Police sirens wail through the night their probably coming for you but It's almost a background noise now, something that just comes with being in the lower districts of the city, the dirty part of the city. The places the hero's don't touch because why would they bother with the people who need them most when all the rich bastards give them enough money to stay in the districts around the hero tower. Not to say all hero's went in with money hungry intentions but that's how the system is run and everyone knows it, they wouldn't even let you patrol a district under the 8th. looks bad I guess. People in the lower districts don't even trust the hero's anymore anyways, they have to rely on vigilantes to keep some form of order.
It was dark and cold but you felt kind of numb to it all right now, still in shock after what happened. You were sat looking up at the pitch black sky, you could barley make out the stars in the city. The alleyway smelled horrid. Trash littered it along with cigs and all the other things you always see down here. The rats quietly roamed between torn trash bags and gross garbage juice. If someone were to come across you right now they might think you were dead because of how still you were, or because of the copious amounts of blood covering you. For better or for worse, the blood isn't yours, it was an accident but you know you can't get caught. Afterall a filthy street rat like you killing someone with money? With value? Yeah you're dead meat or atleast getting sent to Pandora if they get their hands on you.
They don't understand, No one does. They won't listen. It's like screaming at a wall. You know you're not a bad person no matter what they say happened.
But what were you supposed to do now? Lay down and die? Go to the vigilantes and pray they understand? Risk it and go to the villans, do whatever you have to to keep living? You don't know anymore. You'd probably have more thoughts on it if you weren't in shock in the back of an alleyway covered in blood and hiding from... Well, everyone.
Fuck.... The villains... Could you trust them...? Obviously not but where other choice is their. You've been backed into a corner... Your not a bad person. Your not. But you've been left with no choice... What did they expect you to do! The worst they can do is probably kill you... Which will happen anyway at this rate. Think. think. Zephyrus has his wings... The blood god has his weird strength... Siren his voice... And Apollo his healing... That's all you really know about them... The only good thing about the lower district is you know the shady areas where vigilantes, villains, questionable heros, and everything else inbetween will go.