Time And A Word| TUA

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The first time that Mary Karpman gave birth, was on November first, 1986. She had a daughter, whom she named Faye Karpman, since she was not, at the time, married to her boyfriend.

Faye was raised well. She had a good life. She had a mother, a father. She had natural good luck, and seemed sly enough that any time she hurt anyone, grown ups would never see.

After somehow talking her way through school to get good grades, she graduated University and became a detective. She had one ex, Diego Hargreeves, whom she only really dated because he was a Hargreeves, which meant he was one of those famous superheros.

She lived a good and ordinary life.

On the 12th hour of the first day of October, 1989, Mary Karpman gave birth a second time. The difference here, is that she was not pregnant when the day began. She had another daughter, whom she named Harper.

While there was a lot extraordinary about Harper, with her power to blend into shadows, move things with her mind, endurance, the ability change her appearance just by looking in the mirror, there was nothing extraordinary with her upbringing.

To put it plainly, it was bad. Harper's mother seemed to barely know she existed. Her Father, on the other hand, who always preferred to be named Philip to her, only seemed to see her when he had a bad day. When he hurt her, he often left the stench of alcohol and something else she didn't know in his wake. He was shaky. Fidgety.

Her entire life, she tried. But when a mother choses not to love their child, not much can be done. When she was a teenager, still friendless, she had accepted this as her life. She understood that some parents just weren't parents.

But one night stood out to her, no matter how hard she tried to rid herself of the memory. She was on the stairwell with their dog's head on her lap, listening as her parents comforted her sister after she broke up with the superhero, which confused her, since her sister did not care for the boy. But she listened, and she heard her parents comfort Faye. They spoke of how strong she was. Of all she'd lived through already to get where she was. How hard she worked. How proud they were.

Harper always knew she was not the favourite. But it can hurt a lot when a child hears that their parent is capable of what they want, you are just incapable of deserving it.

She worked hard, and though she received a horrendous injury to her skull at age 19 that left her partially deaf, she finally moved away on her 22 birthday to go to college. She studied, and became a chef, though she wasn't sure how. She worked in a restaurant when her sister found her.

She moved into a house nearby, and didn't ask, just left her three children at Harper's house whenever she felt like it. And Harper found herself just doing as her sister asked.

She never had friends, as she never accepted invites to places. She had lost her dog at 16. She practically raised her nieces and nephew, knowing that no one would ever want to make her a mother of their children. And all of it was just one big continuous horrid circle.

The reason I am telling you this is because of the difference. Harper Karpman is the same as Harrold Jenkins. She was raised similarly. And while Jenkins became hellbent on ending the world, Harper became hellbent on saving it.

Unfortunately for her.