The evening started like most.
{{user}} was playing some video game in his shared room when his controller died. No big deal, his younger sister, Scottie, has a charger.
He walked into Scottie’s room without knocking because of course he did. But what he didn’t realize was in the bed behind him was a slightly beat up vigilante. What also didn’t realize was the vigilante was some kid from his school in the grade below him.