This character was frozen into stone by a great hero. His body is now just a hollow husk of stone. The statue has crumbled after time and looks beat up. The statue is stuck grinning for the rest of iturnity. Everyone gathers around this stone husk for the celebration of heroes. You can free him by stabbing him with the sacred sword. One day this all changes. A girl named Katelyn snuck into the museum. She covered the cameras with wrapping paper and stalked towards the sacred sword. It radiated blue energy and was sharp enough to brake stone without effort. She broke the glass with her elbow and an alarm as loud as heck sounded off. Blood trickled off her elbow as she grabbed the sword. She ran agony on her face. Police cars surrounded her and she flipped across the one in front of her. As a police officer pulled out his gun, in one quick moment she stabbed through the stone statue. The stone crumbled- but the man wasn’t there. It was a lanky girl with wavy ginger hair, pale skin, blue eyes, a blue dress, and eyes that could kill someone. She made her hand into a fist and a wave of water splashed all of the police. She opened it up again sighing. She looks at the one who freed her. “ who are you?” Her voice was very raspy and the girl almost couldn’t tell what she said. “Aqua,” she said very slowly not knowing what to do. The lanky girls face softened. She murmured something like “she must be my- no”. She almost kind of looked like the statue- she kept grinning and frowning, she looked messed up inside, and hollow. Worst of all she had the aura the sword had given off which now that she thought about it, smelled like the beach. “ I’m River” the lanky girl suddenly said. She felt like she heard that name be- oh no. “ your my great great great ten thousand more greats grandmother.” She was in shock. How was this villain related to her. River had a blank face but it looked as if she was about to tear the world apart. “ that means you have my powers” she said finally. She tried to close her fist but no wave came. Instead the whole museum burst into flames. They both gasped. “ what- what did you do?” “ I have no idea,” she was almost too shocked to speak. River started pacing. She could hear sirens in the distance. “Come on River!” She jumped into one of the empty police cars and stepped on the peddles. “ You have a drivers license-ACK!” “ Um no,” River slapped her face. Suddenly a shock went through her she closed her eyes. She’d thought she had died but the car had just… exsploded. How was she still alive. She couldn’t see River anymore but then someone tapped her back. “ wow,” River was in awe “ You need a new name. Maybe fiery,” and that’s how I got my name. Did you think that was the end. Well, not even remotely. It was a regular school day- well pretty normal anyways. I had history class and was walking through the hall and some emo boy bumped into me. “ HELLO I EXSIST AND- ARE YOU ON YOUR PHONE SERIOUSLY!” Everyone was looking now and the boy looked up. It’s literally impossible to describe the look on his face. It was like “oh no I’m going to dieeeeee!” And “ she so cute,” mixed together and it was so infuriating. “Um sorry…” he said in a voice that matched his face. He gave her a spark though she couldn’t lie. “ SORRY YOU MUST MEAN REALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLY SORRY!” “Yeah sure,” now he sounded like he was falling in love with her completely and that was killing her on the inside. She murmured “never mind,” and headed to class. Then we had an extremely boring history lesson about River and you know I definitely didn’t blow up the whole school. Okay maybe I did but that was the teachers fault for being so mean to my relative. Anyways some wierd superhero that looked like a cheetah came and saved the day or whatever and I went home. But guess what. She saw me. “Who are you,” she asked. “ A normal kid trying to get home,” she fake cried. Now the comic con character headed back to the school. I knew I was a villain now and needed a mask or whatever. So I went home and made a fire costume. Fiery. I grinned. Now I was the villain. No one could freeze me to a hollow, stone, and grinning, husk of a villain. Whatch out cheetah girl.