I wake up in on the curb to find a man yelling at me. Why am I on the curb? Why is there a man yelling at me? Well... I'm an orphan and I don't have a home, that's why I'm on the curb. The man is yelling at me cause he doesn't want hobos polluting his work space. I sighed and got up. Why do people have to be so mean? I silently asked myself. I walked down the street letting my mind wonder.

"She doesn't have a home!? That's crazy talk! Nicole should be in a warm bed getting some rest. She said have a full stomach but you let her roam around the streets and now your gonna leave her without a family? I like your style!" My aunt said as I listen through the door. She was gonna leave me and run away with my so called uncle, who I'm sure isn't really my uncle. I step away from the door and start to run, just in case they get any ideas about, no witnesses. I run along Central City's roads and stop when I get to the park. I pant and sit down on the bench.

It all went down hill from there. I think snapping myself out for my thoughts. I once was determined to find my past and my father's helmet that legend said was supposed to give me my full powers. Over the last few months I have been messing around with my abilities and they were getting stronger, but I still wanted to find out what this Helmet of Fate could do. I gave up on finding it weeks ago though. I hear snickering behind me and I turn around. Oh no... please just go away. Just go- A hand grabs my shoulder and I am pushed into a wall." Hey pretty lady!" A thug says to me. I instantly kick him where the sun don't shine and try to run only to be surrounded by his buddies. I make a small yellow ball of magic appear in my hand and I point it at them." We can do this the easy way or the hard way!" I yell. I only yelled so I could get other people's attention. It didn't work." Oh... little lady here gots some powers!" Another man said with a southern accent. I throw the magic at him and start to run but they catch up and throw me on the cement ground.

Almost out of the alley!!! I think trying to get up. They don't let me. I feel pain to my gut and sides. I close my eyes not wanting to see anymore blood then I have to. I hear the click of a pocket knife opening and I tense up. I feel a sharp pain in my shoulder and I yelp. I make my hand into a fist, opening my eyes I feel back and punch whoever was cutting me. My hand was glowing yellow and the thug flew back into a wall. I couldn't stay awake anymore. Just before I close my eyes I see a yellow and red burr. Then darkness.