Xenia — Superman Returns

And then—a hand. Warm. Unbreakable.

She looked up. God, he was beautiful. That ridiculous jaw. Those sad, blue eyes. superman returns xenia

She’d been running from Bond—no, from the inevitable fireball of a secret base in Myanmar—when the sky tore open. A green-veined crystal mountain plummeted from the clouds, trailing smoke like a dying god. It hit the jungle two klicks east. The shockwave threw her through a billboard. She landed in mud, laughing. And then—a hand

Xenia Onatopp read it three times. Then she laughed until her ribs hurt, until the nurse came running, until she realized—horrified, delighted, finally curious —that for the first time in her life, she didn't feel like killing anyone. She looked up

She tightened her legs one last time. "Show me," she breathed, "what happens when you break ."

Outside, the sun was rising over Metropolis. And somewhere up there, she knew, he was listening.

The first time Xenia Onatopp felt truly alive was between a strangle and a scream. The second time was in the wreckage of a crashed spaceship.