[u]Old characters I would be willing to reboot with a different story~[/u]
[hider=Lena Hemsworth][center][b]Appearance:[/b]
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[b]Name:[/b]
Lena Hemsworth
[b]Age:[/b] 
18
[b]Gender:[/b]
Female 
[b]Power(s): [/b]
Pyrokinesis and Burning Touch 
[b]Equipment: [/b]
Lighter, Gloves, Tic Tacs, A necklace with a small vial that has some sort of liquid. All of this is held in sort of a utility belt. 
[b]Personality:[/b]
Lena is a sort of quiet. She likes to keep a neutral feel to her. No to sad, but not to happy. Just a flat line. Lena has many fears most of them surrounding herself. Is she really a demon or the devil? Will she ever find someone who she could stay with forever? Would letting the fire go be a good thing? Lena enjoys dancing mostly slow songs, but when she is alone and she knows no one can see her she will dance to songs that really make her feel. This is only because when she dances to songs like this fire will come, and it is beautiful. Lena is a very kind person. She has always taught herself to never get mad at someone, never over react. Lena is reclusive. She yearns to be the sort of person who could do whatever they wanted and be friends with everyone, but she know that she can't be. She doesn't want to hurt anyone. Hurting people is Lena's greatest fear. The only time this fear is surpassed is when she decides a person deserves to be burned, or she is so scared she cannot help herself. 
[b]History:[/b]
When Lean was born her powers manifested rather quickly. It started with her burning touch. When she was only three her mother constantly worried that she had a fever cause her body was always hot. Every time she was taken to the doctor Lena's mother was informed that Lena was perfectly fine. At the age of four it started to become a serious problem. Lena slept in her parents bed one night because of a bad nightmare. When Lena woke up her parents had very bad burns on their arms and anywhere they had touched Lena. They realized that their daughter was not quite normal. They became very protective. They knew if anyone found out that they would take Lena away. So too reduce some risk Lena was home schooled. 

When she reached the age of 11 Lena started wanting to play with other kids. She knew why she couldn't but she wanted to. She was tired of being cooped up in her room or in the back yard where the fence rose like a mountain above her. After much coaching Lena's parents finally let her go to public school. Lena was so excited for her first day, but her parents were worried sick. It was the perfect day. Lena even made two friends. This of course being more then she had ever had. Around this time a new hurtle reared its ugly neck. And the hurtle had a name. A name called fire. Lena was alone in her room dancing to a song she particularly liked when with a flick of her hand fire erupted. It was there and gone in a flash, so fast that Lena didn't even notice. Again she twirled her hand and a flame followed her. This time she saw. She hopped it was only a trick, but the more she waved, flailed, and flicked the more fire came. Lena found herself wondering how she was going to get this to stop. After three hours of not moving at all and lying on the cold floor of her bed room listening to whatever happened to come on Lena moved. Thankfully no fire came. She flicked, flailed and twisted, but nothing. Lena hoped it stayed this way, but that was not her fate. 

A bully named Hannah had her eyes on Lena. After a fight with words Hannah told Lena that she better watch out because after school she was going to kick her ass. Hannah found Lena jus the two of them. Hannah yelled threatening words, but made no move. Until Lena's cockiness rose to a higher level then it had been in a long time. Lena jeered Hannah tired of making herself small. Hannah came to hit Lena, and before she could Lena grabbed her arm fire erupted burning Hannah. Hannah screamed that she was the devil or a freak or that she must be a demon. Lena had to think of something quickly. So she pulled from her pocket a lighter, and yelled back at her that she was the one who was crazy. 

