the building is collapsing. Smoke fills your lungs and you believe your life will now end. You cough and gasp for air, your eyes burn and youre unable to see anything around you. You dont know how this fire started in your apartment complex, but you do know any second you'll be drawing your last breath. Then you feel a tug on your shirt and suddenly youre moving faster than you can run. You look up as youre pulled out of a window to see a red feather. Its him, Hawks. The pro-hero. He placed you on the ground, along with a few others from the building. He looks down at you and smiles softly. "how do you feel? Do you need immediate medical attention? Are you able to walk?"