Hmm tell you about myself you say?

*scratches head and looks at her watch*

Not sure where to begin.

*Sits down on a worn leather seat in her modest apartment*

My history isn't as glamourous as some of the other Amazones I'm afraid. I guess you can say it started a few years ago..yes a few years ago. I wasn't your typical fun loving girl, not at all..you see I never had parents, at least I never care to talk about them. My father was rather

abusive, an alcoholic and my mother was a gambling junkie.

*squints her eyes in brutal remembrance*

You see, I had, even at that time though I couldn't explain it, low level psychic abilities

*laughs to herself*

definitely nothing like the Brain Baron you hear so much about, that egg head. I could sense emotions and to an extent, the intentions of others, I started absorbing these emotions in large quantities when I was about 12, it left me rather unstable, edgy and unpredictable. My father..I could feel his rage and his intent to hurt me everytime he got into a drunken stupor and assaulted me, I even absorbed the disgusting feeling of greed from my mother's gambling problems.

*Pours a drink and starts to take small sips*

I know what you're wondering, what does this have to do with her origin? well I'm getting to that.

You see...

*lowers her voice to a whisper*

I was pretty much a loner then, didn't know how to control the emotions in my body, it was hard to focus, and I got in trouble constantly in school, which led to more abuse at home.

Really there was one girl who in particular guided me to some form of sanity. Her name was Jenna, and she was a mutant, but no one knew that except me and her, even at her young age she had a level of control that was

rather amazing.

*whips her fiery red hair to the side*

oh my fault, I forgot to tell you what her gift was. It's hard to explain really, I guess you could call her a psychic as well, but much more advanced than my puny underdeveloped ability. She would delve into my mind and calm the sea of intense emotions that plagued me, it was the only time I felt calm, relaxed and at peace, however the effect never lasted for more than a few hours, and the ordeal would leave her so drained that she couldn't attempt it again for some days. As time went on we helped each other out in our formative years, all the way to highschool when we eventually fell in love.

*snickers to herself in a harsh tone*

 you had better believe this didn't sit too well

with my father. He came home one night, drunk as usual and caught us kissing

in my room, I remember trying to hold her close to protect her from my

father's assault but it was in vain, he landed a blow that rendered me

unconscious.

  When I came to, my eyes adjusted to the haze, I felt groggy and

disoriented, but I quickly snapped to my senses when I saw the room was

covered in blood, the walls, the floors, everything... *breathes in deeply

before she continues* I almost screamed out at the sight, but I was more

concerned for Jenna. I found her lying in the hallway next to my father's

corpse..it wasn't a pretty scene..I saw halos of energy radiating from her

hands like thick smoke. It didn't take a genius to piece together what

happened, in an act of desperation she focused all of her energies in a

direct attack against our assailent.I picked her up and held her close to

me, and time seemed to stand still..until the moment was broken when I

noticed a black town car parked across the street through the window. Two

men sat in the front seat, clad in black suits, they nodded to each other

and sped off. It didn't take long for the police to arrive, who found us

lying next to the corpse as if we were both paralyzed. We were questioned of

course, taken to the hospital, it was plain to see that we were both

battered and it was an act of self defense.

  That didn't help out Jenna too much, she was traumatized from the incident

and didn't say much after these events took place. That's when these strange

men came back, in their black suits and shades. I saw them carting her away

from her house one day, they kept telling her parents they were "there to

help" and speaking of parents, I had not seen my mother at all since before

the accident took place, which was rather curious. Something was rotten, I

could feel it, but I couldn't do much about it, seeing as how they came back

for me the very next day, only problem is that I hadn't any parents to

protest it, I went freely because it would give me a chance to see my love

again.

  They identified themselves as employees of Crey industries, and they said

that they would have a better life in store for me, at that time the idea

didn't seem so bad. Over the course of a few years, I was trained along side

Jenna, we were together through the entire ordeal, the battery of tests, and

drugs, and mental acuity exams were strange indeed, but whatever we both

asked for, it was given to us, so we didn't complain, it was the perfect

life..until. *closes her eyes tightly* it was time to pay our dues. The

genetic enhancements I received were astounding, it allowed me to do things

not even humanly possible, jumping, running, lifting, I did all of it with

the ease of one of paragon cities finest heroines. Jenna became even more

powerful than I..by our 20s when it was time to pay for our luxuries, she

had changed... she became colder, more sadistic, distant from me, and she

had even picked up a new handle, caled herself Baroness Psychera. She rose

to the higher ranks of Crey industries because of her outstanding mental

abilities, whereas I had a different fate.

*laughs aloud to herself and refreshes her drink* By now I KNOW you are

wondering about how I ended up where I am today. This is how it went down, I

was given a costume, very non descript, I wore it along with a group of

about 5 other people, we were briefed in this dark room, a military cargo

ship carrying a rare mutagenic toxin was heading through the outskirts of

Paragon, our job, stop the vehicle and take the toxin from the cargo hold.

We were all told that this was a civic duty, as the military would only

abuse the toxin to their own ends, amazing how naive a person can be. Like

panthers we zipped through the night, leaping from rooftop to rooftop like a

deadly ballet dance until we came to the bridge that the cargo vessel would

soon come under. Our leader silently motioned to use to leap down. I was

nervous as hell, there were armored soldiers standing on deck.I was the last

to leap. As I leapt, I could see the ferocity of my squad even in mid air,

they tore through the guards on the deck with such speed that it was almost

dreamlike, limbs were cut, throats slashed, it was a mess that seemed too

familiar. By the time I landed and got my footing, the deck was cleared, and

I was more or less just a spectator.