Hannah thankfully never spoke of it, but that night Lena was so scared she didn't even return home. She ran into woods off the high way. She couldn't stop the fire. It kept coming and coming. Maybe it was her rage or maybe it was just her weakness. Lena accidentally caught a bush on fire, and then a tree. It spread around her and in fear Lena made more fire then she ever had before while running from the bright light. When she could run no longer Lena fell to her hands and knees. She looked up at the sky which was now covered and smoke, and thought to herself that this was were she would die. Too her surprise as the flames burned away around her she felt no pain. In fact she felt happier then she had in a long time. The warmth surrounded her and she danced in the flames. Shooting out more fire. She laughed and jumped from burning tree to burning tree. When she finally realized that she might have caught the entire forest on fire or worse Lena ran. her clothes thankfully were only slightly burned. Not in the best shape, but not entirely burned off. They covered what needed to be covered. Lena got home, and other then parents worried sick and a long grounding Lena had the best night of her life. 
[b]Other:[/b]
Theme song (if your interested)
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[hider=Myrtle Spade][center][IMG] http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uU44Xie88e0/UPgHUi13J2I/AAAAAAAACoo/QEMobRuNeUU/s1600/angels-water-wings-wall-long-hair-feathers-green-eyes-anime-white-hair-anime-girls-HD-Wallpapers.jpg[/IMG]
[b]Name:[/b]
Mrytle Spade 
[b]Age:[/b]
15
[b]Gender:[/b]
Female
[b]Personality: [/b]
Mrytle often finds herself in her own world. She stares off into the distance, and creates scenarios of what she really is. Mrytle likes to believe that she was born into the wrong species. Something about being human just seems to small. At least thats how she would explain it. In reality her longing for a different species is really just her longing for an explanation for why she feels like she's doing everything wrong. Even when she is being praised for a job well done the words don't seem right to her. In her heart something tells her that she is wrong. Mrytle is very friendly even still. People often gravitate towards her. Mrytle loves this and cannot get enough friends. A good reason why this might be is because myrtle doesn't judge people. She accepts any and all. it doesn't matter how they dress act or talk she doesn't mind. 
[b]Type of Dragon: [/b]
(Not actual size. Much smaller xD)
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[b]Bio:[/b]
Mrytle was born into a very rich family as an only child. Growing up her parents indulged anything Mrytle wanted to pursue. This made her a bit of a Jack of all trades. At home Mrytle used to feel completely happy, but when she left for school that changed. The other kids didn't like the way Mrytle dyed her hair. They didn't like her name. They thought the costumes she dressed up in everyday were silly. Mrtyle didn't know what to do the bullying was relentless. Thankfully in middle school she met a small group of people who didn't quite get her, but thought she was the greatest. They said that her ability to be who she is was inspirational. Mrytle bloomed into the social butterfly that she is today during those years.

 Though there were still very bad days. One of the worst was May 13. Mrytle had come home tears streaming down her face. Little paper planes were stuck in her hair and splashes of red stained her nice dress. myrtle didn't reach her own door. She threw down her back pack and ran into the woods. She climbed the highest cliff she could find, and stood at the very top. After losing all her energy from climbing and crying Mrytle fell asleep atop that cliff. When she opened her eyes before her was a beautiful iridescent dragon. She had known that there were some in the world, but never had she thought she would meet one.

 It spoke to her in the voice of a wise old cosmic being. "Why do you cry so" She asked. Mrytle was star struck and only uttered "they…th…they tease me". Mrytle wiped away a few tears and her long white hair dripped into her face. The dragon with her large talons carefully moved it away from Mrytle's eyes before setting down her foot, and saying "Shh little one, you do not look so weak to me, no, I know why you cry, You are lost aren't you, Lost in here". The dragon pointed to Mrytles head. Mrytle nodded more tears falling from her crystal eyes. "No, no darling, No more tears, Its okay to be lost, Would you like to know something" The dragon questioned. Mrytle nodded her head looking up to the beautiful old one. " I am lost too". Mrytle's eyes widened "your lost too" She asked bewildered "but your so old". The dragon let out a great laugh "yes, that is true, but sometimes it takes a very long time to find what you are searching for". Mrytle smiled a bit. The dragon's last question was the one Mrytle had been hoping to hear "Would you like to search with me?" .

From then on Mrytle was searching. Searching for who she was. Searching how to be happy, and searching how to become one with the comos. She doesn't get teased like she did before, but the scars of it stay with her. Mrytle later learned that her dragons name was Andromeda, and that she was a type of dragon that had been long lost. What Andromeda was in fact searching for was her family. She is sure that there are more of her kind out there. She just has to find them. [/center][/hider]