A/N: okay so this is just a silly story I thought of randomly. I love sweet and kind Hinata with kick butt powers so I said why not. I'll try to update every couple days or so, but sometimes life happens so no promises. This is inspired by Dr. Strange and the Justice League and some other stuff that I can't remember right now. Sorry its 2 in the morning. Anyway hope you enjoy.

Warning: unbetad ,prologue

Depending on how you looked at it, Hinata was either the luckiest or unluckiest baby to be born

Nothing would ever happen to her per say, but misfortune would happen to those around her. It was as of the gods of fate and fortune had taken a huge dump at the time of her creation and then laughed when those around her smelled the aftermath.

The day she was born a huge storm ripped through the area knocking out the electricity of half the town and on the drive home an accident caused a jam that left them in traffic for two hours. Her mother, a highly superstitious women, had named her Hinata to combat the bad luck that seemed to plague her child, but her father, a rational and scientific man, would roll his eyes and sneer as his wife mumble enchantments over their child as she slept. But even he couldn't deny the misfortune that fell upon them since the day of his daughters birth.

Hinata herself was a model infant. She never cried, always smiled ,and would laugh sweetly whenever their stove randomly caught on fire or a tree would crush a neighbor's car. Her mother would take Hinata to her relatives that dabbled in the art of spells and spirits in hopes they would know what to do. But they were just as befuddled as she was. Wait for Hoshi to come back, they told her, your mother will know what to do.

"She's a devilish little imp isn't she" her grandmother had affectionately called her, when Hinata had finally been able to visit. Her grandmother was a "witch" ( the politically correct term) but she preferred the term shaman. Her house was a mess of grimoires and runes and ingredients to make potions. It was bohemian style, with dark earthly tones and beaded doorways, but it was also inspired by the gypsy and African cultures she had immersed herself in as a youth. Hiashi didn't believe in what her side of the family did, only tolerated it because of his love for his wife. So it was just Hinata, just shy of six months old,and her very worried mother siting on the couch on a sunny Wednesday afternoon.

"I don't know what to do mother. I've tried everything. Ever since she was born bad things have been happening all around us. I didn't think much of it until we got into two car accidents and each time everyone had injuries, but Hinata. At first I thought she was lucky,blessed in fact, but now I think its something more sinister." Hinata's grandmother nodded thoughtfully and then grabbed Hinata from her mother and tickled her toes until she started laughing. Her grandmother then hovered her hand over Hinata and muttered a string of unfamiliar words. Hinata stopped laughing and her mother held her breathe in anticipation.

"Well this is exciting. She'll be very powerful magic user. This bad luck is only a manifestation of her power. If she comes to live with me I'll be able to teach her to control it." Her mother bit her lip as Hinata was placed back into her hands."I don't know mom. she's a little young isn't she? I mean Akame didn't start until she was much older." Hoshi sat up from her chair and went to a desk in the corner of the living room. She removed a necklace from a box and then came back around to her daughter and granddaughter. "Well until you decide, make her wear this. It will lessen her power but unfortunately it wont completely suppress it."

It was a talisman, carved from bamboo and blessed by great shaman in the name of the goddess. Hinata's mother marveled at the elaborately carved turtle, a symbol for good luck. "Thank you mom. I'm sorry we had to meet like this especially since you just came back."Hioshi laughed. "It's what I get for missing my first grandchild's birth and besides it's always nice to have another young one in-tuned with the other realm."

Later that day Hoshi's cat would get hit by car and her cake would burn in the oven.

The talisman effectively did it's job. The misfortune was still there but at least they could walk down a street without worrying that a car would veer off the road and run into a building. However, as Hinata grew older bad luck became the least of their worries.

It started when Hinata was four. She had always been a shy child, not prone to interacting with others and chose to spend most of her time coloring in the quiet of her room. So when Hinata had come in to the house telling them that she had meet a friend outside, her parents were quick to run to the door and see this aforementioned person.

But there was no one there.

At first they believed Hinata had chosen the path of many introverted children and created an imaginary friend, but after a couple of: 'there's a man in my mom. He looks scared' and 'a girl in the kitchen is asking me where her brother is but I don't know where he is', for them to visit Hoshi once again, sans Hiashi.

"These are more manifestations of her power. I am telling you she needs to be here with me."

" I know mom but Hiashi would never allow it. He thinks our daughter needs medication, needs to go to a...a hospital for the insane." She was crying and Hinata sensing her mothers emotions began to wail. Hoshi tried to soothe them both.

"She needs my help sweetie. She needs to learn."

They left that day with another talisman. This one a bracelet with a skull.

Hinata wouldn't see another spirit until she was fifteen and Hoshi was teaching her how to summon.

