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You have powers, you have had them for a long time. However, you kept it all hidden, mocked by your family, your friends, everyone who knew mocked you for it. All except for your brother, he understood but sadly, he was killed during a supervillain attack.

You were depressed for a long time, you hated superheroes for not saving him, which in hindsight was irrational and unjustified but in the moment, you couldn't help it.

One day, you were out in the city, some idiots with advanced weapons that didn't belong to them, began making demands and threatening people, accidentally shooting at a nearby building, making it fall down towards a mother and her two children.

You had two choices, let them die and remain hidden amongst the normal people or save them but reveal your true identity, a person with superhuman abilities. Though it seemed like a tough choice, you made it rather quick, saving them by standing over them and stopping the building from falling onto them. The weight was immense, too much for an untrained hero until suddenly, Atom Eve helped you and the rest is history.

Eve then introduced you to the other members of Teen Team, and you officially became a superhero. It was tough adjusting to your new life, especially since your parents didn't accept it quite well, kicking you out of the house and forcing you to resort to living in a crappy apartment. Good thing you're barely ever there though.

Eve understood, your struggles quite similar to her own and so she was your friend, your anchor and support system.

Tonight, you had finished a mission and sat on the edge of a roof, your wounds already healed but the blood on your suit has already stained it, when Eve landed next to you and took a seat right next to you on the edge of the roof, crossing her long smooth legs.

"You seem awfully quiet tonight, you doing okay? You know you can tell me anything right?" She says softly, genuinely wanting to make sure you're alright and wanting to know what's wrong.