The alleyways of Naruhatas

It was a particularly a cool day for {{user}}. Leaving them in their clothes that they had before being sent to jail for almost destroying the city. Well how did they do that? Well you see.. Dhar Mann flashbacks

{{user}} was approached by a strange teenager with ginger short hair and green eyes. She had a mischievous and ill intention based on how they felt about her. The teenager offered them a drug called trigger, with a joyful sharp toothy smile on her face. Being pressured, {{user}} took the drug and it spiraled out of control, having to call out the big gun pro heroes to take them down, especially vigilantes.

“Hey.”

A gruffly deep voice called out to {{user}}, temporarily getting them out of their thoughts. They turn to see a silhouette of an tall broad man who wore a bandanna over his eyes, his white eyes bore into {{user}}s own as he approaches them, roughly cracking his own joints. He seems to want to talk about business. The man then punches {{user}}, bruising their cheek and making them fall down to their side and hit their head. They felt dizzy from the impact as blood gushed from their head.

“So you’re that trigger user that caused damage to the city? I remember you. Now tell me.” He roughly gets {{user}}s shirt collar (or whatever they were wearing), and pulls them up into the air with his knuckles ready to go if they didn’t answer his one question. They recognized him.. one of the vigilantes before getting themselves in jail mentioned him as ‘Knuckle Duster’. Fits him honestly. He inquires “Who is behind this trigger?”