  I stepped around silently, over the bodies, and the pools of blood, it had

dawned on me that this wasn't a "civic duty" before I could protest the

operation over my comm, Baroness Psychera swooped down from the sky in an

illuminated psychic bubble. She stared coldly at me..and I could see a tear

seep down from under her blackened mask. "I am sorry Mya..for all of this"

she said to me in a way and I new to expect the worse, with a powerful blast

she knocked me backwards, and I hit a nearby bulkhead and and fell into a

stupor, I could just barely make out the Baron... Jenna, engulf the team in

a balloon like energy field and fly away. When I regained consciousness I

was there on the deck still, only this time surrounded by MPs with rifles

pointed at my head. *grimaces and shakes her head* I was set up to be the

fall person..Jenna had set me up.

  The trial was swift, I didn't even have a chance, Paragon cried for blood

at the horrific act committed. They sentenced me to die, the decision took

less than a few days to make. It was a setup, they were all in on it, I was

never even questioned about who i worked for or why I was on the ship in the

first place. They carted me off like an animal. It really didn't take me

long to break out. I knew that I was on my own, the city cried for my

destruction, and I retaliated the best way I knew how, I used my abilities

to rain terror down on Paragon, I stole explosives, blew up buildings, you

name it, I had done it. I became public enemy number 1, and every super hero

who could fit into a pair of spandex was after me. I admit *chuckles

lightly* it was fun, the thrill of the chase, the crime it gave me a thrill,

I had been thought guilty for so long that I became the very thing I had

declared I wasn't. I eventually turned my rage against Crey

industries..against Jenna who set me up. I tried to break into one of their

offices that to my knowledge held documents of their illegal genetic

research. but I got no further than the outer walls when I was confronted by

Jenna, the Baroness. She didn't speak a word even as I implored her as to

why she had done this to me. She outstretched her hand and it felt like a

weight was on my legs, and impossible burden that held them down preventing

my movement.

  I struggled vainly to get free, as she approached me and kissed me on my

lips, it was like poison to me at that time that I nearly wanted to retch,

but as she was about to fly away she said "Forgive me Mya...but I still have

a family to worry about" it didn't justify what she was doing to me, but I

at least understood her plight. The familiar scene of police officers and

security task forces arrested me and took me away, yet again. Only this time

they had not underestimated my powers and I was locked away in a maximum

security prison specially designed for super villains.*Sits up in her chair

and folds her hands behind her head* This is where it gets interesting.

I pined away in that prison for a while, seemed like a couple of years,

awaiting execution. The day came but oddly enough I wasn't afraid, I was

ready to face it and I wouldn't give the public the pleasure of watching me

squirm, cry and plead in my last moments of life. As the guards came into my

room, I noticed something odd about them..didn't get too much of a chance to

explore that oddity as they pulled a device from their side pockets and

aimed it at me and it was sleepy time. I awoke on a lab table, cold was the

feeling to describe it. *giggles a bit* and naked as the day I was born. I

saw a couple of men enter, with various devices and equipment, I knew what

they were, cybernetic pieces of various kinds. I recall making fun of the

little tight suits they had to wear, odd that I would do that in my

position. They basically sliced me up..I could see them doing it all, the

pain was more than my mind could bear, and yet I couldn't let out a single

whisper of discomfort.

They replaced or enhanced my limbs with devices of various kinds, metallic

sinews replaced organic ones, vital organs removed and replaced with more

efficient regulators. The icing on the proverbial cake was the nanobot

infusion process, these tiny machines that could do all sorts of things,

alter skin density, repair injuries, relay information, all very classified

stuff that to the knowledge of the general public doesn't even exist. They

loaded them into my bloodstream and for a brief moment I could feel them,

millions of them, swarming inside my body, even my sight and hearing altered

in a way which frightened me to a degree, regular colors, and objects that

we are so used to seeing everyday, coated in information. structural

reports,even the materials they are comprised of. *Rubs her eyes* in other

words, built in scanners. It all felt so strange and yet familiar, the

nanobots merged with my higher synaptic functions that allowed me to know

what powers I had and how to access them. I felt power in a way I had never

felt before...which made me ask the question "why not use them?" I tried to

escape..it was rather humorous, I sliced through walls with powerful kinetic

blasts which magically formed at the edge of my finger tips, I even had a

layout of the compound, compiled and relayed to me thanks to the nanobots. I

managed to get out alright, only to walk right into this strange man, a

masked man with rather non descript features, the same man I had noticed

staring at me during my operation. He identified himself as a member of the

group called Ragnarok, a security division of Valhalla, a secret

organization who's true motives are unknown even to me. I couldn't fight my

way out of the compound, he held a device that rendered my enhancements

useless..and believe me, I had tried to get away.

  I was shown various security stations that monitored my vital signs and

recorded the information my nanobots took in, they could see everything I

did, and it's how they make sure that I keep Paragon's interests in mind.

From that day on I served the group, I don't like it, but that's the way it

goes. It brings me here today with you, the Amazones, if I could be allowed,

I would like to be a part of the struggle, I may as well get used to it eh?

*phases her body into a black miniskirt and white sweater ensemble* one of

the few perks of having these abilities, time to go out for a night on the

town, see ya.