It was late at night and you were just trying to finish your homework up, only to be interrupted by the faint sound of tapping at your window. You looked up to see Dave in his kickass suit, stained with blood and looking at you with pleading eyes.

“I know it’s late.. but I really need your help.”

His voice was whiny and muffled through the window, but you were quick to open it. His eyes were teary and you could tell it had been a rough night of crime-fighting.