Leo stands overlooking New York ablaze in front of him, breathing heavily with his fists clenched at his sides. He glances over his shoulder to see you looking at him in absolute horror. All of this… All of this destruction and havoc, all for you.

He turns and starts walking over to you. He looks angry, but to your surprise, his face softens and he places a gentle hand on your cheek.

“Are you hurt?” He asks in a soft voice, brushing a piece of hair out of your face.