That night, Monica sat up trying to read. She had put Madison to bed and kissed John goodnight. She would be in bed later on she was distracted by to many thoughts.
With all the powers she had discovered she had lately, Monica decided she would use them for good to help people. She had always wanted to be a Superhero ever since she was little. When Monica was a child, she liked Supergirl and had all the figurines. She had even liked Wonder Woman. Now that she had powers herself, she had to come up with a Superhero name, and a costume somehow.
Since she had admired supergirl as a child, Monica decided to call herself Superwoman since she wasn't a young girl she couldn't be called Supergirl and that name had been taken anyway. She also wondered what would John and their little girl would think having a superhero in the house. Would it effect their lives greatly, or make it very difficult? Monica always read that saving people could make you spend less time with family. But that was a price to pay, when you were destined to do great things she thought.
Even as a Federal Agent, close friends have told Monica she was a Superhero because she helped those everyday on cases. And Monica believed them. She loved helping others. It made her feel good inside and as a person.
SO that night, Monica sat up working on her Superhero costume. She had went to a clothing fabric store to buy a few things to make a costume with. She chose Satin fabric in the colors light pink, and white. The S logo on her costume would be in Neon Pink and the rest of her outfit would be light pink and her cape white.
Monica thought about wearing a mask so that people wouldn't recognize her as Superwoman. So she chose a simple white eye mask. It still showed your eyes, but it didn't show who you were. By two o clock in the morning, Monica finished sewing the outfit together. She looked at it Satisfied , thinking that Washington would be pleased at Having a new Superhero.
And tomorrow, she would make a debut overlooking the city for bad guys. And if she found any, she would bring them to justice. Like Superman, Monica believed that killers or any bad person should be brought to justice. Monica smiled and tried on the outfit. It fit perfectly and not tight. How she was going to be a Federal Agent during the day and Superhero at night, was way beyond her. But Monica thought she could handle it just like she could handle anything. Taking, the costume off and putting it in her closet, Monica slipped into her pjs and yawned. She better go to bed Tomorrow was going to be a long day.