When Hinata was five her mother gave birth to Hanabi.

"She's ugly. I don't like her."

Hinata stared disdainfully down at the wrinkled, grey creature that her mother claimed was her sister. She was swathed in a pink blanket and had a little pink night cap sitting snugly on her hairless head.

Hinata's mother laughed, but Hinata's father leveled a glare at her.

"That is not a kind thing to say Hinata, apologize."

Hinata wrinkled up her nose and shook her head.

"No! I don't like her."

Her mother sighed dejectedly ad Hiashi dragged Hinata out of the hospital room to punish her.

Hanabi started to cry and her mother cooed her back to sleep

Three months later Hinata's mother died.

Hanabi cried relentlessly, but Hinata had yet to shed a tear.

At the funeral, Hoshi and her relatives light scented candles and hummed spirituals,while Hiashi's relatives sneered at them and placed roses on the casket. They all walked by Hiashi and his children, giving their condolences and trying to calm the restless Hanabi. Some shared their concerns over Hinata's calm demeanor, while others accepted it as her way of mourning. When the service was over and they had moved to the house, for dinner and reminiscing, Hiashi pulled Hinata to the side and gave her a rare hug.

"Are you okay, Hinata?"

Hinata smiled and detangled herself from the embrace.

"Yes. I know mommy is in a good place now, but I wish Hanabi had gone instead."

Her father gave her an alarming look and a tinge of anger slipped into his voice.

" What are you talking about." He hissed.

" Well the goddess told mommy that she had a choice. Either she would live or Hanabi would live, but they absolutely couldn't live together. So mommy chose to die, so Hanabi could live. I said no, but mommy wouldn't listen, she said that Hanabi had a...

Hinata felt the slap before she saw his hand move. Tears welled up in her eyes and Hinata brought her hand up to touch her stinging cheek.

"You stupid child. You dare shame me by making up this foolishness about your mother. I only put up with you because your mother begged me to, but now... get out. Get out! I don't ever want to see your face again."

Hiashi quickly left the room and Hinata fell to the floor,weeping. She did not cry over her mother's death because it was a noble and necessary sacrifice, but she wept now. In the span of the day she had lost her dad, her sister,and her home. She felt empty,sick. She no longer had the warm,comforting touch of her mother to soothe her. She was truly alone.

" You're not alone Hinata."

She looked up at the figure standing in the doorway. It was her grandmother Hoshi. Hinata new that she had visited her many times as a child, but she had no recollection of the visits. The only impressions of her grandmother were from her mom, who praised her as if she were a saint, and her father, who hissed her name every time she came up in a conversation. So suffice to say, Hinata had a mixed interpretation of her grandmother.

"Did you just read my mind?" Hinata asked, sniffling.

" No, but I felt and saw your aura."

"Aura?"

Hoshi moved across the room and sat down next to Hinata, with her legs crossed and her arms in her lap.

"An aura is a physical manifestation of a persons spiritual and emotional state. You are sad and lonely and your aura reflected that."

Hinata smiled brightly, all trace of sadness leaving her face.

" I want to see my aura. How do I see my aura grandma?"

Hoshi laughed at Hinata's eagerness. It seemed she would make an excellent student, one filled with a passion and desire to succeed.

"Well you are never able to see your own aura, but with practice and the right training, you will become a master at seeing and interpreting others."

Hoshi stood up and helped Hinata up as well. She placed a kiss on her forehead, before grabbing Hinata by the shoulders and staring deeply into her eyes.

" Hinata you are no ordinary child. You have been blessed by the goddess with the gift of sorcery and it is my duty to ensure you learn how to control your powers. You are special Hinata."

Hinata felt confusion and doubt wash over her. What was her grandmother talking about? Magic only existed in fiction, in the fairy tales where jealous witches stole princesses or in the books where they were burned at the stake.

"Magic isn't real and if it was I don't want to be an ugly,old lady"

"No, you have it wrong Hinata, sorcery has existed since the dawn of time and you won't have to be an ugly,old hag to practice it. I will take care of you, protect you. Show you how to harness the power that resides within you to do good for the world. You will be strong enough to destroy worlds, but will have the heart to save lives. Don't you want to be powerful Hinata? Have control over your own life, your own fate?"

Hinata didn't know what overcame her, but she felt excitement bubble inside her. Her father had disowned her and here her grandmother was willing to love and take care of her. If magic really was real, then she could use it to help people. Sick people, injured people, hungry people. She would be powerful enough to help all of them. Hinata felt a gentle, yet firm feeling of determination wash over her. She would do it, she would save the world.

"Yes."

A/N: Okay whew finished.

Thanks for reading. If you liked it please review!

Oh and Merry Christmas for anyone who celebrates.