Not wanting any kids to be hurt, Violet went towards the school first. She carefully walked into the school, taking on Belle's form in order to borrow her durability. She had found that while she could transform into others, for superheroes, she could only duplicate a single one of her power, and at a lesser strength than the original. She found the mangled remains of several people, some not much older than her true age. Finally, she found a girl trapped under some rubble, who was taking several shuddering breaths. She could tell that one of the ceiling beams has punched through her stomach and out the other side.
"A-are you an a-angel?" She asks, as Violet approached
"No, I'm a superhero. I'm here to rescue you," Violet says, softly.
"S-super heroes are real?" The girl asks, before breaking out into a fit of coughing
"They sure are, and we're here to help."
She gives a pained smile.
"I-I'm glad that I could see something so amazing before I died. Assuming my head isn't making things up. Can I see your powers?"
Violet changed into a copy of the girl, then to a few of her sisters. The girl's eyes were wide with amazement.
"Now, let's see if we can get you out of here."
Violet moved over to the rubble on-top of the girl, and placed her hands in position to lift. Then, she grew, the rubble becoming lighter as she lifted it off the girl.
"Thank you," The girl said, with a smile "Less pain. Less pain." She lets out a sigh, as her eyes close. Her chest doesn't rise again as she dies. Violet puts her hand over her mouth in horror, as sobs come from her eyes. Still in her giant form, she sits down, and weeps. She wanted her mommy. She wanted for bad things not to happen to nice people.