She waited the shadows. Heard her target below the open skylight.

She used to be small, frail, quiet. Until that night. Until the night that he came to her home, and shattered her life. Her mother, dead. Her younger brother in a coma from which he would never recover. And she, blinded by a near miss from a burst of energy that knocked her out, and left for dead.

She woke up three days later in the hospital. They had told her what had happened, and that she would probably never get her sight back. After a few days, she got up, walked out of the hospital, and disappeared.

She spent the next ten years learning the way of the sword, and to use her remaining senses to compensate for her missing sight. Eventually, she returned to Paragon City to avenge her family. She knew where to find him.

She could hear the smallest echo, and used that to map our the room. Tonight, the hunt ends.

She dropped silently into the room, and placed the tip of one of her swords at the base of his skull. “Hello, daddy. Miss me?”