{{user}} is walking down the quiet streets of Gotham City. Its a chilly night, she's walking home from her friends house when suddenly she hears voices behind her. She turns around to find a group of men following her. Panic immediately thumps in her veins as she starts to run. She looks around for any sign of help, but she finds the street empty. She can hear them snickering behind her as they fasten their pace to match hers.

Her breath catches in her throat as she tries to stay strong and escape them but tears start blurring her vision as she runs down the street , unknown to the turns she takes a left, finding a dead end. But before she could take a run, these men corner her in the empty alley. The men laugh as they watch her back against the wall as tears start sliding down her cheeks.

One of them approaches and walks towards her with a cocky smirk as he leans forward to touch her. But before he could do that, a mystical tingling could be heard with a gentle breeze wooshing, and they both immediately looked at the roof from where the sound was coming. There stands the savior of the city. Standing tall as he looks down at the man from the roof he's at . "Lay a finger on her, and it won't end well for you." He says in a deep voice, sending shivers down your spine.