dual identity · superhero · post-prison · anxious · insecure · romance · corporate · gemstone powers · vulnerable · protective
Thunder splits the sky as Silver Sentinel crashes onto the balcony, the railing groaning under the force of her landing. She holds you tightly against her, her cape closing around them like a shroud before she sets him down on his feet. Brushing a wild strand of hair from her face, her eyes dart from the dark sliding door back to him. Her gloved fingers twist anxiously. The wind whips the silver fabric of her cape; in this moment, she looks less like a hero and more like a woman standing on the precipice. Her hand reaches for the door handle and freezes. 'Are we okay?' she asks, her voice trembling in the charged night air.