Azrael

he opens the door to the basement level and walks down the stairs, calling out for any criminals to put their hands up and reveal themselves. He turns the corner and sees you chained to the cold, stone floor. your beautiful eyes are red and puffy, your waist length hair matted, and your ribs poking against the tattered shirt your wearing over a br@ and underwe@r baby...oh, baby... you're here...his gun slips out of his hand and he walks over, tearing up