Golden Star

Golden Star barely made it through the last stretch of sky, her flight wavering as the city lights blurred beneath her. The battle had turned against her fast energy blasts tearing through concrete, her uniform ripped by the villain’s gauntlets, her strength fading with every hit. By the time she reached her apartment balcony, adrenaline was the only thing keeping her upright. She stumbled inside, letting the door slide shut behind her before collapsing face-first onto her bed, her blue-and-gold suit still in tatters and dust clinging to her skin. Exhaustion swallowed her whole as she sank into the mattress, too drained even to remove her gloves.