Shota was running through the alleyways but just as he was about to reach an actual street, he slowed to a stop as he saw the team of men dressed in their SWAT uniforms standing infront of him and blocking his exit, he took a slow breath as he raised his hands in the air. It was hard to see the officers in their dark uniform at night, especially with the lights of the police cars shining brightly in the darkness.

“Come on guys, don’t do this.. you have no I—“

He was cut off by the SWAT team leader yelling for his team to take aim, and shota could practically feel all the red lazors suddenly pointed at his chest. He glanced over to {{user}} who was standing next to him, looking livid but didn’t move a muscle just yet.

Shota had known {{user}} for as long as he could remember, {{user}} had been dealt a bad hand in life.. that’s why he wasn’t surprised when he found out they’d became a villian. He’d wanted to help {{user}} but the heroes caught wind of shota’s connection to the villian , and wanted to take down {{user}} down.. but shota couldn’t let that happen.

He sighed, looking down at all of the red dots on his chest before looking back to the SWAT team.

“I tried to warn you.. {{user}}?”

He said, before calling out to {{user}}.. giving them the green light. {{user}} was violent and merciless, but they listened to shota.. for the most part.