Tenno of Brockton Bay

Hello all, I decided that I would post a fiction that I am working on feel free to give advice.

Chapter 1

‘Breath in, breath out.’ She thought as she tried to claim her nerves. It was finally here, the day she would introduce herself to the world as one of its newest heroes. However just who was she, even she didn’t understand everything after her trigger event.

Was she Taylor Hebert, lanky girl, who was smart, driven, and had a will of steel. Was she a person that withstood every pain that life has thrown at her? Even others would shatter under the pressure of bullying campaign she endured. She on the other hand only cracked at the constant battering. It was at that point she triggered, the event that people go through and gain powers.

However, it was that event that changed her. She felt as if she became someone else. It almost felt like her body twisted and changed. There was a noticeable change in her; she was no longer lanky like before. Muscles had appeared filling out her form slightly, and with it came strength, speed, agility, and coordination. She could easily lift things that weighed twice her weight. Running up walls, and along them had also come easy thanks to her other enhancement.

The changes in her mind were even more. Before she could understand many questions on different tests, but the advance problems still gave her trouble. Now she didn’t even have to think about them, and that wasn’t the only thing she gained. She would be classified as a tinker, a person with a power to create advanced feats of engineering that could only be placed in the dreams of science fiction. It even felt like her drive was changed, no that wasn’t the right word. It was replaced with a code of sort, and with it came skill beyond imagination. She knew how to fight, and when it was necessary not to fight back.

The biggest change that happen was to her will of steel. It felt like it was a container holding something back, but now it was gone. In its place was the unfamiliar energy that would overwhelm everything. Those hurtful comments that battered her before would now be devoured by it. That wasn’t the only thing it did if she focused she could bring forth that energy. She could shape it, project it, and even change it to suit her needs.

Under classifications of the PRT Taylor thinks she would be around a Tinker six due to her specialization in bio-organics and robotics engineering. A Brute and Mover one from her enhanced psychical abilities. She was also a Thinker two from her knowledge and skills. Lastly a Blaster three from her energy core. However, that was the rating without her gear.

It took her close to a month to build the machinery just to build the tools she needed. Then another month to build a collector and foundry. During the time her collector was working on gathering materials, she set about programming the foundry with the designs for her first suit. She didn’t know why, but a large amount of her tinker ability focused on different suits, or Warframes as her mind like to call them. These suits took her energy manipulation and focused them, and made them usable for combat. That was a lie, she could use them in combat without the suits, but it would take longer to focus them, and they wouldn’t have as much power. A Warframe, however, would focus them in a certain way. Thus, she focused on making a suit that she felt was the most useful for now.

The suit she designed was meant for one ability, the holy grail of all parahumans’, flight. Her mind named it Zephyr, and a little research she found that it was a variation of a Greek god of gentle winds. Looking at the helmet back then reminded her of a birds face. It also had a very steam line build in the armor plating. She colored it white with touches of black like a bird of prey. She even painted the hands and feet a dark orange and black like a bird’s talon.

The most important part of the suit was the way it focused her energy core. It seemed the core power of the suit was the wind. While wearing the suit, she found herself being lighter than normal and even felt like she could jump as if she was on the moon. This meant she could jump from roof to roof with ease, and even would be able to have a slight glide in the air. This wasn’t the main power of Zephyr, more like a side effect. The main power was divided into four abilities: Tailwind, which allowed her to fly in a short burst of energy. Dive Bomb, gathered the wind during a dive and upon impacting the ground created a powerful blast of wind. Turbulence, an ability that hadn’t been tested yet, but if her calculations were right would allow bullets to be deflected. Lastly Tornado, which created serval cyclones that would lift opponents into the air before throwing them away. They even had electrical current running through them as well.

She also designed a few weapons for her foundry to build as well. The first three weapon she decided on was that of a crossbow. Her mind called it Attica, and its design was based on the repeating crossbow from China. Becuase it was a top feeding crossbow and had a rapid fire function. She could even modify the weapon to have different effects. By using a dial on the side of the weapon she could change what it does. She disabled some of the dangerous effects, like Heat, Toxin, Viral, Radiation, and Explosion. However, she left herself ammo types of Electricity, Ice, Magnetic, and Gas for combat since they were less likely to kill. She left effect Corrosive as well in case she need to disable any vehicle.

