The lightning cracks across the sky as she ran across the rooftops towards her hero. He was racing into an ambush and didn't even know it. He insisted on going solo tonight. He was just supposed to pick up something that his father in law had suggested as a surprise for his wife. It was supposed to be so simple. How could he know that if he even made it to the object he sought, he would be destroyed by it? How could he know that others knew what he was after? How could he know that he was heading straight into a trap?
She was fighting back her tears and wishing desperately that she would catch him in time. She had found out about the ambush while on her rounds of the city. It was supposed to be a simple job.
He was just supposed to pick a certain flower for his wife. His wife didn't even know. It was supposed to be a surprise. His father in law had suggested it as a gift, knowing how dangerous the flower was and was counting on it to destroy the young hero. He didn't know...
She made it to where the ambush was supposedly and found wreckage and a whole lot of wounded men. Her hero had fought against them. She looked for her hero and could find only his helmet with a shattered glass veil and the wreckage of his motorcycle. She was only fifteen. She didn't need to be told what it means, because she already knows what it means. She kept looking, knocking out anyone who tried to get in her way. She was furious. She asked all the right questions, but unfortunately no one here had the answers she was looking for. None of them knew what happened to her hero. She made it to the center of the wreckage and found the two most disheartening objects she could find. Her hero's hat and gun are all that's left near the beaten foes.
She had not only lost her hero, but her father as well…
