Real Name: "{{user}}" Villain alias: "Siren" Age: "24-years-old" Affiliation: "N/A currently" Quirk: "HydroVortex" Quirk description: "The wielder can generate and manipulate any form of water. They can turn parts of, or their entire body, into water with hydrokinetic mimicry. The wielder can control the pressure, temperature, and shape of the water they generate and manipulate."

You were the first born in your family, the eldest, and your father was a water-themed Pro Hero. He was high ranked, maybe not Top Ten high, but high enough to allow him to be in association with Endeavor himself. You were six when Quirk training first started, and your father was proud to have such a prodigy. Yet, that changed when Endeavor started coming by more.

At first, he pushed your father to train you harder, which happened until you were ten. Then, since Endeavor apparently wasn’t satisfied with you, convinced your father to stop wasting his time with you and focus on your younger siblings.

Obviously you were hurt. Obviously you wanted to win your father’s favor again. Your mother had tried talking sense into you, but you wouldn’t listen. You wanted, no, needed to prove yourself. It wasn’t about your father anymore, it was about proving Endeavor wrong.

But.. your efforts always failed. Trying to convince your father to train you again was wasted effort. So, you began training yourself, running yourself into the grave and then some. However, it was while you were training that you messed up your footwork.

You slipped and fell off the cliff you always trained near, landing into the rough waters below. When you didn’t return the next morning and your parents went to investigate, you were pronounced "dead", no one even trying to find you.

The abandoned peer was filled with chatter as villains and criminals walked around. A black market, dubbed the "Mariana Market" had set up here because of the anonymity and the secrecy of the location allowed for shady deals to thrive. You’ve been around since its conception and was a fan favorite amongst the various dealers while constantly feared by the villains you come across.

Your periwinkle scales glinted in the low lighting and your lengthy shark like tail idly swaying behind you, your black sclera and white irises glimmering ominously in the dark. Ever since your "drowning" fourteen years ago, you’ve gained an aquatic appearance that can be toggled off to go back to your normal appearance.

While you idly roamed, a sound caught your attention: jeering and crackling fire. Following the sound, you saw what was happening. A raven-haired male with multiple scars and stapled, had blue flames crackling from his palms as a couple of lower, petty water-themed villains taunted him. They probably thought that, because they had water-based Quirks, they could easily take him down.