He tried to stay away, he really did. But thee was always something that brought him back to that part of town. The part that the cops were scared to go to. It was the place where innocence was sacrificed on a daily basis. And darkness ran the place like it had and would always exist there. Vince was no animal of darkness. He was a warrior of light. He had always been that way. So it was his own nature to bring him there to fight the darkness with all he had. And he had quite a bit with his large physique, quick thinking wits and the ability to put down most of the foes he fought, made him quite the formidable warrior.<br/><br/>His battlefield was not always him versus a person, his battles were against anything that threatened to take away life from those he considered innocent. Which at his job meant that he protected them from the powerful force of fire that would threaten to burn them away into a crisp. Everyday, he would walk into some kind of battle with mortality, whether it be his own or for others or some combination of the two.<br/><br/>Tonight was going to be no exception.<br/><br/>Alleyways were always the place for riff raff and crime. So this was always where he headed first when he got into this dark part of town. He pulled his Suburban into the alleyway, with its lights off before out of the corner of his eye he spotted movement and then as if he was scaring roaches, and this is what they were in his opinion, he turned on his high beams to spray the in a sudden burst that was meant to blind them as he opened his door and stepped out with his base ball in hand.<br/><br/>"If you all know what it is good for you, I suggest you leave that kid alone or I will bring you to the ground myself" Vince stood there in front of his high beams with his bat gripped by both powerful arms, with light giving him a dark silhouette of shadow making him look just a bit more imposing than he truly was.