Control. Keep it under wraps so they don't know.
Her mother's words whispered in her ears. To be a Siren meant death. To be a Siren meant the crazies chased you out of town and uttered your name as a curse. To be a Siren...
Amara had never felt so liberated. Despite the tears and screams of her mother, despite the copious layers of bandages she wrapped around the girl's arm, Amara had never felt stronger. Never felt more alive.
Never freer.
Control. She had plenty of it. She'd mastered her powers without her mother's knowledge, waiting until she was fast asleep, and then slipping out in the middle of the night to go punch walls and ruin things people didn't care about. She would run. She would lift. She would pick fist fights once she was old enough to venture alone during the day, and make lots of money when the betting events started. She would make it big, she would get her mother out of her, make her proud. And then-
... oh.
She returned one day to a ruined home. Her house on fire, charred to a crisp, her mother nowhere in sight. Swollen-faced bullies she'd faced the other day stood in a semi-circle around her, bats and pipes clenched between ash-covered fists. Their faces said it all. They'd been waiting for her, wanted to see the look on her face at seeing her home destroyed, her mother dead. They wanted to see the tears and hear her screams. They wanted satisfaction.
Oh, what a mistake that turned out to be.
Face after face she ruined, her knuckles bloodied and swollen by the time she was done. All with a smile on her face. She had no remorse for her actions, no need to grab them by the shirts and ask why. She knew. Her mother had had to pay for her sins, and now she was making them pay for theirs.
She breathed a sigh of relief once she was done, the exertion more than she realized. There was satisfaction... and emptiness.
No matter. No one would ever consider her a mistake or a curse ever again. The one with the power had all the control, and she was determined to grip her destiny by the shoulders and wrest it out of Fate's hands.