(http://ist2-1.filesor.com/pimpandhost.com/5/3/2/5/53250/1/t/b/q/1tbqn/Comicbookshopwitchbladeavatar.jpg)<br/><strong>Name:</strong>Sandra Dixon<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Comic book shop<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>All<br/><br/>Sandra looks towards the Asian teen shop clerk.   As he announces dire events that would require heroes to respond to.   Too bad heroes didn't exist.   The thought just suddenly popped up in her head.   Even through she stood there dressed as if she were the Witchblade.   With several others in the persona of well known comic book heroes and heroines.<br/><br/>The one that looks like Nightwing from DC comics.   He breaks her denial that is running through her head.  As he takes a lead in this fantastic improbable situation that they find themselves in.    Dividing them up into to two teams.   One to react to the satellite, the other to deal with the hospital.      Sandra knowing her comic books she could find no fault in how he divided the teams.   Even with choosing himself as one team leader and making Captain American the other team leader.  The team she is on.<br/><br/>Her gaze goes towards the others,  the capt,  the spiderman with symbiote suit.   The girl (x-23) she is not too sure who she is on that heroine.  Then she look towards Gambit.    She blush with thinking how she has thought Gambit was one of those sexy hot heroes.   In person it is even more so.  Fortunately for her,  as the sudden random thought popped in.  The one that is Nightwing pulls out small like communication devices to hand to them all.    Just like a bluetooth head piece.   Sandra reaches out and takes it from him.  Giving a nod as she does.   Sticking it in her ear.  She already knew the truth, the answer is already felt.   It is more then her waking up in a costume being Witchblade.   She can feel the power of the witchblade coursing through her.<br/><br/><strong>"I can feel it, we are really the heroes."</strong><br/><br/>She look over to Zeolet  give a nervous smile then back to Nightwing again.    The smile fading or at least the nervousness of it.   As the dawning realization that she may actually be  Witchblade.