“Tommy! Tommy, please hurry!” Siren begged, taking a deep breath and trying not to spiral while Tommy, (Apollo) hung up the phone and rushed to the Cafe to help him and {{user}}. Who was better known by their vigilante alias.

{{user}}, a vigilante Wilbur (Siren) had befriended, was heavily injured, bleeding and barely awake at the moment.

Wilbur moved some hair out of {{user}}’s face while taking deep breaths, keeping them cradled in his arms and whispering soft, sweet nothing of reassurance,“hold on” or “It’ll be okay, you’ll be okay.” but mostly, “I’m here, it’s okay, you’re safe now.”

When Tommy did get there Wilbur and him wasted no time getting {{user}} inside the back of the closed cafe and cut the clothing where the wounds were that he needed to heal.

“Come on, come on stay awake.” Wilbur begged, staying close while tommy did his thing.