Remnant: Her story

Prologue

War.

War was all that reigned everywhere she went. People killing, people dying. Screams and death. Gunshots and flames. People pushing at the air to deflect streams of energy coming at them. And if that wasn't bad enough, there was rumours about some remnants being lose everywhere. 

Ivory was in the middle of it all.

War was no place for a girl, they said. War is hell, they said. You are going to get yourself killed, they said. They weren't wrong. She looked around confused. She wondered how anyone was supposed to know who to fight. How did they even know who was on what side? Did the Big guys go for the Small guys? Or did the Big guys go for the Big guys. It was chaos. Even though she was 13 years old, she still hadn't taken a name. They picked on her for that. It wasn't something she could help though. A name came to you in your darkest of times. It should be a name you feel comfortable with. A name that means something to you. The real reason they picked on her was because they were scared of her power. She had one of the most rarest powers in history. 

Manipulation of Atoms. 

She could take apart people's atoms and change them to a different form or she could take all the atoms that made up that person and scatter them into time and space. Fear, was something that made her life hell. She couldn't have friends because they were scared. Her parents abandoned her because they were scared. They told her that her heart was a dark, black, twisted thing. They said her heart was Ebony. They said she was the next Apocalypse. And then the power came to her. The strength came to her. She had finally found her name. Ebony Apocalypse. Ivory grinned.

She was so wrapped up in her thoughts, she didn't see the remnant fly towards her.