Anger Issues
"Yes. She did not tell you? I am her real father." Looking at all the shocked looks on the Titans face, he smirked. "I see she did not. So she must have told some far fetched story." I wanted to disappear, and get away, but I knew I was the only one who could break free of the powder. So pictured myself running fast, faster, even faster, and I started to move. I knew combat wouldn't help, so I pulled off my necklace. The dagger charm grew, and grew, and grew. Until it was the size of a sword. I sliced through his cane, then turned invisible again.
"NO!" my father cried. "That's impossible! Nobody can break through the paralysis powder!"
"Well I'm not nobody!" I yelled at him. 14 years of captivity and hate were coming out. "Even though you treated me like I was! I knew every single day, that someday I would beat you, and be free of the life you forced upon me! That someday, I would be my own person! Today is that day!" That said (more like shouted…) I charged at him, and made 3 cuts. Two behind his knees, to make it hard for him to walk, and one on his weapon arm, right at the elbow joint. He couldn't stop me from freeing my friends.
I took the de-paralysis powder off my belt, and threw it on the Titans, canceling the effects of the paralysis powder. The Titans were free, and Mad Mod was going to jail. I was free too, in a sense. I had told Mad Mod how I felt, and now I thought of him not as my father, but as the criminal he is.