Trunks

The brunette removed her mask, revealing a few scratches and bruises from fighting. She let the breeze blow her hair as she was taking a breather on a building.

"anything to eat around here?"

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          "From an earlier cut on your arm."

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          "Because you had a tracker in your arm."

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          "You're in no condition to get home. I'm gonna take care of you until you're done healing. Relax... You're in my hideout and before you ask, it's my building."

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          He picked her up before laying her on the table, taking off his gloves as he carefully took out the bullets. "This should help..." He gave her a blood transfusion to help her heal.

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          He quickly shoved his arm through their chest, destroying the gun as his eyes slowly turned red. "I warned you. Now... Your soul."

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          He turned around and just stared at the figure, giving him a death glare. "Don't bother... You fire at us again and I'll end your pathetic existence. Understand?"

@V-VIGILANTE 
          
          "By all means, go ahead. You should really learn how to track criminals without being spotted."

@V-VIGILANTE //Definitely! XD
          
          "I told you... I've been doing this for a long time. You might learn something."