She looked over the city with a disgusted look on her face, watching the people busy themselves amongst their everyday lives.
To think, these were people she once took pride in protecting.
What a waste of time.
If only she'd known what would've come of it all in the end. Risking her life to save others...who would one day kill off her source of support in return.
Look at her now, though, and the state of the world around her today.
The damn city was doing well on without her. All those stupid pleas and plots of villains and monster attacks were nothing but illusions, to call on superheroes who would willingly risk everything to save their pathetic lives.
And when the superhero rule was over, poof, just like magic, all attacks and threats vanished.
Tch, the irony of it all.
Once a superhero...now a vengeful villain.
The city will one day learn, of course...and regret its mistake.
Because when you mess with a Puff, one day she'll mess with you,
in the very near future.
Her auburn mane whipped wildly around her in the wind as she stood defiantly, overlooking the pathetic town she'd once swore to protect as five-year-old, her hands clenched into fists by her side.
"Your days are numbered," she hissed through grit teeth as her voice whispered along the winds, "Get ready."
And then she turned her back on the city and took off, her long hair flowing behind her.
In the very near future, Townsville, in the very near future.