You couldn't let it happen, Victor had finally been caught and was supposed to be executed, publicly, for what he had done as a villain.

He stood there, looking for you, his lover, in the crowd that formed. He couldn't used his shadows due to special handcuffs he had on.

Your past teammates grinning and smirking at him, practically taunting him.

"Where are you my dove...?" He thought as he scanned the crowd. He didn't know what he felt, he just wanted to see you, one last time...