She hears a mad scientist

“Hold on,” says Power Girl, “I hear something brewing on Eighth Avenue.” She tilts her head to the side, listening for something that must be happening miles away. She puts an arm around your waist and smiles. “Looks like you're seeing some action right away. Get set!”

The gorgeous blonde holds you tight and takes off. You fly over the city and land at Eighth Avenue in no time. This section of Eighth is also know as “The Avenue of Tomorrow.” It's called that because so many research companies are based here, which leads to trouble more often than anyone will admit.

“Ah, Power Girl.” says a voice from behind you. “I was hoping you'd be the one to show up.”

You turn around and see a man in a white lab coat. He's bald, but his long black beard trails down to his waist. He smiles mechanically as a pile of cars burns behind him.

Power Girl lets you go and steps forward. She stands tall and proud as the wind blows her cape dramatically. “I don't believe I know you. Of course, I'm sure you have a fascinating story you want to tell me about why you're doing this.”

“Not really,” says the crazy guy in the lab coat. He pulls out a strange looking gun. At least it might be a gun, it has a barrel but it also has lights and gadgetry built onto it. He points it at Power Girl and laughs.

“A ray gun?” she says incredulously. “Do you really think a laser is going to do squat against me?”

“Why don't we find out?” The madman raises the gun.

“No!” you scream. You dive in front of Power Girl right as he fires. A strange tingling encompasses your body. Somehow you actually feel the beam go through you, hit Power Girl, and bounce back to you.

“No!” yells the madman as your vision blurs, “that was meant for me, not you!”