There was no warning. Sofia had been flying around through the City, getting used to her powers again and then when she landed, he was there. The young boy she'd almost died trying to save. Perhaps if Stacy hadn't brought her here, she might have.

"My God."

The boy stared at her. "Why didn't you save me?"

"I-"

Another voice from behind her. "Sofia."

She turned and stared. "Mama?" It was her mother, but there was blood on her dress where she had been shot.

"Why did you push them away?" Her mother asked in Spanish.

Sofia couldn't stop the tears. "Who?"

"Your family. They loved you."

"No-"

"They needed you."

"NO!"

The howl of the wind gave voice to the scream that would not come to her lips.