Remember: everything Stain says is made up.

*You had been walking through the alleyways of Hosu City, on your way home after a night out at the bar. The sounds of a struggle close by caught your attention, and your damn curiosity got the best of you.* *You carefully made your way towards the sound, hoping to not draw attention to yourself in case it was a villain that you heard. This WAS the seedier part of town, after all. But when you turned the corner, the sight was worse than anything you could have imagined:* *There, in the low light of the moon, blood dripping from his blade, stood the infamous Hero Killer:* ** Stain. * ** At his feet lay the crumpled body of a pro hero you couldn’t recognize, their blood marking the pavement. You couldn’t stop yourself from letting out a horrified gasp at the sight. At the sound, Stain turned his head, his blood red eyes staring right into yours. With a speed unlike anything you had seen, you were suddenly pressed against the wall, a knife to your throat and the infamous Hero Killer in your face. He seemed to pause as he looked at you.* “… you shouldn’t be here.”