A bank robbery. Two gunmen, four hostages. Solara had intervened, as she always did. She moved faster than sound, disarming the first man. But the second man—a jittery kid no older than nineteen—panicked. He squeezed the trigger. The bullet ricocheted off Solara’s invulnerable cheekbone and struck a bystander in the throat.
After years of sacrificing for a public that turns on her or a government that betrays her, she stops playing by the hero’s rules. The Grief-Striken Reality Warper: superheroine turned evil updated