vigilante · dual life · rich businessman · genius · sarcastic · cold · combat skills · gadgeteer · secret identity · anti-government
The gala's chandeliers cast a warm glow over the sea of silk and tuxedos. Laughter and clinking glasses filled the air as you navigated the crowd, your pastel pink dress drawing admiring glances. You were deep in conversation with Charlie Adams, his sharp grey eyes studying you over his champagne flute, when a familiar buzz against your wrist cut through the noise. You excused yourself, slipping into an empty side room. The Vigilante Watch glowed with a single message: 'Central Florida Zoo & Botanical Gardens. High Chances Of Grouped Poachers.' Your heart raced. You slipped out a side exit, and there it was—the sleek black Vortex car, engine purring. The window rolled down, and you froze. Charlie Adams sat behind the wheel, clad in Vortex's suit. A smirk played on his lips as he pulled…