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[indent][indent][sub]Brooklyn, New York[/sub][sup][right][b]Multiversal Mayhem Edition:[/b] [color=ed145b][b]Silk #1.3[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][/indent][sub][hr][/sub]

The significance of what Cindy was doing here hadn't quite hit her yet. Yes, she was saving people and that was great, but by assisting Superboy, a media darling, she was likely crossing the point of no return. People were recording this, through their phones and whatever followed Superboy around during the nightly news recaps. She had always wondered if they were staged, since how could there be a covenant camera everywhere this guy went? 

Guess that didn't matter. She was a 'thing' now, a superhero that was going to get a name and the fact that she was Spider-themed would lead people to start talking. Who was this Spider-Girl, and how was she related to Spider-Man? A daughter? A lost sister? A secret love? The latter made Cindy's head spin and cheeks blush just thinking about it. No, she wasn't related to Spider-Man and with all the good and respect he has earned, she didn't deserve to tarnish that by adopting a similar moniker. 

[color=ed145b]"No."[/color] Cindy abruptly replied, shaking her head at the mention of calling her Spider-Girl. She took one look at her arm, silken spider string wrapped around for her costume. [color=ed145b]"I'm Silk."[/color] She really needed a better costume if she was going to try and fill that void Spider-Man left. This one had served its purpose.

[color=ed145b]"Oh..."[/color] She had forgotten who she was talking to, but could he [i]really[/i] hold the landmass of Brooklyn? Aaah focus! People. Saving. Up to her. The superhero now known as Silk, nodded enthusiastically, a smile hidden behind her web half mask. She was relieved that someone else made the call on what to do. It somehow felt easier to shoulder the burden of what she was about to. [color=ed145b]"I'll be fast!"[/color]

She scampered up to the next story and climbed through a broken window to get to work. The first thing that Cindy noticed was that the smoke was blinding, she couldn't keep her eyes open for long, the hot fumes drying her eyes too quickly. At least she had her Spider-Sense, laying out an instinctual map of the building. She could do this with her eyes closed if she wanted, letting a series of 'gut feelings' prevent her from running into a wall. She was well acquainted with the sense, but she still had to rely on her eyes, somewhat for a situation like, to determine what was a door and what wasn't. 

Her mask was also apparently a decent filter against the smoke particulate that hung in the air, the moist adhesive threads capable of capturing the microscopic molecules that would have caused her to hack and wheeze. She had to make a note of that for the future. She still kept low in a slight crouch, running through the building to try and stay out of the smoke. Her Spider-Sense guided her along to find each of the remaining residents trapped inside. She'd wrap each person in her web to make a harness. Taking them to the nearest window, she'd lower them down before proceeding on. Hopefully they wouldn't mind figuring out how to remove that webbing later. She shaved some time by grouping a few people together to lower them at once, and lost time by having to lift some debris and even a whole strut off of a person.

When the last person was out, Silk crawled out to the exterior and gave Superboy a holler. [color=ed145b]"Hey!"[/color] She gave an enthusiastic thumbs up before swinging across the street to stay out of the way of the building collapsing. She turned, hanging on the wall of the building to watch the building collapse, but her gaze drifted to the people she in the crowd that she saved. Maybe there was something for her in this business after all. She smiled as one person turned and gave her a wave. She waved back.