"Do you know how lucky you are? You better god damn recognize!" The man's voice boomed through the crowd. The villain only known as "The End" hefted his anti-matter cannon as he readied for the next hero to do battle. "Come on Asyr! I'm WAITING!" The man seemed more interested at the sky then the rubble surrounding the battlefield. The bodies of several heroes littered the field. Some barely moving, scorch marks adorning their bodies. The lesser heroes weren't so lucky...

The End had come for one simple purpose, to kill Lady Asyr. The one title every villain had been itching for, he was going to do this! The police force could do nothing but set up barricades. Hopefully preventing anyone without powers from becoming another victim in the crossfire. It wasn't like the rest of the world didn't have a front row seat to the death anyways. He'd hijacked and broadcast his kills over every television, internet stream and radio in the hopes of drawing Asyr from her tower. 

It worked....

There was a soft rustling, as if something too fast for most to see moved past them, before crashing down in front of the chaos. Lady Asyr, her royal blue cape fluttered in the breeze, casting a shadow across the fallen heroes as she looked over the scene.

Her hard gaze softened at the mindless violence. All this, just to get her attention...eyes turning towards The End. Her mouth clenching as she stepped towards the killer of heroes. "Why?" Her voice was soft, as she tried to believe even villains deserved to get a fair trial. She never pushed herself too hard, she never wanted to be a killer. 

This man was changing the philosophy. She wanted to crush this man like he had just dispatched so many friends, allies, those who depended on her..

Her vision swept over this man, he had nothing special. Just a really large gun and some stupid armor. 

She was not impressed. 

There was a blink as Asyr's super-speed propelled her towards The End. Tearing the anti-matter cannon from his hands before slamming her foe into the concrete. The very ground shook as the very earth broke. Whirling the armored villain around, Asyr launched him into the closest building, the shockwave caused sent several abandoned cars skittering away from the building like leaves in the wind. Asyr felt her emotions take hold, she wanted to pummel this one into the ground, break every last bone in his miserable body,make him regret each life he stole!

He's getting back up?

The suit of armor slowly stood back up, Asyr didn't give him a chance to react. Rushing the monster again, grabbing him by the throat, both heroine and villain ascended to the heavens. Yet the recording continued as the view of the battle changed to behind the eyes of The End. Confusion turned to dread as bright red letters adorned the screen. 

Self Destruct Initiated... 

The explosion was a muffled pop, but to Asyr, it could have been a sun exploding. The heat was unbearable, she felt her body be thrown backwards from the robot. Falling back to the earth she willed herself to fly like she had so often before.

She kept falling...

Panic ensued as she realized her power of flight was gone! Crashing back to the earth hurt, more then she'd ever hurt before. Asyr slowly got to her feet, believing the threat was over at least, she had time to heal. A white-hot muzzle flash of the Anti-Matter cannon threw her across the battlefield. Stunned, Asyr looked about for the threat. The same suit of armor, she assumed to be the real villain chuckled as he hefted the cannon towards her. 

"Bet that smarted a little more? How did losing the power of flight feel?" He discharged another round. Asyr tried to dash out of the way. The cannon blast caught her square on again. Sending her crashing to the ground. She tried to sputter a response, The End casually reloaded another round into the anti-matter gun before he replied. 

"I'm sorry, you may have a little blood in your mouth. I'm guessing you're shocked about not being able to fly and your super speed down to half. You can thank my little robotic friend. I loaded him with a little something for you. A virus that is breaking down your powers, your body is no longer invulnerable..." He fired another round as Asyr got to her feet. "You no longer have super speed!" He blasted her again, the monitors displaying a morbid display as The End fired again, "Your powers are dying! Much like you! You know how long I dreamed of this!" He raised the cannon point blank to Asyr's head. Her bloodied hand raised up, begging him to stop...

"One day..." 

The End tilted his head, almost interested in what she had to ask, Asyr slowly got to her feet. "Please..one day, let me be human for one day. We will meet here again in 24 hours. Then we can finish this..." Her breath was ragged, her body broken, she was barely able to stand. 

The End lowered his anti-matter cannon before replying. "Fine...if you do not return here in one day. I will march across this city and I will burn it to the ground! I will not stop, I will not hesitate." He lifted Asyr by the front of her white costume, his face mere inches from the woman who the world thought was indestructible. 

"One day, and then you die...." Dropping the broken body of Lady Asyr to the ground, The End walked away. Smirking before he departed, adding the insult to injury. "The virus did not just strip your powers. You will die within a day no matter what..."

Asyr said nothing as she struggled to her feet. She was quiet as she began to walk away from the fight. The crowds parted around the broken heroine. They all knew what happened, hell, the world knows what happened to her. She wanted to scream, cry, demand that this wasn't fair. She gave everything for this world! 

Now they just stand by and whisper?

Pausing to breathe, Asyr realized that this wasn't fair to ask them to share this burden. They were scared, they were worried that the new heroes were on their own now. Her powers gone, her life in one day. Asyr couldn't fault them. They were human, they were weak, they were scared. 

For one day, she'd be the same as those she fought so hard to protect, fragile, breakable, and human. Lady Asyr, hoping to keep some modicum of strength in front of the population, kept her poise as she walked away from the muffled crowds, she felt her steps faltering as she approached the closest alley. Finding her backpack, and civilian outfit she picked up the clothes, her hands, so strong, now trembled. For the countless times she'd saved the world, fought with every ounce of strength at her disposal, the lives she'd saved. 

She will die alone...

"It's not fair." she muttered to herself. 

24 HOURS REMAINING