[center][h1][color=00aeef]Olivia[/color][/h1][/center]

[center]What is it that makes someone a hero?  Olivia did not know the answer to that question, but it was all she could think of.  She hid from the commotion of the fight between the forces of law and order and chaos and disorder, hiding behind a simple dumpster just around the corner from the tower's entrance.  Is a hero just someone with a superpower?  Or is a hero someone who chooses to do the right thing, regardless of having a superpower or not?  The answer escaped her as she pressed her back further into the metal siding of the dumpster.  Was she crazy?  How could she be thinking of going toe to toe with a proper villain?  Or with their henchmen even?  

Just one week had gone by since she had gotten her powers.  That's it.  She has had no time to discover its quirks, no opportunity to figure out how to use it against a powered individual, and she has no clue how to actually do battle with a villain.  Olivia peered around the corner of the dumpster and caught sight of two henchmen.  She quickly pulled her head back around and was hidden once more.  They were dressed in their matching uniforms and were armed and dangerous, much like the rest.  These two, however, were isolated, and they were alone.  

Olivia took a deep breath.  She knew the answer to her question would not be answered behind a dirty dumpster wet by rain but instead be answered by her actions here today.  The world had lost all of its heroes to the virus.  And she knew that the world needed their replacement.  While she was not anywhere close to their level, she knew she had to stand for those who could not.  Even if that means she stands alone.  Even if that means she should fall defeated.

Olivia took another deep breath, and then another, and then a third.  She stood up, pulled her mask taught over her face, and flicked the lights on.  Comedy was needed in these dark times.  [color=00aeef]"What did the police say about the hairstylist turned villain?"[/color] Olivia asked as she approached the pair as she emerged from her hiding spot. [color=00aeef]"They said her plans were [i]dye-abolical[/i]."[/color] 

The pair turned their attention towards Olivia but paused as she delivered the joke.  In an instant, their eyes had fogged up, and their movements ceased for just a moment.  [b]"I have never heard a worse joke in my life,"[/b] the first Stormtrooper responded as he threw down his weapon and turned towards the police lines with hands up in the air, [b]"you should be ashamed."[/b]

[b]"Yeah, I second that,"[/b] the second Stormtrooper added.  [b]"I hope you have a day job, and you never have to make a joke again."[/b]  He, too, threw his weapon to the ground, threw his hands up, and made his way towards the police.  She waved a quick goodbye to the duo before she set her focus on the door to the lobby. At that moment, the realization hit.  

[color=00aeef]"Oh,"[/color] Olivia whispered, [color=00aeef]"oh, I did it."[/color]  She paused as the realization washed over her.  Her thoughts grew ever more dark as the reality of what she had just done crept into her conscious mind.  She pushed these thoughts to the back of her mind, walled them up behind brick and mortar, and took a step forward.  She could not focus on these thoughts right now; she had a date with destiny.  Soon these individual steps turned into a march towards the front door to the Financial Tower. They soon found themself carrying Olivia through them inside.  

[color=00aeef]"I was [i]shocked[/i] to learn that a powered individual survived the virus,"[/color]  Olivia shouted as she walked into the lobby, catching the sight of the villain for the first time.  As she spoke, she forced the total weight of her power into her words.  She commanded the villain to give themself up. Yet, she noticed his eyes remained the same.  No fog, no change in demeanor, and he still ate his chips.  

[color=00aeef]"Oh no,"[/color] Olivia whispered.[/center]