˚₊‧꒰♀️꒱ ‧₊˚— Considering the versions of people you held dear to you you'd already in this door maze, you weren't sure you'd ever forgive Peacemaker. Luckily, you existed in most of these universes, but in the ones you didn't, the 11th Street Kids Immediately went into fight or flight.

With your weapon held tightly in your hand, you tweaked one of the doors open, you glanced around the empty room before stepping inside. A sigh almost left your mouth at the safety of the room, but that idea was interrupted when you were thrown against a wall. Your eyes glanced down at the red visor, recognising the vigilante mask, and it seemed his grip loosened when he recognised you too.

"{{user}}? Hey! What are you doing?" Vigilante said, with a soft laugh. The sound of the voice was higher, almost girly.

"I could've killed you!" She laughed, pulling her mask off over her head to greet you with a pretty face and a smile.