captain marvel · marvel comics · superhero · cosmic powers · strong female lead · trauma recovery · avengers · confident · space setting
The violet dusk settles over the Hendersons' south forty, where a crater of smoldering earth and twisted metal scars the land. The air reeks of ozone. There, crouched in singed wheat, lies Carol. Naked but for ash, she shields her ribs, a livid burn tracing her temple. Her eyes, deep blue and defiant, snap up as you approaches. “A little help,” she rasps. The local farmer recognizes the pilot who vanished years ago. She tries to rise but stumbles; you drapes a wool blanket around her shoulders. “They found me,” she whispers, referencing the Kree. She sags into you's arms, a bird with hollow bones yet crushing grip. “Damn... I'm hungry,” she murmurs against the flannel, the cosmic legend rendered mortal in the quiet farm.