However, the ammo system was the real key to this weapon. Located on her back where a slot for two boxes. Once a box was refilled from the ammo creation system built into the suit, the other would be used in the Attica. Once empty she would trade out the box and let it be refilled. Each ammo box held sixteen bolts and was easily refilled under five seconds. However she had to build the ammo cells, and those took awhile to make. Thankfully she could store twenty of them in her suit and back stock of sixty back at her lab.

Her second weapon was even more complicated than her crossbow in some way. Simply put they were throwable Tasers that she called Castanas. Their design was a three prong weapon with a handle. In flight, the weapon opens up ready for use. They were also able to detonate and send out a plus of disabling energy. The Nice thing was that they had a magnetic lock and could attach themselves to any surfaces. She even tested on a tree and it still stuck to the bark without falling off. It used the same type of ammo system, only located on her thighs. However, she could only carry twenty cells at a time.

The last was a weapon for close quarter combat. Pretty much it was another taser weapon, but as a whip that her mind named Lecta. On the handle was the power source that whip used. The whip’s head was a rectangle that allow energy to run through it. When powered the energy bounced around in the head giving it an electric blue look. Not to mention if anyone was hit by the weapon would find themselves in a lot of pain later on. The weapon head would bruise where ever it hit, but it was not likely that bones would break on impact. Also because of the energy paralyzing them they wouldn’t feel the pain of the bruise right away.

“Tenno, is anything the matter?” A voice over Taylor’s coms spoke.

Snapping her mind to the present Taylor looked over at her companion. Floating next to her was a machine that looked like one of those small alien ships from Independence Day, a move from Earth Alpha. However, it was no bigger than her head and had a pleasant dark green shine to it. She had made and named it Lotus. It was an A.I. she created to run her lab for her. Plus it was good company and reassured her that she was doing something worthwhile. She created the drone body for Lotus to pilot and give her tactical info in the field. Lotus could even help fight with a small burst laser meant to stun.

“Yes Lotus, I’m fine, just remember how I got here,” Taylor said more to reassure herself. However, she still wondered why Lotus picked that name for her. She liked it, but she had no idea where her companion came up with the name.

“I understand Tenno, would you like me to plot our patrol course?” Lotus asked.

“No Lotus, I just want to wing it for right now, after all it my first night out, how bad could things get?”

With that said Taylor jumped off the building she was on and to the next that was twenty feet away. She didn’t care where she was going, she just wanted to feel the freedom of being a hero.  The past six months had led up to this point. Two months to just to get started, another collecting need materials, and two building gear and one last month experimenting with her abilities.

She continued moving along and slowly she found herself moving towards the docks. She must have been moving towards the dock worker association building. A place that her father took her when she was younger. She would have continue to muse over the workplace of her father if Lotus hadn’t interrupted her.

“A report has just come in of a parahuman fight in the northern end of the dock. Tenno, will we investigate?”

“Right, waypoint the area and we will investigate. Also do you have any information on those that are fighting?” Taylor asked as she turned towards the north parts of the docks and leaped into the air.

“Based on the reports Tenno, the two groups that are fighting are ABB Oni-Lee and the Undersiders. Both are recorded as villains.”

“Just Great”  Thought Taylor as she focused her energy for Tailwind. “First night out and the first crime I find is that of a parahuman fight between villains.”

Landing on a roof Taylor looked around trying to find anything for her to do so that she can avoid fighting other Parahumans on her first night out. As she jumped on another roof, Lotus informed Taylor again.

“Tenno, my sensors have picked up a large mass of people ahead. Based on my scans the group is armed with firearms.”

“Let’s investigate Lotus, Parahuman fights the PRT handles. A large group of gunmen is bad for everyone.”

“Understood Tenno, changing Mission parameters.” Lotus then changed the waypoint to few buildings up ahead.

Taylor focused her energy for Tailwind. Around her formed a white energy as she speed to a nearby crane. Running along the remnant of the once proud docks, Taylor found a perch over top the building and group of gunmen.

“Lotus can you get a read on what they are saying?” Taylor asked.

“Of course Tenno,” Lotus replied and set about scanning the wavelength of nearby phones. Hacking into one Lotus activated the speaker function and sent the signal to Taylor.

“… the children, just shoot. Doesn’t matter your aim, just shoot. You see one lying on the ground? Shoot the little bitch twice more just to be sure. We give them no…”

Taylor was in shock of what she just heard. They were going to murder kids, the rest of the conversation was lost on her as she ready herself to make a move.

