Bella could only stare in faint confusion and shock at the small, partially opened, box that sat upon her dresser, her standing one the other side of her very large room. What she thought was just another present from her parents turned out to be a living, breathing, autonomous...toy called a Kwami. Of course the second she tried to originally open the box, this 'Kwami' had another plan, and waited for the box to be opened just a crack before busting through and screaming at the top of its lungs about partners, friendship, magic, and so on. Luckily, with no one in the house, Bella had free liberty to scream at the top her lungs, resulting in scaring the Kwami and sending it back to the box it came from. And this is where we are now, Bella rooted to the floor in one spot and the Kwami in the box, peeking curiously at the blue haired girl. They remained like this for quite a while actually, that is, until the distraction of a resounding whip cracking and screams of other people through the open window facing the nearby outlets plenty of blocks away. Giving the Kwami a side glance as she turned and hurried over to the window to possibly see what was going one, Bella placed her hands on the sill and frowned. Without a doubt, it had to be another crime...as if this wasn't enough for her to handle. Now she was at home, alone with what she thought was akin to an alien and was essentially helpless. Like most kids, she thought of ways that she would help on her own, but unless she was like the superheroes that usually saved the day in real life and in the comics, she couldn't do anything... [color=gray][b]"...Do you want to help?"[/b][/color] Startled by the sudden voice and how close it was to her ear, the bluenette jumped and stepped back a bit, her hands clasped tightly over her chest. Upon closer inspection, the Kwami looked like a rabbit, though she probably only got that when she saw the thing holding out a rabbit pendant, probably for her to take. Not sure on how to answer, Bella kept her lips sealed, and instead watched the Kwami's movement as it slowly got closer. [color=gray][b]"Come on! That's why I'm here! You got the stuff to be an amazing superhero! And the only thing you have to do..."[/b][/color] Trailing off, the Kwami flew forward and circled around Bella's head with a happy squeal. [color=gray][b]"...is put this on and say, 'Hoppi, Ears Up!'"[/b][/color] It explained quickly before practically shoving the pendant into the bluenette's trembling hands. [color=gray][b]"Come on! Come on! Hurry! People are in danger right this moment and only you can help them!"[/b][/color] The Kwami continued to ramble on to Bella, who was even more confused now than a few moments ago. What kind of sick present did her parents give her?! --- Bella was unable to hide the pure shock from showing on her face, as she was literally hopping from roof to roof as if it was nothing. Of course she was following the direction of where she head the screams and cries for help, but she was probably having a bit too much fun for her own good. She didn't really understand what was going on, but if she could help people with this, then she'd be happy to oblige. Once she spotted the hordes of teenagers walking methodically through the streets of 5th and Wenburry, Bella crouched down and tried to stop herself, but this only lead to her losing her footing and thus falling off the medium sized building she was on. She honestly thought she was going to die, judging by the scream that left her mouth as she clutched onto her new green rabbit hoodie, but luckily(?), some of the teenagers managed to break her fall. Unfortunately for her now, she was now in the midst of a situation she had no idea how to take care of. Eyes now wide with fear as she staggered to get back on her feet, Bella was rooted in place once again, unsure of what to do next or if she could even protect herself...