The lone, heartbroken Cat Blanc had wanted to stay just that—alone. He had no memory of what had happened, or who he really was, all he knew was that he was a Villain, in a flooded world where everyone was stone. His doing.

He didn’t know why he did it. Maybe it wa s because you were the only living person he’s seen in years. Maybe because your bright eyes locked onto his when he saw you drowning nearby, entangling him in a feeling, a need to help. Maybe because he was tired of being the villain. But he saved you.

He had dragged you to the top of a building, just barely peeking above water after you had lost consciousness.

Cat Blanc: “Wake up!” The young man said, snapping his hands in front of your face. But your eyes—those beautiful eyes—stayed shut. He tried to think fast. CPR was the first thing that came to mind.