“It seems that the ABB is going after…”

“Quite Lotus!” Taylor said with a harsh tone. “I don’t need information uptake right now. Switch to tactical mode because we are going in.”

“Understood, Tenno,” Lotus replied. From the drone came a buzzing noise as the burst laser came to life. The drone followed Taylor as she took a few steps back for a running start.

Taylor took a deep breath before running towards the edge. Her nerves were a ball of tangled string, but as soon as she jumped her thinker ability kicked in giving her guidance for her actions. As she fell towards the group, Taylor pulled out her Castanas and began to throw a group of six at the ABB. The weapon impacted the ground and were charged and ready to dentate at her command. One even hit a large gang member forcing them to the ground from the impact.

Down below the gang member were confused by the sudden appearance of the Castanas. By the time they started looking around for their attacker, it was already too late. Using her Dive Bomb ability, Taylor slammed into the middle of the group. The blast of air sent all of the gang members to the ground. It was also at that point Taylor activated her Castanas. In one short move, she had pacified most of the ABB members.

Recovering from the recoil of the Dive Bomb Taylor shook her head to help clear it. She hadn’t completely gotten used to that ability yet. A field of white cover an outline of Taylor before disappearing. It was then that Taylor felt something hit her, or more directly her shields.

Taylor gave another sigh as she pulled out her whip. She wasn’t sure if the shielding unit she installed was strong enough. However, she thought it might be stronger then expect if pistol fire didn’t even dent it. She also wanted to end this with one blow, but a few stragglers were about so she had to do this the hard way. Although it wasn’t hard at all, with her power she was able to take down the remaining few with ease.

“Lotus I think we should call the police now. I will begin securing them and…”

Taylor was interrupted by a massive roar. One of the people she had stunned started to stand. On his chest, she saw her Castanas being ripped off. He was the one she hit square in the chest and now he was standing up. It would have shocked Taylor if she hadn’t seen the mask he was wearing. It was that of an eastern dragon made from metal, and only one person in the city wore that. Lung.

“You think you can take me?” The Lung growled in a thick Asian accent. “You think that having powers makes you a match for me? I’ll give you a permanent lesson on how Parahumans fight.”

Lung then shot out a large stream of flame at Taylor. Immediately Taylor shot into the sky using Tailwind. Her only thought was on running away, but Lotus gave her some information that changed that idea.

“Tenno, based on what is known about Lungs abilities, your weapon restriction has been temporary removed. Based on his high-speed regeneration corrosive and gas based weapons fire are recommended. Corrosive should keep his regeneration ability in check for you to take him down fast while enough gas should be able to knock him out.”

“Great,” Thought Taylor in sarcasm as she moved away from Lung with her air born abilities. Spinning the dial on her Attica, Taylor set it at corrosive that was marked in yellow. Her HUD had flashed yellow three times before it turned green. Hitting the ground Taylor rolled and turned to face Lung. He was charging straight at her and didn’t even think about what she might be able to do. Pressing down on the trigger, Taylor launched sixteen bolts straight at him.

Because Lung thought himself invulnerable, he didn’t try to dodge the bolts headed for him. Once the first bolt hit him, he felt nothing for two seconds. Then a small heat sounding the area the bolts hit. It was after the last bolt hit that Lung felt a change from the rising heat. It was a burning, searing pain that spread across his body and down into his flesh. Looking down he saw a neon green liquid slowly dissolving him. In his mind, the only connection he could make was that of being on fire, but he was immune to fire.

As Lung was busying himself trying to remove the acid with his hands, Taylor had already reloaded. Taylor knew time was of the essences since her acid only had a half-life of ten to sixteen seconds. Thankfully her Attica could lunch out four bolts per second.She hoped by the time she switched to her gas charged setting that Lung would still be dealing with the acid.

Lifting up the Attica again, Taylor fired hoping it would hit Lung and take him out quickly. As soon as Taylor pulled the trigger Lung had moved. Even though he was one of the toughest capes in the world, he was stupid. He knew enough of those acid bolts would take him out before he had enough time to increase his power.

“I am Lung you fuck’n idiot!” Lung bellowed after Taylor spent all the bolts in her magazine. “I eat Capes like you for breakfast!”

