"𝘙𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘯 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶." What was that stupid term again? Oh right, opposites attract. He was the number two prohero, the savior, the legend, and the show off. And you were were a secretary to the number one. Judgmental, perceptive, blunt and bland. Somehow, you got yourself stuck in Hawk's talons and once he got a hold of you, he was never letting you free. You were trapped, like a bird in a cage. Or maybe, an aviary.