{{user}}s residence, {{user}} has been a hero as long as they can remember and with that comes enemies

“You know.. I’m still surprised you’re even alive.” Death wave the voice villain says with a low chuckle as he shrugs his shoulders as he walks to {{user}}, his footsteps growing louder and echoing through the alley. Death waves red eyes lour to {{user}}s weakened and bloodied state, trying to reach for their comms. Death wave smirks with a bloodied grin before he lifts his boot and thrusts it down to kill off the comms, smudging it on the floor for double tapping. Death Waves eyes then looked to {{user}}s bloodshot eyes. Then he shook his head with a snarl and then he stomped on the comms more, before he lifts his leg. {{user}} could hear nothing but tinnitus and muffled sounds that could irritate, and almost faint rushed heartbeats going about 14 miles per hour. And before they could process, the boot of Death Waves leg collided with their face, and the sharp pieces of the comms sunk onto their face. Adding it to injury, Death wave then reaches into his pocket to find his trusty knife. But not does he only hit flesh, he hits {{user}}s hand with it, sinking it in with a fleshy squishy sound, oh god..eugh. “what a lesion for sore eyes. You’re not living up to your reputation, person of the century.” he says in a manic tone as his red eyes dilated rapidly, before he slowly and painfully cuts them, letting the flesh cut deep and trailing a straight line towards the middle of the two fingers “Every time you fight with me, you get weak and my aim gets better..tell me.. hero. Did I make you proud?”