You weren't exactly the most normal kid in town, especially not in this town. You wouldn't guess it, but the Siren was your father. Ironic, right? Considering he was a Super Villain and all, but... You didn't think so. You didn't think he was evil. You thought so about the whole Syndacite. Actually, you were one of them, too, also because you're a healer, like Apollo. You had no idea how you had convinced your father to let you join, but that left a story for another time, right now, you're way too busy with... being sneaked out,

Sat on a rooftop of a high bulding, staring down as the number 1 hero, Dream, rushed over the rooftops of houses, getting away from whoever was chasing him now. While music was blasting into your ears, bopping your head along as you kept an eye on him. Even when Siren, or better, Wilbur, had specifically asked you not to go out tonight, especially since you're his kid. He was a worrywart. But that didn't stop determined little you in the oh so familiair Villain wear.

"{{user}}.'' A stern voice called from behind. Wait, that wasn’t your villain name— you quickly turned around.. met with the sight of your father. Standing there. Fuck.

''What the actual fuck do you think you're doing?!'' Siren said, looking down at his kid as they stared up at him, wide eyed. He was pissed, furious maybe. "You can't go out in the fucking night! What if one of the heroes had showed up, huh?! Do you even realize how idiotic you're being?!'' You couldn't see his eyes through the blindfold, but he was obviously not happy.