Voltage

One

     [Imogen's POV]

A spoon dangled from Imogen Cadwell's mouth as she watched her TV screen intently. A bowl of ice cream sat in her lap. The basement of her fathers mansion was a great place for her to watch movies in the dark all day. Even if it was a really nice April morning. She claimed that she stayed in on weekends because college was tiring but she really just didn't want to bump into her father. Their house on fourth street was in the richer neighborhood of the city and it was huge. Much too big for just her and her father, probably the reason why Mr. Cadwell mainly worked from home in his elaborately decorated office.

Suddenly, she jumped slightly as she heard commotion and police sirens outside her home covering Elle Woods' voice in Legally Blonde coming from a block or two away, and quickly she changed to the news channel. Police officials and sirens always sent a wave of paranoia through her and she could feel her stomach tightening as the news anchor explained the scene.

    "-Police and camera crew have reported to have seen Helios and Tempest running down sixth street in pursuit. The unarmed criminals have said to all be around six feet tall, the bald suspect carrying the small child. Oh man, look at Helios do his thing." The news anchor sounded amused as she watched the two SPQR superheroes pursue the kidnappers and Imogen found that almost sickening. She watched as Helios, or commonly known as Reese Hale when he isn't on duty, bend the light making him and Tempest, also known as Tessa Brennan, turn invisible. Only, the kidnappers must have anticipated this move and a buff man with a curly red beard grabbed one of those 'Caution Wet Cement' signs. He lifted it above his head and Imogen found herself flinching for the impact when it would land on the two superheroes' head.

    The hit was hard enough to break Helios' concentration, and the two metahumans became visible once again. Imogen could see on her TV screen as the three men and the kidnapped child turned a corner and disappeared from the camera's frame. Tempest had a nose bleed and Helios was bent over clutching his head. The cameras had stopped pursuing the real problem to focus on the two's injuries and Imogen bolted out of her seat on the couch.

    "Are you joking?! Dude! Cameraman! Follow the bad guys! They're getting away! Oh my god, is no one noticing this?! They just turned over there! What the hell?!" She screamed at her TV until she realized that this was not going to work in the slightest.

     She mumbled curse words under her breath as she looked down to see what she was wearing; alright, black jeans and a black top, perfect. This was her way of staying invisible. Nobody noticed her unless she wanted to be noticed. She kept her head down, ashamed of who she was and what she could do when she was in public. She grabbed her bow and quiver of arrows and ran up the stairs so fast she nearly tripped up half of them.

    "Bye!" She called as she slammed the door to her pristine marble columned home. Hey, you can afford that kind of thing when your dad is the owner of the biggest, and only, museum in the city. Or a supervillain.

     And there it was again. After nineteen years of learning to accept her fate and her parentage, it still hit her square in the chest every-time she acknowledged the fact that being the daughter of the city's biggest crime lord is not only her past and present but her future. When Eros died or retired, his only daughter was going to have to step up to the task.

      She pushed the worry away as she sprinted down to sixth street. She had accepted that fact years ago. She would be better than her father but still she had to follow in his footsteps. He had built his own power and had more of it than anyone in the city. She couldn't let everything he stood for go to waste. He was her father after all, and he treated her with the same love a father would. At least she thought that, she wished she would know what it was like to not live in constant paranoia because of who your parents may or may not be. And who she may or may not have to become. She wouldn't kill unless she had to but then again, she didn't want to kill at all. Hell, she was busting her ass trying to save some little girl she never met just because two of the strongest metahumans happen to be oblivious as hell.