Laurie seemed to yearn for a White Lantern Ring. Did she want to revive her mother?
That was understandable, though. Her ability was quite special. No matter whose powers she copied, she only got to enjoy the benefits without paying the price.
Though she could not obtain the complete version of an ability and could not grasp things like its "core essence." For example, she could imitate Strangle's existence but could not split spores; she could imitate Constantine, but she did not have Demon Blood or his connections in Heaven and Hell; she could imitate Superman, but she could not grow stronger by basking in the sun.
Still, it was basically a free ride. What more could she ask for?
Or, from another perspective, her troubled life was the price of the whole arrangement.
Ever since childhood, her love for Gothic culture had made her seem different. She had been bullied by classmates at school, her books torn apart, her hair cut, pig's blood dumped over her... every common schoolyard nightmare had happened to her. She was practically a replica of Carrie.
After awakening her powers, she had not killed all her classmates. Instead, she chose to transfer schools. Those little brats should have been grateful for her mercy.
But gaining powers brought even more misfortune. Her mother died suddenly, her father got cancer, and the whole family was trapped by financial troubles.
She had no choice but to join a dirty-work team like the Secret Six, yet even the villains considered her methods too cruel and did not want to deal with her.
After all, it was a little beyond ordinary people's understanding for a teenage girl to smile as she blasted a target into a cloud of blood.
She was not insane. She was simply realistic, and her