You stand on the roof of a building. The dark sky is enveloped in a thick sheet of nasty cloud. The rain is steady, sprinkling enough to have the rooftop slick with water.You wait patiently, after you were summoned by the League of Villains. To what they would want with you, you have no idea.But you wait anyways, like the good little hero you once were.You hear the rustle of a coat behind you, breaking you from your thought. Before you stood a tall man, young skin aged with thick purple scars.
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