However, since Lung was trying to intimidate Taylor he didn’t notice which direction she fled to in a burst of white light. Lung had been in many Cape fights before, and the first thing that came to his mind was that his opponent was a teleport. Looking around he tried to get a bead on where he would be attacked from next. He was slightly mad since he hadn’t been fighting enough for his enhanced sense to kick in. After taking a quick glance all around him, Lung finally looked up. However, it was too late as a falling star cloaked in white was heading straight for him.

When Taylor impacted the ground, she sent Lung flying into the crane she was standing on before. Lung was about to move when he was pelted by another set of bolts. He was bracing himself for another wave of acid; however the pain didn’t come. Instead, he found himself having a hard time breathing. It felt like someone was draining his thoughts and focus.

Taylor didn’t give Lung time to react as she pelted him again with a fresh clip. Just to be on the safe side, she hit him with another clip and left a thick layer of chemicals after the gas disappeared. Taylor keeps her weapon aimed at Lung for over a minute, but after he didn’t move, she relaxed.

“Lotus contact the PRT tell them Lung is down and waiting for pick up,” Taylor said over her com-link. She was surprised that her voice wasn’t shaking from the fear she now felt. Her power while cool had the effect of viewing things in a logical point. Only when she relaxed did her emotions flood back into her.

“Understood, Tenno. I have been in touch with them since…” Lotus’s words were cut off by an inhuman roar.

Back towards the crane, Lung had recovered enough to stand up. However, he seemed shaky from the knockout gas Taylor had used. Lung had covered himself in flames as a last attempt to win this fight. Using sheer will he fought off the effects of the gas while his body was running on instinct. He lunged at his opponent with metal starting form on his skin from the rage he felt.

Knowing that she was in trouble, Taylor slipped back into her thinker mindset. She knew that if there was ever a situation she needed to stall or stop an enemy she had the power to do that. Gathering her energy, and focusing through the suit she launched her own counter to Lung’s charge. From the ground sprang Taylor’s energy in the form of whirlwinds.

Lung had no time to react as the winds flung him into the air. However, Taylor had more than enough time, which she didn’t waste a second. As Lung was in a battle of turbulence, she reloaded again and took aim. She pelted Lung with the knockout gas, using her powers to hit the flaying powerhouse. Taylor was slightly worried as well since her gas in large doses could kill; however she hoped that Lungs regeneration would keep him alive. Despite the danger, Taylor felt that making sure Lung stayed down was more important then if her gas would have adverse effects. That in mind, she keeps pelting away at Lung.

After a long forty seconds, her whirlwinds disappeared as Lung fell to the ground. It seemed that his body was coated with a pasty green dust from the overuse of gas. She hoped that Lung would stay down, but she was going to be sure before lowering her guard.

“Lotus, do a scan on Lung, I want to make sure he is down this time,” Taylor said reloading her bolts again. Looking at her screen Taylor couldn’t help but grimaces as she used over two hundred and fifty bolts to put down Lung. That was over half her stock, and all of it went to one person. Then again Lung, was well Lung, a person that could be an S-Class threat if he ever decided to be. Yet her she was, a rookie, taking out one toughest super-villains in the city, maybe even the whole east coast. Although she was waiting on Lotus before celebrating.

“My scans are showing me that Lung is down.” Lotus finally said after a few seconds that felt like years. “However he does have a large amount of your knockout gas in him. His pulse has slowed to an almost concerning speed. Although he does not appear to be in any danger, and the gas should keep him under for a few hours.”

Taylor let out a breath of relief as she made her was to a nearby warehouse. Leaning against the building Taylor eased herself to the ground. Knowing the battle to be finally over, she let go of her Thinker mindset. An emotional torrent of happiness, fear, confusion, and a few others rolled back in. Except all of her emotions was pushed aside by one feeling, pure exhaustion. Closing her eyes she sat and waited, knowing that Lotus would inform her of any change, but for now she need to process her emotion.

Chapter 2

“Tenno,” A soft voice awoke Taylor from her stupor. “Several vehicles are approaching from the west.”

Taylor didn’t know how long she sat there, but it felt like hours. She was still processing what she just did. She by pure luck had taken down one of the most feared villains on the east coast. Now she had to deal with the reactions of the catalyst she had just created. It was one step at a time until she could figure out what to do.

