Thunder Struck

Cyro Kara (origin)

Cyro was on her parent's floor, bruised and bleeding on her left leg. Her parent has been at this abuse game for quiet a couple months now. Poor Kara, only being 3, had to suffer this abuse. "God! JUST BLEED OUT ALREADY DAMMIT!!" her mother screamed at Kara.

Kara's mother, Skarlyei, was a murderer. She had killed over 78 people and has never gotten caught, one of the people murdered being Kara's loving father, Kanareh, being killed when Cyro was born. Little did Cyro know, she, herself, was Skarlyei's next target.

                   Just 2 days later...

Cyro couldn't take much more of this abuse mess. She was getting weaker at the minute. She had just woken up and knew what she had to do, like she had to do daily. Go to this certain room for her next beating. She cried thinking about it, her being almost starved and dehydrated enough.

She walked on to 'The Room' ready for her beating, only to see Skarlyei dead on the floor. "Wh..what..?? Wh-what happened..?!" She looked terrified but felt sort of happy because that meant no more abuse. A faint wisp in the form of... Kara's father? Was standing there. "My child. You're now free from this poor treatment you've suffered for 2 years. But, it's best you leave this house. It's dangerous still. I love you, daughter..."  The wisp/her father said before fading into the sky.

                      1 Year later...
She sat on the sidewalk, watching her hands, trying to see if she'd get her power yet. She was 4, which meant most kids would most likely develop a power called a 'quirk'. She finally felt free and all her scars and bruises had faded away over time. She looked normal again. Just a little underweight and dehydrated but she was still happy to be alive. "Oh.. come on! I've always wanted a cool power like that to be a hero in my future!" She silently screamed at her hands.

Suddenly.. her hands sparked and heated up....