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"Your magical emblem means nothing in the face of true justice." The head officer yanked the magical boy's belt off of him, and in flash of white lightning, the belt crumpled before him. The cop's two cronies laughed.

Magical Boy Vax, The Raptor looked a little shaken but wholly unamused. This cop was clearly more than a civilian. "So this is counts as a stop and frisk in this excuse of a city?"

"All talk, even without his powers-" The cop sighed. The cop ripped off Vax's shirt. Magical enhancements, runes, and tattoos covered him. "You're a real freak, you know that? Maybe this counts above board to you magical man children, but I don't tolerate it."

Vax masked a smile. Did these people even know what they're looking at? "Oh, officer I guarantee you these are all just aesthetic. Just little extra youth- always gotta look fresh in my mid-thirties. Maybe a power enhancer. Nothing fancy."

The cop thought he saw the viper tattoo twitch. "Bob, hold him against the car. Jim, cuff him. Lets show him how we treat his type around here."

Bob held Vax against the hood. Just a moment of skin to skin contact was all Vax needed. The viper tattoo gave Bob a kiss. Jim was close behind. Slapping some cuffs onto Vax, he received a love bite as well. Both were unaware.

The cop just stared, strangely transfixed. There was something about the star rune on the magical boy's back. It held him there. Moments passed. Jim and Bob waited for the cops command.

"So are you just going to scope me out all day?" Vax almost laughed. He knew exactly what was going on. "You know, I wasn't always a hero. Some would say I'm still not. I don't think working for "justice" in a city as seedy as this means much- but I digress."

Bob and Jim started to feel a little faint as a paralytic poison coursed through their veins. The cop, however, felt a tug. A pull. A gravitational force coming from the Magical Boy's back.

"Anyway, as an ex-villain, I always keep a few aces in my sleeve. And officer, your anti-magic power seems awfully useful. I think I'd like it. And I think you'd look good on my back."

Bob and Jim collapsed. The cop, fully lost into a trance, felt himself sucked and squished as if being forced down an invisible drain. As his arms reached the magical boy's back, they lost definition. The cop felt a squeezing sensation, as his dimensionality collapsed. And sudden slurping noise, the cop was naught but another tattoo on Vax.

"World won't miss a couple of pigs..." Vax chuckled triumphantly. He wiggled. His arms were still stuck- He didn't immediately have a plan to get himself out of these cuffs.

The magical boy sighed. "What a hassle."


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