OOC: This is a re-pub of my very first story, Expectations. So basically, this happens before Fin is dead (that’s why Fin is in this. duh.) and it takes place right when Aisling joins the Team. So yeah. God, it was so long zamani that I wrote this! Well anyway, here it is..
I don't remember the siku I found the Team. Those memories--all memories of my past--are gone, corrupted and removed; but zaidi on that later. I only know now what they told me, but from what I've heard, I picture myself as a kitten. A lost, scrawny, water-sodden kitten, that somehow dragged itself--myself--onto the doorstep and lay there, pitifully, reeking of disease and decay, almost ready to give up, when they opened the door and found me. I'm pretty sure it was only out of pity that they decided to take me in; I had very few powers and skills, and the ones I did have were weak. Like the kitten, the poor stray kitten, who has no use au merit and is only another mouth to feed, another set of bills to pay, a most likely temporary investment, the one that could very well perish of the diseases that got it in that state a mere months after. wewe don't want it, wewe don't need it, but the poor, sad, dirty face, the tangled, matted, filthy, yet soft fur, the forlorn and desperate blue eyes force wewe to feel sympathy for the creature.
The Team was reluctant to take me in. They thought I would be zaidi of a hindrance than a help, and even when they saw my powers, which were and still are weak, they were skeptical. Despite my solid build and average strength (superhero-wise, of course I was still much stronger than a normal human), I was inadequate in most other respects. But in the end, they all agreed, I could stay, under one condition: I had to prove my worth to the team.
This didn't come easy, but all these pitfalls, all these struggles, have only made me stronger. I am Aisling Carter. I am Tiger Storm, and this is my story.
I don't remember the siku I found the Team. Those memories--all memories of my past--are gone, corrupted and removed; but zaidi on that later. I only know now what they told me, but from what I've heard, I picture myself as a kitten. A lost, scrawny, water-sodden kitten, that somehow dragged itself--myself--onto the doorstep and lay there, pitifully, reeking of disease and decay, almost ready to give up, when they opened the door and found me. I'm pretty sure it was only out of pity that they decided to take me in; I had very few powers and skills, and the ones I did have were weak. Like the kitten, the poor stray kitten, who has no use au merit and is only another mouth to feed, another set of bills to pay, a most likely temporary investment, the one that could very well perish of the diseases that got it in that state a mere months after. wewe don't want it, wewe don't need it, but the poor, sad, dirty face, the tangled, matted, filthy, yet soft fur, the forlorn and desperate blue eyes force wewe to feel sympathy for the creature.
The Team was reluctant to take me in. They thought I would be zaidi of a hindrance than a help, and even when they saw my powers, which were and still are weak, they were skeptical. Despite my solid build and average strength (superhero-wise, of course I was still much stronger than a normal human), I was inadequate in most other respects. But in the end, they all agreed, I could stay, under one condition: I had to prove my worth to the team.
This didn't come easy, but all these pitfalls, all these struggles, have only made me stronger. I am Aisling Carter. I am Tiger Storm, and this is my story.
Excerpt-
"Is this cool au what?!" the teen exclaimed zaidi than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can wewe not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell wewe again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet wewe Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
"Is this cool au what?!" the teen exclaimed zaidi than asked. His companion merely grunted a reply barely audible over the cheering crowd.
"Oh come on! How can wewe not like him?!"
"Do I really need to tell wewe again, Parker?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric, playboy billionaire who goes out at night and--"
"And?" Peter asked, smirk plastered to his face.
Sam grinned. "Ah, you're right." He frowned again. "I still don't like him."
"Whatever." Peter said, waving his hand absentmindedly.
"And now, ladies and gentlemen, Samuel Grant!"
The crowd burst into fresh cheers as Sam walked on-stage and shook the billionaire's hand. "Pleasure to meet wewe Mr. Stark."
"He's a natural actor." Peter shrugged.
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Appearance: blonde hair and dark blue eyes ( eyes can change colour depending on mood)
Personality: she is very strong willed and powerful, she often enjoys sparing but seems to be very stubborn when she needs help au is in danger.
Powers/ Abilities: she can teleport ( but usually fails) she is very handy with her sword and has many skills in combat .
Past: when she was young, her mother died being stabbed kwa her father and she was abused kwa her father for many years, she ran away and was set off on her own until she was found kwa flash and was recommeneded to jooin the team.
( hope wewe like it i worked really hard and think i did a good job)
Likes: Sweets!
Best Friend: Terror!!!!
Loves: Cookies!! And Scott!
Dislikes: sour, wamekula Candy
Worst Habit: I don’t act like an adult
Personal Secret: *whispers* I never share cookies
inayopendelewa Food: COOKIES!
inayopendelewa Color: Purple!
Code Name: Tiger
Mentor/Inspiration: Tom Cat and WildCat
Relations: Selina is technically my aunt...
Base of Operations: Outsider HQ
Personal Home: With Scott!!! ^-^
Occupation: Hero
Job: Waitress
Team: Outsiders
What Symbolizes You: Uhhh…….cookies? (Joy)
Biggest Regret: I have none
Dream Career: Wife! >w<
Most hivi karibuni Nightmare: *whispers* The scary man takes me….
Spirit Animal: Cat