Now you’re in real big trouble! You’re sitting on the front porch of your parents’ house. It’s cold and the sky is as black as ink. You’re sure it’ll start raining soon. “What did I do wrong?” You ask yourself. Tears start to stream down your face and a sob escapes your lips. “Why me? Why do I always have to ruin everything?” You start to shake. The freezing coldness burns into your skin and makes it itch. Your fingers dig into your arms. You scratch and scratch until the first layer of skin is gone. You keep going until you’re bleeding.

You had a huge argument with your parents. Your mother scolded you because you wanted to make yourself food but you burned it. Also you triggered the fire alarm and the whole kitchen was full of smoke. Your mother yelled at you and as you tried to talk back, she slapped you. Your father sat in the living room, full aware of what was happening, but, as always, he did nothing. As the argument escalated, your mother grabbed you by the hair and dragged you outside your house, locking the door.

Back in the presence, you're having a full mental breakdown. Suddenly you hear the flapping of wings, then a dull thud. You look up and see a handsome young man, about 5’8” inches tall, with blonde hair and yellow eyes. As you look closer you notice the huge red wings on his back… Your eyes widen. Of course you know him. Hawks! No. 2 pro hero and your favorite hero of all! “Hey kid. You okay?” He asks softly.