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[indent][indent][sub]Brooklyn, New York[/sub][sup][right][b]Multiversal Mayhem Edition:[/b] [color=ed145b][b]Silk #1.4[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][/indent][sub][hr][/sub]

[i]"Hey, where'd all those alien freaks go?"[/i]

Cindy snapped her attention away from the dusty but very much alive crowd of people and onto Superboy as he hovered up near her. He raised a good point and her heart dropped, realizing that there was still a war host down the street, rampaging through Brooklyn. She squinted, following Superboy's gaze to come to the same conclusion. Her own enhanced eyes could see the distant plume of purple smoke and make out the large whale-like creature that lay crumpled on the street. The aliens were defeated by something or someone and wouldn't hurt anyone else. She was relieved, her smile returning under that threaded mask as she turned back towards Superboy. He had to happy, too...

[i]"Damn it, I had that! Who..." [/i]

Cindy's smile faltered. That wasn't the reaction she had expected. She again followed his gaze to see the distant ship being torn apart by other heroes. It should have been a sweet victory, but she could read the room. It was clear something was bothering Superboy, like he was not happy with...

[i]"That oughta be me. I oughta be up there, not stuck with-"[/i]

Her. Cindy's head shrunk into her shoulders and her eyes dropped. He had held his tongue right at the last moment, but she knew what he wanted to say. If that wasn't the social cue, it was certainly the silent side-eye glanced back in her direction. He tried to cover what was left unsaid, but she knew. Her lack of understanding and experience made her a hindrance. She slowed Superboy down and probably prevented him from being as effective as he could be. He was just being nice to her to let her help up to this point, like the team captain letting the bench player out for a couple of plays. However, that had a limit and Cindy agreed, she was costing lives, not helping them by playing a hero. She wasn't one and probably wasn't welcomed with everybody else.

[color=ed145b]"Oh.. uh.. I can get there. It's fine!"[/color] Cindy tried to recover, replying with a false earnest and a pretty bad attempt at a smile. His offer was just a polite way to suggest she take a hint. She understood, loud and clear. [color=ed145b]"I will just check to make sure everyone is alright over there, so you can go on."[/color] 

She never stood a chance to be a superhero.