Sup, I'm back guys. No one asked why both Steve and Dezray don't have dads listed. Well, their mothers were drugged and raped. They decided to keep their babies, regardless of the fathers. 

And that all I'm saying because I'm pretty sure that Dezray can tell her story way better then me. Its her story after all.

~Ems~

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(Dezray's/Blaze's POV)

When I heard the tone of Rosie's voice, I could tell she blamed Trickster for what had happened. I looked at Trickster and saw her in tears. They flowed down her face and landed on the floor.

"Night, leave her alone. It was all our faults, not just her's" I said getting up and walking over to Trickster. I tried to put my arms around her, but she just pulled away from me.

A few hours later I still had yet to calm her down. In fact she was even more scared.

"Get away from me", Trickster shouted at me, this time slapping my hands away.

"Give it up Blaze. She'll never change her mind about talking to you or becoming a hero", Rosie said, using my hero name. We never let anyone outside of the team hear us use our real names.

"No I'm not giving up", I said.

"Just leave her alone", Rosie said. She had been saying that for the last hour. She didn't get why I was trying to help this girl. 

"What do you mean 'becoming a hero'? I'm already one", Trickster shouted, finely turning to face me and Rosie.

"Yeah right, You're no better then the Joker or Scarecrow. Want to know why? You kill", Rosie shouted back. This was getting out of hand fast.

"No I make it so no one is ever hurt again", Trickster fired back, standing up.

"But do you ever think about the people that you do hurt. The ones who you 'stop'", Rosie shouted getting up too.

"They deserve worst. I let them live", Trickster shouted. 

"Barely able to move and needing someone to take care of them for the rest of their lives. That's what you think is living", Rosie fired.

"Its better then having them hurt, rob, and kill people", Trickster said sitting back down.

"They don't know anything about me, yet they think they knows what's right for me", I heard Trickster whisper to herself.

"We may not know you but maybe if you got to know us a bit better you might understand where we're coming from", I said. 

Rosie gave me a look that meant 'Really the semi-super hearing thing again'. Trickster on the other hand, was spooked. I could tell she was scared about what I had heard.

"What, what do you mean", Trickster said giving me a wary look.

"What I mean is, why don't you tell us why you're became a superhero", I said sitting down next to her. I had pulled Rosie over too.

"Well, I got my powers when I was 6", She said and brushed both me and Rosie's arms.

(Really weird Flash back starts)

We all were watching a family get home. There was a man that looked about 35 and woman around the same age. In between them, was a little girl around six, her carrot orange hair pulled into two pigtails, a huge smile on her face.

The man opened the door to their apartment and found four men inside, looking for stuff to steal.

"Stop", The man shouted at the robbers.

The robbers froze and turned to face the small family. Then they charged at the family.

"Lu, get Beatrix out of here", The man said, taking on one of the men while the other three went after both mother and daughter.

The pair ran to the end of the hall, where the mother stopped and pulled her daughter to face her.

"Beatrix, go find some one to call the police then came back here and hide", The mother said to the daughter, Beatrix.

Then the mother left the girl standing there while she went to go help her husband.

The girl stayed right where she was, hiding not going for help like her mom had asked her to. She was just too scared to move.

Then a large hairy arm grabbed the poor girl up. It belonged to the fourth robber. The man carried back to the apartment. The girl's parents were being held by two other men. The third robber had a gun pointed at them.

"Hey, boss. Look what I found", The man holding the girl said.

The man had called boss turned and laughed.

"After we take care of her parents, we'll finish her", The boss said putting the gun to the little girl's father. The girl struggled to get away from the man, but she couldn't. 

The man with the gun pulled the trigger. The girl's dad fell to the floor, dead.

"Jason", The girl's mother shouted the name of her husband and broke done in sobs.

"Quit your crying, you're going to join him soon", The boss said turning the gun to the girls mother.

The gun went off again and the poor little girl's mother fell next to her husband. The mother wasn't quite dead and took the father's hand. Then she turned her head toward the little girl and said:

"We'll see you soon", and closed her eyes for the last time.

The little girl started crying and begging the men to let her go to her mommy and daddy and help them.

"They're dead, pumpkin. And soon you will be too", The man with the gun said, turning the weapon to face the girl.

The girl let out scream and mist pored off her. The man holding her dropped her.

The mist was red and green. The girl ran to her parents' sides. The man was right, they were gone.

The young girl let out another scream and stood up and faced the men who had just taken her family from her. She threw out her hands toward the men.

The mist wrapped around them and the men began to cry out with fear. Then the mist pulled back, reveling the men curled up into balls, their arms wrapped around their legs.

The girl fell to the ground next to her parents.

(Time skip 6 years in the future, still the flash back)

A teenage girl with carrot orange hair opened the door to an apartment. She went inside and quietly closed the door behind her. But it wasn't quiet enough.

"Beatrix, get your butt in here", a gruff man voice said from around the corner.

"Give me a sec, Uncle Frank", The girl said sighing and walking into a kitchen area. She open the fridge and pulled out a beer. Then she walked into a very messy TV room. 

She stuck out the hand with the beer in it to man. The man just slapped her hand away, causing her to drop the beer.

"You're late. Why", The man said. He was very drunk.

"I was studying at Jean's house with Jean, Jenny, and Heather, Uncle Frank", The girl said standing there.

"Were there boys there", The man, Uncle Frank said.

"No, I swear there wasn't any guys there, Uncle Frank", The girl said looking spooked.

"Liar", The man shouted, getting to his feet. He towered over the girl. Then he slapped her.

The girl hit the floor and red and green mist swirled around her uncle.

He let out a yell and fell to the floor, dead.

The poor girl cried for a few minutes then went to her room and pulled a bag out from underneath her bed. She took all of her things and left the apartment, locking the door behind her.

(Very weird flash back ends)

I shook myself awake. I looked at Trickster.

But I didn't truly see Trickster. No I saw the 6 year old, looking at her dead parents, then the 12 year old looking at her dead uncle.

All I saw was Beatrix the girl who had lost so much, not Trickster. I saw the really person underneath that masks she wore.

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Wow that's really long, but this is the first of three back stories we'll be getting. 

This chapter has 1401 words in it and I'm super proud of myself for writing a chapter that is this long. It the longest written by me. 

~Ems~