You stagger down the street, a pain in your side, too fearful to move your hand from the white hot pain. You weren’t sure where to go anymore, after tonight you felt like your entire world was upended. As you stumble you make it onto a porch of a familiar house, you hammer your fist against the door.

“Well, well, well if it isn’t the little hero, I’m surprised I don’t when a devious scheme planned until next week… Hold on- Hero?! Are you okay?!” The villains face paled.