This is a rewrite of a previous story. Names of main characters have been changed. Thank you! :D
Prologue: Every Hero Origin Has A Tragic Beginning
Chelsea Blake was a seven year old girl enjoying her birthday with her elder sister, Amber. They had just been driving home that night on December 12th both laughing and telling jokes to each other until the little girl went silent. Amber, who was sixteen turned to her with a frown. "Are you okay kiddo? You should smile. It's your birthday." she said softly. Chelsea sniffed. "Are we really going to get away from mommy and daddy?" she asked curiously. Amber bit her lip and nodded a little. "Yeah..you don't have to worry about that. We'll never ever have to deal with them once I'm eighteen." she said softly.
The girls parents hardly cared for their children, choosing to ignore and often belittle their youngest. Chelsea was just so..different from other children. And they hated that. So she was picked on the most. Her older sister was the only person who ever made it better. Chelsea nodded a little, turning and watching the snowfall in Gotham city and sighing as she grew tired.
Amber smiled, putting on Jingle Bells as she drove. Out of nowhere then, a cop car spun out of control, sirens flashing and blaring. Chelsea's eyes widened and she screamed. "AMBER!" she cried as the car careened toward them and Amber gasped, desperately swerved to try and get out of the way to no avail. Screams of abject horror filled Gotham's night sky as the cop car slammed into Amber's side.
Blood splattered as Amber's head flew through the windshield as the car was flung of the road, Chelsea screaming and crying in terror. Her head hurt violently as she tumbled out after freeing herself from the seatbelt. Her head had a large gash on it, bleeding heavily. She was delirious, stumbling as she watched the car burn. "AMBER!" she yelled, tears pouring from her face as she fell to the snow covered ground. S
he gasped, hiccuping as she finally let out a earth shattering scream as she realized her worst nightmare had been realized. Her sister and best friend was gone..she passed out as the Ambulance arrived, rushing her to the hospital. They stitched her head up and put her in recovery after they were sure she'd live. A month later Chelsea attended Amber's funeral with her parents, looking distant and emotionless but inside, she was changing. She had no idea this would be the beginning of many trials..all to make her into something far stronger than anyone could imagine..when one hero's story ends..another one begins. This is that hero's story..
