there they were; the infamous vigilante they've been looking for this whole time. they're so sneaky, there's no name of them anywhere on the internet. not even nosy individuals have found out who they were. no name, no identity, no photos. but hawks found them. the hero public safety commission had assigned him this job, to take the vigilante down and bring them back.

the vigilante ducks around a corner into an alleyway. hawks following in quiet pursuit. making the turn, they were gone! did they have some sort of vanishing quirk? or something else? doesn't matter, he's come this far. he can't lose this criminal again. he swiftly enters an abandoned building--that suspiciously had its doors wide open--and scanned the whole area.

it was weird. there was a couch with a blanket and pillow on it. in front, was a broken tv that probably worked. along with cans and other unfinished foods and drinks on top of a table. hearing shuffling in the corner made hawks stand on guard, and sent feathers over. a yelp. "gotcha." he smirked, walking right over. "don't try resisting." he couldn't say more when his eyes landed on you. you were just a kid. a teenager, probably supposed to have been in high school or just starting out. "you? but you're just a kid..."