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A young woman, around the age of sixteen, walked down the street with her hands in her pockets. She had wavy brown hair that whent to her mid-back, hazel eyes, and white skin with a hint of tan. She was Portorican, Italian, and American. She wore a white happy bunny shirt, the bunny was pink with it's hands over it's ears, that said 'It's cute how you think I'm listening' beneath the bunny.She also had on baggy dark denim jeans and black street boots that whent up to the middle of her shins. She walked over to a parking area near a cafe' and pulled a pair of keys from her pockets. She put on a black helmate and got on a motercycle, Harley Davidson to be exact. She road about two miles and stopped by the central park. She parked her motocycle then started walking through the park walking around as if she were looking for something, or someone. She of course was ,oh what were the normies calling them these days? Mutants, gifteds, freaks, ah whatever...The other day someone was calling her Hell's child... But she figured she would have probably been called that anyways. Her powers were very simple; fire and speed. She put her hands on her hips and sighed."He said he would be here."She muttered as she sat under a tree. She closed her eyes and without warning the memories slowly, yet painfuly, started to flow in.

A boy about eighteen snuck up behind the tree she was sitting under."Wakie wakie Charlie!"He yelled as he poked the side of her head.
"Gah! Don't do that Keegan!"She yelled back as her eyes flashed open.She stood up and glared at him. "Your late." She growled, she then stuck her hands in her pockets and startd walking along a pathway.
Keegan sighed and followed. "Well when your on the run you never know when agents are gonna pop out and attack." He said with a sigh as he brushed his fingers through his aburn hair. He looked at his black skater shoes with his grey-brown eyes. He also wore a black t-shirt with an olive green short sleeve shirt over it with a big yellow smiley face that said 'I Hate You!' underneath that, and black jeans with chains and buckles all over them.
"I don't care, late is late." She snapped.
"Jeeze, can't believe I'm being scolded by a fifteen year old." Keegan muttered now scratching his head.
"I'm sixteen!"
"Fifteen sisxteen whats the difference?"
"I hate you."
"Love yuh too."Keegan said jokingly with a smirk.
Charlie rolled her eyes and sighed,"Your so imature."