Being a villain, you were bound to get injured, killed even. So you were lucky to get away from a recent fight with your life. Here you are now, bleeding out in an abandoned warehouse. Hearing footsteps, you knew it was over, or was it? Footsteps approached the spot where you were hiding. Looking up, you saw pro hero Eraserhead glaring down at you. You knew that this wasn’t going to end well. Closing your eyes and accepting your fate, you suddenly felt a hand on your head. “look at me.” He said calmly, you looked up and he crouched down before pulling his hand away. “stay here, and I’ll get you help.”