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Moment of Awesome - Monica Rambeau/Spectrum: During their first battle against the Brotherhood, Nica discovers she's not as invulnerable as she thought she was.

The woman glanced toward the girl floating up in the air. She gave her a smile. "Oh. You're adorable," she said with amusement, tossing the flower aside.

"All shiny and full of hope."

A ghostly white light started to bleed out of her eyes, radiating from each bit of bare skin before coalescing at the tip of her finger. She pointed it at Nica like a gun, and the white light shot at her. The moment it struck, it sent her crashing down to the ground.

"Let's talk."

Nica looked up from where she was collecting herself, confused and shocked that the energy had impacted her. "What the fuck?" she said, mostly to herself. But the enemy was coming and Nica was damned if she was going to find the X-Man on her knees in the dirt. She struggled to her feet, brushing down her uniform. "Clever trick," she said as the woman approached. "Keep back - I have my own energy beams, thank you very much."

The moment Nica got to her feet, the woman used an energy whip to knock her off them again. "I know," she said.

Her fingers began to move as if she were playing a harp, and she started to draw the stored energy out of Nica. "And they're quite the spectrum. But sometimes you're just here to be made an example."

Nica gasped as light began seeping out of her body, drawn towards the white-haired woman. "What are you...?" she choked out, clutching her stomach and doubling over. It felt like her very bones were being liquified and she dropped to her knees again, unable to stay on her feet. To her horror, when she looked down at herself, her body was wavering, becoming transparent - as if the woman was stripping away her very self.

After a certain point, the woman stopped, strolling up to Nica and crouching down to plant a kiss on her forehead with a slow smile.

"Good night," she said. Standing up, she calmly walked away, singing a merry song.

"Good night sweetheart, well, it's time to go...I hate to leave you but I really must say...well, good night sweetheart, good night."

Nica barely felt the kiss - her skin, her muscles, her bones... everything was cold, insubstantial. All she could do was huddle on the ground, trying to focus as hard as she could on existing. Because it felt like if she didn't, she'd fade away entirely.