black0sheep
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High over Pinnacle City, in the Finger mountains stood the mighty fortress of the League of Heroes. A group of individuals who banded together to fight injustice and to combat the rise of so-called meta-crimes.
Broadside entered the communications tower, ready for his monitor duty. Scalphunter had been behind a series of gruesome murders in the warehouse district of the city. It had taken more than the vigilante thought it would to take him out. He slowly worked his shoulder around, and removed his torn jacket. There was a hasty patch job over the wound on his shoulder, the pad was already pink from the blood. What he didn't know was that someone was already in the room with him.
Broadside entered the communications tower, ready for his monitor duty. Scalphunter had been behind a series of gruesome murders in the warehouse district of the city. It had taken more than the vigilante thought it would to take him out. He slowly worked his shoulder around, and removed his torn jacket. There was a hasty patch job over the wound on his shoulder, the pad was already pink from the blood. What he didn't know was that someone was already in the room with him.
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