I open my eyes and look around. Shit. I got knocked out. I look around. My friends are fighting for their lives and for others too. The villians are attacking in every direction. Civilians are hiding behind destroyed buildings. And I wonder “how the hell am I still alive.” I snap out of it and sit up. I’m bleeding. Badly. But I can’t think of that right now. They need me. I look at my friends and sudently a tought crosses my head. (Y/n). We might not get trough this alive.