oh, I caught him a year later, in fact, it was my first appearance on camera." There were quite a few more questions about the situation.
This was a bit surprising to hear for the detective, he was probably thinking that I had done something worse to the villain that attacked me. He could tell I wasn't lying, during this whole exchange I was cooperative and talkative.
I knew I needed to wait a bit.
"During your time as a vigilante, you didn't severely harm anybody..." Naomasa was probably hoping I would give a reason for that. And express my view on lethal action against villains.
"I believe that the law is the one that should punish villains, I was just helping them get judged faster." In a sense, this was also true, I never considered myself as the judge, jury and executioner. I only caught villains, I never cared what happened to them afterwards.
The interrogation went on, he kept asking for details about my circumstances, the orphanage, childhood. I answered all of them with honesty, I had no reason to lie anyway.
Before the interrogation ended Naomasa added.
"With your situation, we cannot really give you much time in any detention centre..." He paused to think for a second.
"For now, we will do some psychological evaluations to check if there are any hidden issues from your experiences." After that, I was taken to a different cell.
This one had a bed, a desk and a potted plant. It even had a toilet and a mirror. The chief of police most likely didn't want to hear me complain about the decor again.
Now I had to wait, again.
They needed to check if I was safe to be put on trial, there would still be a trial after all. Vigilanteism was still a crime. But they needed to take my age and my mental state into account.
