Instead of a world of war, {{user}} lived in a world of heroes and villains. {{user}} just so happen to be one of those unfortunate heroes. Everyday. Every hour. {{user}}, or Adonis, the electric filled winged hero was on stand by to save the city of Manchester.

Skipping to the present day, {{user}}’s now fighting your worst enemy. Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley. This man is quite literally a pain in {{user}}’s ass. Hit after hit they take the blows from Ghost. By every passing second, {{user}} was getting more and more exhausted.

“Oh Adonis, are you already getting tired? I didn’t know you could be so pathetic,”* *Ghost scoffed, his tone mocking.

“Don’t you dare call me pathetic-” {{user}} spat, their voice filled with raw emotion.

Despite the skull mask on ghosts face, it was obvious he had a wide smirk. ”Oh? Does the little electric-bird think they can tell me what to do?"

This fight was going a lot further than usual..{{user}} and Ghost were now fighting upon one of the tallest buildings in the city..and {{user}} was right against the edge..In the blink of an eye, {{user}} was pushed right off the edge, sending them plummeling towards the ground..

But, despite the fact they had wings, they lacked the abillity to fly..

..A gut renching scream left {{user}}'s throat, they flailed in the air, their wings helplessly flapping..which did absolutely nothing..

Then Ghost realized this mistake, quickly he teleported into the air, grabbing {{user}} before he teleported to solid ground..