This book. THIS BOOK. THIIIIIS BOOOKK gave me all sorts of SUPER feels! 
 I've seen Steelheart bleed. 
 And I will see him bleed again. 
 Gee golly. Everything sounds scary in italics. There was no way I could have stopped reading after that. 
 I went into the story completely blind. I rarely get hooked early on. But that prologue--BLOODYDAMN. So much was happening. So much was lost. As I'm sitting here typing this, my mind can't understand how Sanderson introduced us to a character, gave him a couple of one-liners, killed him off, and that made me beyond emotional. 
 Steelheart is an Epic. An Epic is someone who gained powers after Calamity. Calamity is, as told by the premise, a burst in the sky. Chicago is now known as Newcago (cough cough New Chicago), and there is no sunrise, no moon, for the city is under Steelheart's evil reign and his Epic minions. Oh, and Steelheart went ballistic and turned everything to steel. Crazy I tell ya. 
 Our MC is 18-year-old David. He is "the boy who lived" after The Annexation, and he is intent on joining The Reckoners, a resistance group against the Epics. 
 I had never read a book by Brandon Sanderson. When I first laid eyes on Steelheart at Barnes and Noble, it spoke to me. It was love at first sight. Signed copy. I had to have it. Then I began reading. THE SUPERHEROES ARE THE FRIGGIN BAD GUYS! Who'd a thunk it? And their names are sick yo! Steelheart. Deathpoint. Fortuity. Firefight. I mean, come oooon. And so, naturally, I fell. Hard. Reading Steelheart was like reading a long comic book and it just did not disappoint. The nerd/geek in me squealed and did cartwheels. 
 Conclusion: Bring it on, Firefight!