Torch
Split personality disorder sucks. Being homeless sucks. I'm a homeless metahuman with split personality disorder and a penchant for saving people on accident which just takes it too far. But that's the life of Torch, welcome to my life. My split personality disorder keeps me from remembering my real name and causes memory blackouts so I kept waking up in alleyways. When I wake up near the passed out I really hope my other personality is on the right side of the law and not some criminal or supervillain who just tried to kill those people but they're both likely since I can't remember what happened ten seconds before I wake up.
As close as I can figure I'm under the age of 18, so a homeless kid at best and maybe a street rat, y'know those who steal to survive. Which makes my patron super type Pied Piper because he helps my people and doesn't try to put us in the system, even with my amazing powers and split personality I don't think I could handle the baggage of being a metahuman trying to do good from an orphanage or whatever happens to orphan metas. I think I'm over ten years old, just because I'm too tall to be in elementary school. Here's the kicker (I don't care that's a dated phrase, I have an amnesia problem): I don't show up on facial recognition, even Batman can't figure out who my other personality is.
Okay, enough babbling, or writing without reason, whatever. I'm writing this as a memory exercise because it's apparently dangerous for a Martian to enter my mind while my powers are active so I can't just ask Manhunter to dig up my memories, I even have mental blocks to protect against telepathy and no one can explain it. I mean seriously if I didn't have split personality disorder I'm pretty sure every superhero I know would try pulling a Batman. They'd pull a Batman so much even Batman would consider their methods a bit extreme but I retained control of myself long enough after meeting a member that I was evaluated by a psychologist the Justice League trusted (no I can't endanger them by identifying them). So I officially have a split personality, think of it as a form of multiple personality disorder and not me lying about my dual identity (I used to call it dual identity disorder as is) or me being like Two-Face because the last one is offensive on multiple levels. I'm clinically diagnosed and seeking treatment not someone with a fragile psyche broken by acid damaging the façade they built to protect said psyche, try to be sensitive.
Getting back to the point, assuming I have one, I'm writing an autobiography for two reasons. First as I said it's a memory exercise, second merchandising. I write an autobiography and the publishers will be jumping at the bit to distribute it. I can save that money, a Justice League friend is gonna make me a bank account so I can cash in on merchandising and buy a clean shirt. I'm kidding, kinda. I'm a homeless metahuman with split personality disorder and a penchant for saving people on accident. Just give me a break if I'm not the greatest at financing when I don't know what my real name is.
On a side note, as if I need any more with this introductory chapter. I'm actually writing this with Black Canary's help at the moment. The women in the Justice League may very well be all psychologists with how they keep us hot headed men in line. Of course if you're American and you don't know Wonder Woman is Princess Diana of Themyscira with how much she announces it in battle and before the press, why are you bothering with a teen superhero's autobiography?
Now let's start with my first memories before Canary leaves and I feel the need to introduce my next writing partner.