So that’s what they meant. That’s what they all were talking about when the mentioned being super heroes and saving the world and all of the people in the city. There really were monsters out there, and she had the power and the ability to fight them. She had the responsibility to fight them.

This was all just so new. All of it was. Samantha sat in her dorm, looking out onto the grounds of her school. She was kind of glad that it was raining out tonight. She wasn’t really all that up to going out and patrolling. Because well. That’s what she did. She went out and looked for danger. Looked for monsters. Looked for a lot of things that shouldn’t be out lurking in the darkness of Destiny City. Maybe it was a good thing that she was pretty much on her own now. The school dorms provided a much greater sense of freedom than her home did, and she could manage to sneak out of them at least once or twice a week. Maybe she could even manage a little more now that she knew that there was a purpose to it. It wasn’t just going out in bad fashion. She was a super hero, just like Goretti had said. Just like Colomba had said, to be honest.

There was something different now. Some other way of looking at it all that hadn’t been there before she had battled the monster, though she couldn’t yet tell what that something was.

Was it fear? She was quite sure that she didn’t feel afraid, or at least that her fear wasn’t the biggest driving force behind her sudden change of heart and mind. Could fear instill such a change? It could cause hesitation that was for sure, and it could cause more of a setback than it could cause a sudden drive. But it was the drive that she had. She wanted to go out and she wanted to help.

With a shake of her head, Samantha reached onto her dresser and nabbed the brush from on top of it, beginning to gently tug it through her long honey colored hair, still trying to piece together just what was going on inside her head of hers. It was a sudden sense of duty. How could one monster have brought this on? It was absurd, but here she was, unable to think about anything else.

There were so many other senshi out in this city, there had to be. The four that she had met couldn’t have been the entire population of them, after all…and they all had to have been feeling this too. This new found something.

Hunger. She had a hunger. A sudden desire to help and protect. She had the desire to be the hero that she was born to be.

A slow grin spread across Samantha’s face and she shook her head again, giving a tittering laugh at how silly she had been. This was never a game, had never been a game. This was real, and she was so glad that she was a part of it.

That she was a hero.