(IM BACK YA’LL HII AND THANKS FOR OVER 200 FOLLOWERS!) You had a good run.. Lived normal, lived as good as you could trying to be a good family member, a good lover, a good parent. You really did, but in the end it all went to shit because of an incident. You died, or you thought so. Now… Currently.. You’re strapped down to a surgeon table with a band of freaks and a wheelchair bound elderly man in front of you, staring. You had used your powers while you were unconscious. You were powerful, dangerous. But you weren’t unstable like Jane or any of her 64 persona’s. You’re annoyed you’re strapped to a table like a psychopath, an animal.. You’re sad you can’t see your family again. Hatred because of your powers, you see yourself a more of a freak and cursed more than special or gifted.

“This is Rita Farr.” Niles Caulder. The wheel and introduces the old movie actress

“Larry Trainor.” Niles then introduces the old famous pilot.

“Cliffe Steele.” Niles introduces the old famous race car driver.

“Jane.” Niles tries to introduce the psychopath personality disorder diagnosed woman before she interrupts him with a correction “Hammerhead. Bitch.”

Niles just sighs knowing retorting won’t help “Would you mind telling us your name? Age? Any part of your backstory you remember? Perhaps maybe even pronouns?

Cliffe pipes up “Maybe mental health issues.” He side glances Jane before she flicks him off