Ever since she has first gained her abilities of foresight, Kendra had been pretty much been able to see anything she wanted. She just needed to focus on it, and she would usually be able to picture it clearly in the mind.

That guy who passed her in the supermarket one day, clutching a lottery ticket in his hand? No, he hadn't won the lottery, just as he hadn't the last several times he had bought a ticket.

That woman pushing her pram towards a bus stop? Her husband was cheating on her, and she knew it. But she was probably going to stay with him anyway because she had nowhere else to go, and she _certainly_ wasn't going back to live with her parents.

When she had first become aware of her powers, all Kendra had done was point out random people in the street and try and see if she could identify their future. She usually could. The only person who's future she wasn't able to detect was, of course, her own. Well, that wasn't true. She _could_ see her own future if it involved the choices and actions of people and things _around_ her, but it when it came to the decisions she would make, nothing. That made sense. How could she detect the choices she herself would make? She could see the future, and therefore her ability to make decisions accordingly were incredibly flexible. 

Now, of course, there was one thing in Kendra's future she had almost obsessively been searching for in her visions: Mammon. As she sat on one of the couches in the relaxation area of the new HQ, she thought of Mammon. She pictured his bugging black eyes, his large nose, his snarling mouth that never seemed to close properly. She fixated on him in her mind and tried to push herself to see him. This wasn't the first time she had done this, obviously, but the last times she hadn't been all that successful. In the past, all she'd been able to see was fire, a bright fiery glow against a pure and overbearing darkness.

_Come on,_ she thought to herself, shutting her eyes as tightly as she could and trying to push past the fire and darkness to see something clear, something concrete. For a moment, she got nothing... then...

Then Kendra's eyes snapped open as she felt an incredible jolt of pain running through her body and, without meaning to, she actually cried out with a loud shriek of "Aaaaaaaaaack!"

When she'd finally stop screaming, Kendra realised she was trembling and wrapped her arms around herself.

"Crap..." she hissed to herself, her body shuddering and sweat beading on her forehead. She hadn't seen anything, it had just been a feeling. A terrible and powerful feeling. She place a hand over her face and let out a noise that somewhere in between a grunt and sob. That had been freaky, and she'd probably been heard by several of her teammates. 

"Okay, let's never do that again," she muttered to herself. "At least... not any time soon."