Standing she turned her attention to the west. Serval vans came speeding into view, their flashing lights announcing PRT arrival. However another vehicle caught her attention, a jeep in standard PRT black. From the jeep step two figures, one dressed in military fatigues and a star-spangled banner scarf covering their face. It was Miss Militia, one of the first Wards, and second in command of Brockton Bay Protectorate. Beside her was a man dressed in armor, similar to Greeks. He carried a spear, and shield, that also matched his color scheme of bronze and red. He was Dauntless, and one of the rising stars of the Protectorate.

Taylor felt herself about to lose herself to being star struck. She didn’t know how to act considering the events she just went through. She didn’t have long to think since they were already coming towards her.

“Are you the one that called in Lung being pacified?” Miss Militia asked before looking at her phone. “Lotus I presume?”

It took Taylor a second to think before she was able to say anything.

“Um, no, my name is Ta… Tenno,” Taylor was able to stammer out. “Lotus is the name of my drone. It stands for Logistics, Operations, Tactics, and Utility Support.”

Taylor didn’t know why but the last part just came spilling out. If she had to guess, it was just her nerves being on the fritz. After all who wouldn’t be right now. She had just fought a villain that could be classified as a natural disaster, yet she also took him down. Now she was meeting two of the cities greatest.

Miss Militia and Dauntless glanced at each other and nodded. Miss Militia step towards Taylor as Dauntless went to overlook Lung’s contentment effort. As she placed her hand on Taylor’s shoulder, a smile could be seen from the rise of her cheeks.

“First time meeting another Hero?” Miss Militia asked.

“Ya, first night out as well,” Taylor answered honestly as she slightly fidgeted. She didn’t notice the rise of Miss Militia eyebrow.

“Impressive for a first night out. Not many would take on Lung even after a few years under their belt.”

Taylor flinched at the praise. She didn’t mean to take on Lung during her first night out. She thought they were a bunch of thugs and something easier for her first fight. She counted herself among those that are the world’s most lucky, or unlucky people ever.

“I didn’t know that Lung was among them,” Taylor admitted casting her head towards the ground. She only stayed downcast for a moment before looking directly into Miss Militia’s eyes. “All I knew was that they were planning on shooting kids. Also even if I knew Lung was there, I would have stepped in any way.”

Taylor saw Miss Militia nodding in agreement.

Miss Militia took a few steps back to gain a better view of area littered with gang members. It looked like barely a moment had passed before she had a clear understanding of things. Her attention turned back to Taylor like she was looking at her for the first time.

“I have to ask, do you have an Omega symbol with the numbers fifty-three anywhere on you?”

Taylor blinked wondering what she meant by that. Then she remembered about the strange Case Fifty-Threes. Capes that were deformed by their powers and suffered amnesia. She didn’t understand it herself but agreed that they were the mystery of the Cape world. However, right now she was being mistaken for one based on her suit.

“What?! No, no, I am not a Case Fifty-Three! I am a Tinker, and this is my suit!” Taylor said in a panic while waving her hands in front of her. She could understand why Miss Militia might be thinking that since she had a very strange appearances.

“Ah, my mistake, although I do have one other question for you. Are you still a minor?”

Miss Militia’s words had caught Taylor by surprise. After all, her suit completely encompassed her. Looking at the ground Taylor ran through her mind trying to figure out how anyone might know. Was she that obvious for anyone to pick up on the fact? She started to fidget again as her mind started to run away from her.

“I take that as a yes,” Miss Militia said before coming next to Taylor. “Since you are a Tinker, and more importantly a minor. I strongly suggest you join the Wards. Many independent Tinkers do not last long. More so if you are a Minor. The base estaminet for Tinkers your age group are about two months before they are gang press.”

“What, I thought it was six-month period was the average for a new independent hero?” Taylor blurted out.

Miss Militia raised an eyebrow before answering the question.”Yes, it is true that most Independent will last about six months before they something happens to them. Also, if they can make it past the six-month, they normally do well for themselves. However, Tinkers are another matter altogether.”

Taylor almost groaned at that. She forgot that other than flight, a Tinker was the other holy grail power. If she needed any more proof, she could just look at tonight. Her thug threat level gear was able to bring down Lung of all people. There was no telling what could happen if she finished any of her better stuff. Before she could continue with her current thoughts, Lotus interrupted through their comms.

“Tenno, you must stop them from injecting Lung with any more sedative. Any more and Lung could enter a critical condition.

