Where am I supposed to start? I don't know. Anyway, I was born in Manhattan. My parents worked a load of jobs--not because we needed the money exactly, but because they were workaholics--so it was pretty much just me and my twin brother, Kyle. We spent most of the time helping out at my uncle's restaurant, cleaning up and taking orders. Not many people would show up there, but atleast we got to use the time to bond a little bit. Uncle Vic was sorta the joker; (laughs) we had a lot of fun with him. When we weren't at the restaurant, we took to the streets to skateboard, or just chill out and smoke pot. Me and Kyle didn't worry too much about school; we already had plans for the future, y'know? I wanted to be a photographer, and he was going to be some rich and famous DJ. We had it all figured out.
After another slow and quiet day at the restaurant, me and Kyle said goodbye to Uncle Vic and grabbed our boards, making sure to take some sandwiches to eat for dinner later on. He always fed us for our hard work, y'know? Said he didn't want to see us go hungry or something. He knew Mom and Dad were never around.
Anyway, we left, playing and teasing and just having fun like we always do. We skated down the road, me on one side and him on the other, and a bunch of cars between us. Kyle winked at me and sped up his pace, which was how I knew that he wanted to race me. I knew that he usually sucked at skateboarding, so I was all confident and stuff. I was going pretty fast, and I can remember everything just being a blur; my mind was completely in the moment. Then I had looked up at the traffic lights ahead, noticing that they had turned red. This was the only thing I saw, before I heard some screeches and a yell. I blacked out after that.
I guess I'm on okay
person. I don't think there's real much that stands out about me. I'm kinda shy around cute guys, I like to take snapshots of pretty scenes and things... My mother used to call me the 'witch', and Kyle was her 'angel', so I'm guessing that I'm the eviler one out of us. I can have a temper sometimes, but you don't have to worry about that as long as you don't piss me off. I consider myself real easy to get along with, though. I am competitive; that of which I will admit to. I've kicked the faces in of a few girls who tried to get in between me and a boy I've liked in the past, or tried to make fun of me for my appearance and such. I know I'm not the prettiest, and I know that I'm not the smartest, and sometimes I just don't feel like I'm good enough. Then there are times where my ego can be extremely inflated, haha.
Third Person Elements:
CAUSE OF DEATH:
As you've probably already expected, Ava accidentally rolled out onto the street right as the lights changed, and was hit by a car. The accident was pretty bad, seeming that another car got caught in the middle of it from the opposite direction. Everyone involved in the accident was either greatly injured or killed.
Let's Ava use a whip of fire starting from her fingertips to attack opponents. Image is of three red waves.
Ava's mouth opens wide to an inhumane amount, and a loud noise is released. At the most, this can cause dizziness and leave opponents confused. The picture is of an ear.
Name says it all. This allows Ava to move at a high speed. Image is of a pair of tennis shoes.
Allow's levitation. Image is of a winged being.
Ava flips over onto her hands and spins, legs moving at a dangerously quick rate, almost turning them into human swords of some sort. This an cause anyone nearby to nearly be chopped in half. The image is of a windmill.
Ava's skin turns rough and thick, and thorns appear all over her. The image is of a rose.
Lost In The Echo - Linkin Park