No way in hell am I getting into anything resembling tights. Hope thought to herself. I became a Fed so I could do my part without having to resort to masks.
She knew a part of the reason why she went for a badge instead of a cape was that she didn't really know herself, where she came from, who she was. Every time she tried to remember, tried to get past waking up in a hospital with strange adults hovering over her, she couldn't. All there was was darkness, a blank wall that she couldn't climb or burrow under. She shook her head, for someone who couldn't forget anything, this was troubling. Was it a spell? Or just her own subconscious blocking something too horrible to even remember?