[center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/SxPXVzHg/Rosaria-Banner.png[/img][/center] [center]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/center] Sitting on the simple yet comfortable padded chair she placed beside the window of her bed room, Rosaria looked out of the window to gaze upon the road outside. The night. Rosaria had always preferred the night over the day. The night after all tended to be quiet and more peaceful, with a lot more shadows and much less light, allowing her to remain unnoticed by people way easier than during the day. That's also why she chose to have a nocturnal lifestyle, sleeping for much of the morning and afternoon and remaining awake for the evening and night. Perhaps that was also why the powers she had suddenly gained had such great synergy with how she lived, what's with all the literal turning and melding into shadows. It still perplexed Rosaria why she gained these powers. Why her? And why now? The super powered people had all went extinct due to that weird virus after all... "Well daughter, perhaps [b]that's[/b] why." The voice made Rosaria turned away from the windows, looking at the source. The figure of a middle aged man sharing some likeness with Rosaria's own physical appearance talked to her, pointing to the screen of the television that had been left on in the room. Rosaria's father, Lukov Voronin. A loving father and husband that had always tried his best for his family, a dutiful man and the person Rosaria looked up to the most in life. Oh and he was also someone that's no longer alive, killed nearly 4 years ago in a tragedy that left Rosaria all alone in an uncaring world. This Lukov was merely a hallucination, a product of Rosaria's own mind borne of trauma and regrets. A typical occurrence, these hallucinations. Rosaria had long since gotten used to them. Yet it was also by her own choice that she often addressed these hallucinations as if they were real; it helped her feel a semblance of normalcy in her life. [color=9966CC]"Perhaps, father. Perhaps..."[/color] Rosaria turned to look at the television screen showing a live news coverage of a crime in progress; the Precious Metal Vault, being robbed by a group of people. And for once it seemed like these criminals might just succeed where countless others had failed. That was in no small part because of the ringleader of these law breakers; Thundercloud, a supervillain whose name fitted quite well indeed with his appearance... A supervillain that should very much be dead along with all the other super powered people. Rosaria frowned as she watched the news; why is Thundercloud alive? Why is he making an appearance now? Is there any connection at all between his reappearance and Rosaria's own newly obtained powers? The thoughts swirled in her mind until another voice brought her out of her contemplations. "Maybe there's a connection indeed, dear... And you know what to do, yes? We had all talked about this together." Another figure appeared, standing beside Rosaria. This one's the hallucination of a middle aged woman, Rosaria's mother, Sabrina Voronin. Rosaria nodded in response, an ironic smile on her face as she talked [color=9966CC]"Yes, mother... I suppose I might as well take this as a chance to... start. Making a difference and all that. Heh..."[/color] Rosaria stood up from the chair, turning off the television using the remote placed near her chair on a low table. Then without another words, she walked over to her wardrobe. She already had some clothes prepared for when the time to be a "hero", as laughable as the idea of that was to her, finally showed itself. Finished changing, she head for the door out of her apartment room. She took one last look behind into the room, gazing at three figures standing there as if to see her off. Her father, her mother, and her older brother, smiling at her and looking very real indeed. The figure of her brother nodded at her "You go and get them, sis. Show them all what a Voronin can do." Rosaria sighed and shook her head at that, a light smile on her face. [color=9966CC]"Sure thing, brother... Well, I'm off.[/color] She nodded back at them and turned around to face the door once more. [color=9966CC][i]Well then... Here goes nothing.[/i][/color] An instant later, her entire body turned into a shadowy figure, dark and partially transparent. And then the next moment, she was gone, merged into the shadows under the door and in the dark corridor outside. [center]________________________________________________________________________________________________________________[/center] [center][b][h3]Ground Zero[/h3][/b][/center] It didn't take long for Rosaria to arrive to the crime scene. There were always plenty of shadows in the night, and she's able to move very rapidly using the shadows. That it was raining didn't hinder her at all; the rain couldn't even touch her while she's one with shadows. From within the safety of the shadows, Rosaria watched. She had always been someone with extraordinary attention to details, and she fully intended to put that into good use before making her next move. The crime scene was much like what the news report showed. The police were engaged with the endearingly named Storm Troopers, henchmen under Thundercloud. Getting past this scene of confrontation would be child's play for Rosaria. She might have had her powers for only a week, but she had gotten the gist of how to remain within the shadows easily enough; all these people have no way whatsoever to even perceive her. But then, as Rosaria continued her observation, she noticed some breaks from the pattern... To others focused on the battle between the cops and the Storm Troopers, these people wouldn't be notable at all as they were all making the effort to not be noticed. But to Rosaria with her attention to details, they stuck out. These were individuals that didn't looked like they belonged to the police, the Storm Troopers, nor the civilian onlookers. Whoever these individuals were, they had all managed to sneak into the lobby of the Lafayette Financial Tower. Finishing her observations, Rosaria then decided on her next course of action. Remaining one with the shadows, she moved rapidly ahead to follow these individuals into the lobby, arriving there promptly. What she found inside looked to her to be the beginning of another confrontation. Rosaria had used the shadows to crept up to the ceilings of the lobby, remaining in one of the dark corners while she watched on as a woman which were one of the individuals who had sneaked into the lobby, addressed the supervillain lounging on a beige cushy chair eating potato chips. [color=00aeef]"I was [i]shocked[/i] to learn that a powered individual survived the virus."[/color] This was then followed by... nothing. [color=9966CC][i]What on earth is that woman doing...?[/i][/color] Rosaria thought to herself as she watched on, observing how the woman looked unnerved after saying her piece; as if she expected something to happen. And who's that hiding behind a pillar? Rosaria noticed another woman who, like herself, seemed to be observing the confrontation from the shadows. Albeit, not as literally within the shadows as Rosaria herself was doing. [color=9966CC][i]Alright... What's happening here? Why did all these people sneaked in here?[/i][/color] Before Rosaria can ponder the questions more, things proceeded even further. One of the individuals she observed sneaking into the building, the trench coated individual with the ski mask, leaped forward from his hiding place. He took out... Talismans? And these talismans seemed to just suddenly ignited at the ends with blue flames. [color=9966CC][i]How did he?... Could it be that this man also possessed powers? Is he a survivor of the virus? Or... is he like me?[/i][/color] Thoughts filled Rosaria's mind as she remained in the shadows to observe the scene. So many questions with no clue yet as to how to answer them... But it seemed like she will have to put trying to answer the questions later as the confrontation looked to be moving to the next level when the man shouted words in a foreign language while tossing some of his talismans at Thundercloud, causing explosions to burst and fill the room with smoke. "[color=9e0b0f]I hope you can do more than announce yourself, miss.[/color]" Rosaria heard the man said immediately after. Regardless of all that had occurred, one thing can pretty much be confirmed: Things didn't occur in the way that Rosaria had expected at all when she decided to leave her room and be a "hero"...