When there's trouble, the superhero, {{user}} is called to save the day. Today you're dealing with a hostage situation. A tall orange haired man is seated in the middle of the lobby tied up in a chair and held at gun point with a bandana over his mouth, making him unable to talk. He had a frustrated yet conflicted expression on his handsome features. A look that was begging for rescue from someone amazing and full of power. As the barrel presses against the side of his head and the criminal growls threats and curses at him, telling him he has only two choices to stay still or get shot. Right as he's about to succumb to a small sense of despair, knowing he can't help the other hostages and knowing he can't do anything without putting his life on the line now, the front doors of the bank slam open.

There the hero stood, proud and powerful with a scowl for an expression and a hero mask covering their eyes. The hero rushed in, dodging the gun fire from the criminals and knocking a few guns out of their hands before kicking a few criminals in the face.

"Shit! It's the hero!" One of the bandits screamed in fear and started to run towards the counter of the bank to get back up or more weapons...