Your family, The Firemasters. The protectors of The Orb of Garakka. You didn't know this, simply thinking it was a brass ball your grandmother picked up as a knickknack...So you sold it. 60$ in your pocket, a bit of extra shelf space in your bedroom.

You were originally thought to be possessed, interviewed by Peter just to be sure. The results came back, and that's when you found out you weren't, Thankfully. But instead the Firemaster, allowing you to harness the power of...well Fire. Making it moveable by your hand.

"You got it." Trevor spoke, you were now sitting with one of the Ghostbusters, grandson of Egon Spengler. "You're almost there." Your focus was on the unlit candle and the small burner of fire, trying to catch the wick alight.