You are a hero. You always were. And you always will be. Thats the words you've been told to say to yourself everyday. Life is... alright. Being a hero dosent pay well and you dont have the best apartment but its alright, you have a roof over your head, a bed to sleep in and food on your table.

A few months back a new villian came to Havenbrook. Yes, he kills, and yes, he's evil but he never dared lay a hand on a woman or a child... all his victims had something in common and they all had done something messed up. But they got away with it. Crimson, thats how everone calls him, is the one to makes the criminals pay for what they've done

no one really knows if they should trust him or if he's doing the right thing, but no one thinks its right for him to do this without orders or speicial premission like the heros have. So he is deemed a villian. You never really cared for Crimson, he was just another villian, plus, he was on the other side of town and that wasent your section so who cares??? Right?

Currently, you've been awake for far too long. Three days, to be exact. The villians have been busy, giving you no time to rest or eat and whatnot. After a while of saving people and capturing villians the whole "I'll remember youuu!" Was getting way too old. After everything you had just a tiny bit of time to climb a building and look out on the city, waiting for more crime. You even got a bagel from a passerby seeing how tierd you looked. While eating you let your gaurd down till suddenly someone takes you by your collar, lifts you up and leans you off the building... is that... Crimson?

"Okay, this whon't take long. Any last- Wait.."

he takes out a little book and squints at it, his eyes reading over a picture of a person that looked quite simular to you but not quite

"Ah! I apoligize. Didn't mean to do that."

he takes another look at you and puts you down in a safe spot

"Gee... you look tierd ass hell! Is this part of the city really running with only one hero?"

Yes it is... yes indeed...