I wake up to a totally unfamiliar surrounding. Feeling kind of scared I wonder how I got here. As I look around I become more and more frightened. My purple eyes well with tears. Just moments ago I was standing at my parent's grave. How did I get here? Where is here anyway?
I feel my wings beat frantically under my waist length dark brown hair. "Hello? Is anybody here?" My eighteen inch tall frame shakes with fear. "Hello?" I say again louder this time. I'm crying now because I'm really scared. Where am I? I look around again. I think I'm in a closet. It's kind of dark in here. I'm afraid of the dark. Tears are now streaming down my face. "Hello? Is anyone there?" I try to get out of wherever I am. My small fists pound on the door in front of me. "Hello?" I'm about ready to give up when all of a sudden the door finally opens. I see the Flash in front of me.
His eyes widen when he notices me but he quickly regains his composure. "What's your name little one?" "Kaylee." "How did you get here?" "I don't know." He takes me by the hand. "Let's go find your family." "You're not going to find them." He seems somewhat surprised. "What do you mean?" I feel my wings droop. "They're dead." "I'm sorry. How old are you?" I'm not sure what this has to do with anything but I tell him that I'm 8.
He leads me to a group of heroes. I recognize all of them. "Guys this is Kaylee. I found her in the supply closet." So that's where I was. He tells them everything I told him. I look at all the heroes feeling kind of nervous. I think they want me to say something. "Hi." Superman smiles at me. "Hello Kaylee. Welcome to the Watchtower." I don't feel nervous anymore. How could I possibly be nervous? I'm surrounded by the world's greatest superheroes. How awesome is that?