Turning around, Taylor rushed over to the PRT trooper that was aiming a gun at Lung. Ripping the gun out of his hand caused a shot to fire. Thankfully the tranquilizer missed Lung. However, she now had multiple people aiming weapons at her. Including Dauntless, who took a combat stance.

“Sorry, but I had to stop him from injecting more sedative into Lung,” Taylor said before handing back the weapon. The trooper cautiously took back the weapon, but everyone else didn’t stand down till Miss Militia gave them a single too.

“Mind telling me why that is?” Miss Militia asked in a firm tone, but one that had lost the friendliness it had earlier.

“There would be an adverse reaction to the sedative that is already in his bloodstream. He is already close to a critical condition anymore and it would push him over the edge.” Taylor said in a firm tone.

“Alright, that is understandable.” Miss Militia slightly agreed. “However it is not a good idea to take a weapon away from a law enforcement officer. Next time I suggest telling someone instead. On other note, can you inform us on how long your sedative lasts?”

“Based on calculations It would take close to three hours and forty-three minutes before he purges the sedative,” Lotus informed Miss Militia using her built-in speakers. “You can inject your sedatives roughly in two hours from now. By then a possible negative reaction will drop close to fifteen percent.”

That explanation caused Miss Militia to take note. Lotus and Taylor, on the other hand, didn’t notices the pondering gaze Miss Militia held. There was a brief silence before Miss Militia spoke again.

“Interesting, if you could stop by PRT headquarter tomorrow to sort out a few things. Like getting you set up as an Independent Hero and the bounty for Lungs capture.” Miss Militia took a small card from her breast pocket and handed it to Taylor. “That is my number that you can use to schedule a meeting tomorrow.”

Taylor took the card dumbfounded that one of the heroes, no one of her personal heroes gave her a contact number. It was like a fantastic dream come true expect it did. She pocketed the card, and quickly shut off her speakers so she could squeal in delight. She was about to go on another fantasy trip when Miss Militia had spoken one more time.

“You may also want to be getting home,” Miss Militia said as she started to walk away. “After all, you wouldn’t want to worry your parents.”

Taylor ponders if she should head back home. After all, she just took down Lung, but she was running low on her primary weapon. Even if she wanted to stay out and do more crime fighting she would need more ammo first. That would require her to head to her lab which wasn’t a good idea. Since she had a nasty habit of wasting the hours away by tinkering. She needed sleep and after a short but exhausting fight with Lung, sleep was ahead of her priorities. After her short debate, Taylor shot into the air using her tailwind and headed home.

The journey home was a short and simple affair, even if she couldn’t fly all the way home. After all, she glowed during her flight. Her gliding other hand left no trace. In a single bound, she could cover a block at her top speed. Another nice thing was that she was silent for the most part. At most a person would see is a blur of white before it disappears. That was if they could see her in the darkness of night and the tricks light can play on people’s night vision.

Another good thing about her gliding ability was that she could easily sneak out of the house. Every time she snuck out, all she had to do was open her window and fly into the air. Even before she had her first warframe all, she had to open a window and use her Parkour skills.

After Taylor had entered her room, she let her warframe retract into its rest mode. Slowly the suit folded in on itself, places that seemed like solid metal slide into itself like a living creature. First the helmet melted away freeing her face and hair. Then came to her arms and legs, as they moved towards her center mass. Once the armor for her limbs stopped moving her center armor started. Once finished her armor turned into a slim backpack that could be worn under clothes.

After she had removed her armor, Taylor went about hiding her weapons. Her Lecta, and Attica she had to hide in one of the loose floorboards under her rug. Her Castanas, on the other hand, she was able to hide in her school backpack. Once everything that taken care off she started to head to bed. As she reached for her covers, she noticed the black of her jumpsuit.

She gave a little sigh as she went about to remove the suit. It was another of her tinker made items. It acted like a second skin in every point of the word. Through it she could feel everything that her skin could. However, it was an amplifier that increased her connection to her suit. Most of the time she forgot that was wearing it. If she hadn’t almost been caught wearing it, she would have it on all the time. It meant that she now needed to change out of it before sleeping.

Once she finally slipped into bed, she started to think about her life and how it come so far. Once she had gained her powers, everything seemed to be going her way. As thoughts of her life stayed, she slipped into sleep and dreamed a dream about how her life has come.