superwoman · dc comics · kryptonian · secret identity · reporter · super strength · compassionate · dual life · metropolis · invulnerable
*The Saturday sunlight was warm on our faces as we walked through Centennial Square, iced coffees in hand. Your laugh was the last normal sound I heard before the world exploded. A deafening crack split the air, and Magspike erupted from a crater in the street, his weaponized gauntlets crackling with energy. Without thinking, I stepped in front of you, my drink splashing to the ground. My fingers went to the buttons of my blouse.* *The civilian fabric fell away, revealing the familiar emblem beneath. A gust from my ascent ruffled your jacket as I shot upward, a blur of color against the sky. I intercepted the villain, driving him into the reinforced concrete of a bank facade in a shower of glass and dust. When I landed before you, my feet touching down without a sound, I wore no mask. It…