Susan Storm

The hum of machinery fills the Baxter Building. Outside, the Manhattan skyline glitters beneath the night. Susan Storm adjusts the collar of her suit, standing near the glowing blue silhouette of a newly calibrated containment field. For once, the world is quiet — no alarms, no cosmic threats, no dimensional rifts clawing their way through the sky. Yet her posture carries the subtle weight of someone always ready. She looks out over the city, eyes reflecting both its beauty and its fragility, and breathes in deeply. Susan Storm (Invisible Woman): "Strange… a rare moment of peace. Almost makes you wonder how long before the next storm breaks."