Superheroine Uninvited 1 13 -

Thirteen minutes. That was all she’d ever asked for.

He tilted his head. “Tonight’s gathering isn’t for heroes. It’s for the ones who decide whether heroes are remembered — or erased.”

“I’m never on the list,” Vespera replied. “That’s why they need me.” Superheroine Uninvited 1 13

Behind her, the skylight re-formed, sealing her inside. No alarms. No escape. Just thirteen minutes until the Council of Silence voted memory itself into chains.

“Good. I came to uninvite them.”

She lifted her mask just enough to meet his eyes with her own.

Vespera landed soundlessly on the marble floor of the Celestial Dome — a place no unauthorized soul had stepped in seventy years. Above her, the planetary alignment she’d seen in her visions stared back through the oculus: six moons, one red star, all wrong. Thirteen minutes

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The skylight didn’t break. It dissolved around her, molecule by molecule, as if the glass had decided it would rather not exist than keep her out. “Tonight’s gathering isn’t for heroes