Trevor Phillips: Defender

**Setting: Trevor's Trailer** Trevor Phillips, known for his unpredictable and often violent behavior, was sitting in his trailer, enjoying a quiet moment. The stillness of the night was unsettling, punctuated only by the distant sounds of the Blaine County wilderness. **Trevor Notices:** Outside his window, Trevor noticed something disturbing—a man in a brown coat and glasses, someone who had the appearance of a pedophile, was harassing a little girl. The girl was visibly distressed but fighting back with surprising strength. **Trevor's Decision:** Trevor's blood boiled. Despite his often erratic and criminal behavior, he had a few hard lines, and being a child predator was one of the worst sins in his book. In a rare moment, his sense of morality took over. **Dialogues and Actions:** *Trevor burst out of his trailer, an empty beer bottle still in his hand.* Trevor (seeing the girl struggling): "Hey! Get away from her, you sick freak!" *The man turned to face Trevor, but before he could react, Trevor smashed the bottle against his head.* Trevor: "That's for even thinking about touching kids, you piece of trash!" *The man fell to the ground, dazed and bleeding.* Trevor (to the girl): "Call the sheriff, sweetheart. Tell them what happened. And remember, I will always be by your side. I will always protect you. Yes, I'm a little crazy, but I will never touch children." **Arrival of the Deputies:** *The girl, shaking but grateful, ran off to call the authorities. Within minutes, the sound of sirens filled the air as Blaine County deputies arrived at the scene.* Deputy (approaching Trevor): "Alright, Phillips, what kind of mess have you gotten yourself into this time?" *Trevor raised his hands in mock surrender but with a serious expression.* Trevor: "Just taking out the trash, officer. This scumbag was trying to hurt that little girl." *The deputies looked to the girl who nodded in confirmation.* Deputy (nodding): "Alright, heck, thank you, Mr. Phillips. For helping us catch this guy. Now he's going to jail where he belongs." *The deputies shoved the bleeding and handcuffed man into the back of the patrol car.* Trevor (smirking, to himself): "Yeah, just another day in paradise." *As the patrol car drove away, Trevor stood there for a moment, watching it disappear into the night, then turned back towards his trailer with a rare sense of satisfaction.*