That morning in Scarlet City…<br/><br/>The sun streaked across Kira’s face as she woke up. Wincing at the golden light she turned over with a tired groan and drifted off again. “Time to rise and shine! Get up and at it Kira!” her brother called, his voice flooding her room and waking her again. She buried a string of profanities in her pillow and forced herself out of bed and into the shower on unsteady legs.<br/>She was slightly more alert by the time her brother had made a bowl of porridge for her. He sliced some strawberries into them before handing it to her with a smile that Kira thought nobody should be able to produce this early in the morning. “Enjoy.” He said as he straightened his tie and got his bag for work. “I left a list of chores on the kitchen table for you to do after school, I should be back around seven. Have a good day!”<br/>Kira ate the porridge after he left and put her unfinished homework in her bag and swung it over her shoulder. She shivered as she stepped outside, the suburban street was still in the shade and her school uniform's skirt didn’t help. She put in her earphones and started walking towards her high-school, taking her usual route which limited the chances of human interaction with her fellow students.<br/>Twenty minutes later she was almost at school but stopped by a nearby shop to pick up a sandwich and some water for lunch. She got in and out of the shop as fast as possible. Kira started walking the last five minutes or so towards school. There still weren’t many other students around, her route was well thought out.<br/>“Well I suppose you’ll have to do.” A deep, raspy voice announced, making Kira jump and flick out her earphones. Kira spun around just as someone emerged from an alley, pulling a balaclava over their face in one smooth motion. “I hate to tell you this kid, but this really isn’t your lucky day.” He said, coming out into the sun. He was massive, built like a bodybuilder and wearing some kind of armoured vest over a set of black utilities. Kira started stepping back, fear making her tremble. She could feel her power waking up inside her on it's own, a subtle heat at first, then an inferno as the man stepped closer. Her chest began to glow because of it, radiating through her white school shirt. “Well, well looks like you’re powered huh? Some people pay extra for that.” He pulled a gun from his belt and aimed at Kira. She tried to engage a blast but something slammed into her thigh, then a steady sleepiness poured into her. The world spun, her vision blurred and just as she realised just how truly inadequate she was with her powers, she lost consciousness.