greek mythological girls fighting evil: helen
in this modern era, helen is a nightclub singer engaged to a high-ranking gang member, but falls in love with the sweet-faced son of a rival gang.
(she knows the risks. she is engaged to a man who she does not love, but offered her fame and fortune and protection from the underground who seems to froth for her. they tear at her, all of them. her fiancee bites at her- not at her flesh, but at her being, her existence, her happiness. it’s as if he wants her beauty for himself, that her beauty will bring him power. but paris, paris who can’t shoot straight, paris who drops the knife he carries paris who grins at her from the audience even as he is surrounded by gang members who would kill him if they recognized him. he sings off-key to her daughter hermione, trying to get her to sleep, weeks after he convinced helen to do the same. he says, “you are the most beautiful woman in the world” but he does not say “you are mine”. at least there is that. she knows the risks. she runs away with him. they will blame me, she thinks, as she hears the rumbling roar of the coming battles. they will blame me, and i will not care.)