True power and generation shined in her eyes like glowing white hot suns being born. Her indecision vanished. Justice is not served by standing around and watching wrong go down unanswered.
Wanda’s anger peaked. They couldn’t just walk away. She knew about kid’s being forced to sling dope.
Growing up in a tough neighborhood, Wanda saw shot callers making kids into their mules and ruining lives forever. She made up her mind then and there to find the source of the heroin and to help the teenager still lying on the ground have a better life.
Thoughts on her the future of using her superpowers to help out those who couldn’t help themselves began forming.
First the thugs.
She ran in an electric blur of speed jolting to catch the unsuspecting heroin addicts. They were speeding away driving on Conway Road. The red Camaro didn’t have a chance.
They might have been going 80 mph but Wanda ran next to them effortlessly. She could hear their music blasting out open windows…
