[ WP ] A super-hero/heroine returns home , having failed to save the world . He/She has but a few minutes with his/her family before the world is destroyed .

Of course it was a Monday. It was 10:45 a.m., so he had about ten minutes. An hour ago he was just off the surface of the moon, attempting to repel the fleet of spacecraft that were threatening Earth. Even if he took out a ship per minute, there was no way that he could dispose of all of the crafts prior to them reaching firing range. He accepted the fate of the world and went to be with those he loved. 
 
 The cemetery was empty on the crisp Monday morning. No one came on this, the last of days, to pay their final respects. It was just as well. He never got along with normal people much anyways. He sat on the bench between his wife and daughter's graves and reminisced. He actually welcomed the end. It had been three years since they had been taken from him, that fateful sunny day. It was n't like it was in the movies. In the movies bad things only happened when it was raining. There was no rain in July of 2011, it was one of the driest summers that Utah had ever seen. The scene of the accident was burned into his mind. Their car around the tree. The other driver sitting on the hood of the police car. Drunk driving, vehicular manslaughter, four years. FOUR YEARS! He chuckled at the thought that four years would actually end up being life in prison. 
 
 He looked at his watch. It was almost time, so he stood up and kissed each grave. The superhero laid on the ground between those he loved and accepted the end.
