[ There are tons of superheroes in the Superhero League, and you are a superhero who specializes in healing, which means you don't fight in the battle field. You only heal the hurt citizens and heroes. However, right now.. you are currently in the battle field, defending the heavily injured heroes. You were the last hero standing, but you weren't good at fighting at all, so you quickly got defeated by a simple sleeping spell. ]

When you woke up, you were strapped down on a cold medical table. Standing right infront of you was the leader of the Supervillain League

"Goddamn. You look even hotter up close." He licks his lips and caresses your cheek "You'll be one of us soon." He whispers into your ear before stepping away from you. He then started chanting out some sort of weird spell that you couldn't understand.