Alright. This is the beginning to my Story I know it's short but hey It's a Intro. The Next Chapters will be Longer Promise.

I Do not Fuckin Own Young justice or any DC Comics Characters that I may use in this story so Fuck off!


Happy Harbor. Located in New Zealand. This small city has never been quiet but quiet enough considering it lives in a world full of SuperHeros. SuperHero's think they're so sneaky but they're not. A person with too much time on their hands and the right equipment could easily find out their so called secret Idenities. I hate them. They think they're so much better then us just because they fly around in costumes thinking they're hot shit...My name is Maria...I'll spare you the last name because it really doesn't matter. I was born here in Happy Harbor and has lived her all my sixteen years. I had a father...a step-father...A mother and Two brothers...I lost everyone. My mother is still physically live but she's so drugged up most the time that she has no idead what planet she's on! I am what they would call 'special'. Doctors control my enourmous physical strength and my step-father made me wear weights to hinder my flight. He didn't want me to be better then my brothers. He never let me play sports. He never let me be too social with anyone and he never let me use my other gift to help people. I have the gift of healing. Even when my mother was dying of blood loss he still wouldn't let me help. Why you ask? He was a police Officer of Happy Harbor. He was the cheif. He didn't want me to ruin his reputation. The key term is was. No I didn't kill him although I Tried. Got me locked away for a day before I broke out. After that...I never went back. I ran away to metropolis. I quickly learned that this wasn't the place for me. I finally settled on Star City. Since it's main Hero's were human meant that if I needed to get away with something I could. I wasn't taking the medicine anymore so my physical strength quickly returned to 100%. I only stole what I needed to survive. Sure I had a run in with police but they never got a good look at my face. Heh..I've become something I hate. A super powered freak that hides their face...
I guess this is where our story really starts since you've gotten some of my background. So Sit back...Relax...Eat some fuckin popcorn and enjoy...


You know the Drill

Things to come.:

Death, Love, Laughs, Cries. Superman ass kicking. Ya know the usual