Naomi Williams a.k.a. Black Cheshire
Naomi woke in the middle of the night to strange feeling, and looked around her room. She couldn't see anyone, and decided it must have just been a weird dream. She lay back down and fell asleep for the last few hours of darkness.
When Naomi woke again, she sat up in bed and lifted her sleep shirt, examining the bandages on her side. The stitched were some strange medical thing the nurse had explained, but Naomi didn't remember a lot of it. She just knew they would heal better than normal wounds and she would only have a scar left in like three days. It was already less painful in that area, and only the dark purple bruise remained. It still hurt to touch, as she found out when she poked her side, but apparently superheroes got great medical treatment.
Satisfied with her self examination, Naomi stood up slowly and headed to her en suite for a shower. After that, she felt more alive and got dressed in simple dark blue jeans and a plain black t-shit. She then headed out for the kitchen, and made herself some toast. She sat on a bar stool at the kitchen island to eat her breakfast in silence.
