Silvia. That's what I call myself, or at least my current name. I'll start from the beginning, or at least what I know anyways.

I was born during the summer solstice, and my family wasn't the best.

I had only one full blooded family member, my brother who was around 4 to 5. He was the oldest. He knew all of us by name, our age, when we born, where we were born, our parents, each of our families and family members, he knew everything about what we were. Our mother was dead, so our dad got stuck with us. My brother, he kept us alive, fed, clothed, educated, and sheltered. The only thing he couldn't do was keep us safe. Our dad was stronger than each of us, even combined, so when he fell into a coma. The only thing I know for sure is that no matter what, he made sure we would live longer than him, even if it was by seconds. He died protecting me, and a lot of my family resents me for that.

I know how old I was then too, it's the day we all remember, know and fear. I don't remember it though, I was too young, but I saw one time, it was in the memories of my best friend, Terana, or Terra for short unless you knew her like me, then it was Terry. It wasn't pretty, I can tell you that. I saw through her eyes, something no one should have ever seen, a boy nearly die from the cold. I do my best no to remember it, but it still scares me to this very day, and its one thing I never really recovered from. He nearly died holding me, and one thing, my entire family is full of meta humans, and if a meta human dies while being in contact with someone, that person a) gets the dying person's powers and b) becomes very unstable, genetically. Even if they do revive, the still gave you their powers, and they still have theirs

A scientist took an interest in me then, another reason why they hate me; I was the first person to give this scientist a reason to experiment with human DNA. I was there for 6 months as only a year old. I hate remembering and looking through others eyes on our treatment if he found you interesting. It was cruel. He would throw you into a tube to fix your genes, and instead of putting in the correct materials, he would fill it with whatever pleased him, no matter how much we would scream. He decided to fill my newly broken genes with; compresurised air, water, fire, and earth, but mainly electricity with a few dashes of cat genes thrown in. my best friends he was easier on. Terry had bits of earth and Jinx, my sister, got Siberian tiger genes.

Because the scientist used so much electricity on me and my brother was made of plasma and electricity, I had the ability to control and burn off a lot of power, mainly electricity. My name he gave me after that was 'Tricty, but other called me Trixie to demine me.

After my six months of preparation torture, I was given what was supposed to be 5 years of field testing. When I was 2 and half, I was half kidnapped half liberated… by a villain named Madame Rouge. I was inflicted with a deadly stabbing near my heart quite a few times thanks to one of my siblings, so I blanked out as she picked me up.

I remember what happened perfectly to this day.

It was basic training, a classic do or die at the mercy of the enemy type thing.

It was cold, freezing, but I was in my element, the cold. I was fighting my opponent with difficulty, he was a 7, and I was 2 and a half, not much of a fight if you think about it. I was just dodging his knife continuously, just trying to wear him out. He got me three times with shallow gashes on my arms, but I didn't notice at all. I continued to dodge, moving backwards with every millisecond. I learned how to be swift from attempted escapes beforehand multiple times. I just did as I was told, dodge, no attacking. So that what I was doing, just trying to survive this fight, wondering in the back of my mind if I'd even make it out of this alive, let alone able to move.

A woman with short midnight hair showed up and grabbed me as I was fatally wounded.

"That'll show her fer' killin' Sam!" said my oppponnet.

Sam was paralyzed currently, in a forest in New York state, I made it look like he was dead, but he's alive. He looks completely human, and his power is strength.

I guess everyone still thinks he's dead, when he's still living, I made sure of it, and hid his body at an orphanage, he'll be a hell a lot safer there than here. I thought as I was passing out. A woman grabbed me, "Don't 'vorry, ve'll be fine." She told me before I lost total consciousness.

When I woke up, I was somewhere else. A place I've never seen in my whole life, it was filled with branches, and it was a wooden room. I was on a soft material with a cloth over my body. There was a throbbing near my heart. I moved painfully and noticed the multitude of scars, scabs and gashes all over my body. What struck me the most odd of all, was there was a bandage around my chest that went over my right and left shoulder.

"Where am I?" I asked very confused.

"You're safe. That's all that matters at the moment," said an old lady who walked in the room.

"No, what matters is my training, now where am I?"

"You're in my house"

"Which is where?"

Please don't say a tree.

"In a village"

Village! No one says village, they say town! Oh god where am I!

"In?"

"A forest"

"On?"

Don't say trees

"Tree branches"

Why trees! Why did it have to be trees!

"Okay, erm… What country am I in?"

"What is a country?"

Oh god!

"Where are we, exactly?"

"In the Valley of Healing, you should do well here."

"Where would that be?"

"Not too far from the Lake of a Thousand Tears"

Where in god's name is that?

"Okay, what content?

"Con ten ent?

Oh god

"What planet would I happen to have been taken to?"

"Oh! You're an outsider! Well we are in a dimension where whatever you may have learned does not apply here. Don't worry; I'll take good care you until you're revived. One thing, is everyone so injured where you hail from?"

"Injured? Umm… it depends on how often you are tested and how well you do along with your performance and how obedient you are. I'm actually the least injured out of everyone there that's still alive…"

"You poor dear, don't worry, I'll fix you right up, and when you're 16 and a half we'll see where you belong and why you're here."

"Umm… okay"

"one more thing, from what I can tell you're around 2 and a half, born during a solstice, most likely summer, so why is your hair so dark and long, and your eyes like that of a cat in gray?"

"I… I don't really know, just always been that way since my preparation."

"Preparation? For what?"

"No one knows, he said it was a surprise."

"Well if this is how he treated you, something tells me this is not the kind of person that would give a positive surprise"

"I guess"

With that the woman took her leave. I looked at myself for the very first time.

I'm tall for my age, along with having silvery silted blue eyes. My hair is jet black with purple swirled in. I guess I see what she means; no one I met looked like me, at all.

I miss one person though and hope she makes it out, my half sister, Jinx. She as pink hair and eyes, and always said I was the strongest of us, to move that fast without pain, it was a breakthrough, unlike her Siberian tiger genes that let her use pink energy. She escaped yesterday and was adopted. She'll have some good luck, I know it.

Even a bit of bad luck leads to good luck, I know it.

I hope.