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Sabdra Liland

If people want to label me a villain so be it. I'll do what I have to do while they live in their fantasies

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a character in “No One's Hero”, as played by darknesspawn

Description

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Parasite
⌈"I don't do what I do because I like it, I do it
because it must be done"
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Image⌈Name⌋
Sandra Liland

FC: Ai (Witch Craft Works)

⌈Age⌋
Visual Age: 20
Factual Age: 25

⌈Appearance⌋
Hair: Blonde
Facial Hair: None
Eyes: Brown
Build: Slender
Skin Tone:Fair
Height: 5"4
Weight: 120
Voice: She has a very aggressive and demanding voice
Handed:Right
Body Markings: None
Scar Tissue:None
Unique Body Features: None


Sandra's look always seems to divert those around her from her real self. People always
view her as a petite, cute and harmless person due to her bright hair and glistening eyes.
She also tends to wear clothing that completely shows her in a very positive cutesy light.
She loves to wear bright colored clothing to match her hair and will even wear hats if she
feels like it.
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⌈ Sexuality⌋
Homosexual

⌈Personality⌋
Motivation: To save her parents from their untimely fate
Fears: Her parents dying, Her being unable to help
Goals:Help her parents by any means
Positive Traits: To the point + influential + Objective Oreinted l
Negative Traits: Short attention span - Bratty - Eassily annoyed l

Sandra has always been a person who knows what she wants and tries her best to attain it.
It takes alot to make her quit once she has her mind made up to do something. She will
usually only stop when she knows the thing she has been fighting for is already gone, which
most likely puts her into some sort of depression. For example, when she was a child she
really wanted the new barbie doll that was out, she begged and she pleaded for it until one
day her parents gave in to buying her the doll. When she got to the store they realized it
was sold out in which Sandra responded by not wanting another toy for a few months.

In Sandras teen years she learned to be very manipulative to get what she wanted. People
always listened to her, whether it be because of a nice cutesy tone she took with some or the
aggressive demanding tone she took with others, she got what she wanted. If a person didn't
give her what she needed at the time then she would usually push them to the side because
they were not in her best interest. Because of this harsh character trait she never really
developed any friends only what she would describe as lackeys.

Sandra never liked to be indirect, she always found that trivial. If she doesn't like
someone she tells them, if she liked a girl that happened to pass her in the courtyard at
school she would tell them. She believes life should be straight to the point and any
curvatures in the line of life are bullshit.

Though she can understand some scientific terms due to her research of her own powers she
prefers to keep things in layman terms. She hates people who "go all scientific" on her
and will very likely sass them for it.



⌈Likes⌋
Cutsy clothing
The color yellow
Straightforward and direct conversation
Getting things done
Groups

⌈Dislikes⌋
Not being in control
People not being straight forward
Being ignored
Cold weather
Bland clothing

⌈Relationships⌋
Friends - Sandra has no friends, she doesn't want friends either. She only wants people that
will give her the assistance she needs, if they dont have that then they are expendable

Family - Other than her Mother and Father she has no close family. The only other family
members she was close two where her grandparents who are both dead now

⌈Power⌋

Sandra has the ability to create orbs of energy with varying destructive capabilities.
However to do so she must disintegrate an object and absorb the release energy into
herself. When she touches an object she essentially yanks all the electrons out of the
individual atoms of an object severing the bonds that hold said object together. She can do
this with almost anything including gasses (though it has to be in large amounts for her to
amass enough energy to do anything with it)

When she obtains enough energy she usually goes into an energized state in which she glows
bright yellow. (any energy attack she does is yellow) In this state she is able to
manipulate to a certain extent allowing her to be more agile (Increasing her jumping
height, decreasing her falling speed). In this state she can stimulate a molecules
molecular bonds at a touch essentially enabling her to stick to any surface.

Though where there are strengths there are also weaknessess and hers comes in the form of an overcharge. If she absorbs more energy than she can actually store she will go into an overcharged state, which can be fatal for her and those around depending on how far overcharged she has become. Various effects will occur ranging from loss of control, random emp bursts, or even her own explosive demise

⌈Equipment⌋
She has a flip phone (cool beans) Two pistols she bought (people liked to harass her on her way home from work)

⌈Strengths⌋
+Acrobatics
+Energy based fighting
+ Anything with mass can give her energy
+ Her "Energized" State gives her a sort of shield from piercing damage

⌈Weaknesses⌋
-Hand to hand fighting
-Being away from solid or liquid matter (Ie. Falling out of a plane)
-Needs a suffeicent ammount of energy to reach her "Charged" state
- Leaving her charged state can be very exausting for her
- She can also become "overcharged" rendering her unconscious


⌈Home⌋
Sandra lives in a pretty cheap apartment that she musters up the money to pay for with her job as a waitress. She's still very used to being supported by her parents so living off on her own is quite a hard feat. She low class just as many other people her age trying to find her way. She still find ways to have a good time with her limited money and she is not in debt so life is good for her.

⌈History⌋
Ill admit, Ive always been a little bit spoiled, I'm used to getting what I want when I want it. I suppose you could say that is a by product of being an only child. I do manage to get my away when I'm away from home as well however. Whether it be getting someone to do my homework for me, getting someone to help me cheat on tests, bumping my grades up, or even getting extra presents ive usually been able to get it ever since middle school.I always was fine with getting other people to get me through life. After all, why walk when you can be carried

I was never the most ambitious person, in terms of my future so after living it big in high school it was time to face life head on. Instead of going to college I took to being a waitress. I made a decent living with all the tips I managed to get, but my parents weren't very happy with the way I chose to live my life. They kicked me out the house, claiming I was a burden for them. That really hurt yunno, the day I was kicked out was one of the only times that I couldn't change their minds.

So yea, I was angry. The only people ive ever cared about kicked me out, I felt betrayed. In hindsight I could have done more but that wasn't my mindset then. My mindset was anger and confusion. I tried to act like I could handle it, renting a crappy apartment on the east side of town. I was alone most of the time, I had no real friends and now that my parents had pushed me out of their lives I was feelings the effects of that.

One day I came back from work angry, I couldn't tell you why I'm pretty irritable. I just started throwing things on the ground, I came to my dresser and when I touched, poof it disappeared. Well actually I think it disintegrated on account of the pile of ashes left where the dresser had once been. I don't talk much about that day. Lets just say I freaked out a bit and I lost a lot of furniture.

A few months after my discovery I learned that both my parents got in a really messy car crash. I wanted to not care ans say they had what was coming to them but I just couldn't. I rushed to the hospital to see if they were okay. I couldn't believe that both of them were potentially going to suffer the same fate. The doctor said that they were both in comas. I had them both placed in the same room hoping that maybe their auras or their love for each other would wake them both up. Of course that didn't work.

Today I just don't have the money to keep them alive and the insurance company doesn't want to keep them alive either. I cant lose them I just cant, ill do what I have to do to keep them in the hospital. I don't know how but I have too
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So begins...

Sabdra Liland's Story

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“I don’t know how I’m going to do this”

Sabdra said with her fingers grasping the bridge of her nose. It was quite common that she would obtain headaches from all the increased work she had to do to even have a chance at keeping her parents around, and even with all the extra work that chance is is essentially nothing. There was simply not enough money to go around to support her parents and her. She didn’t want to give up but the effort was futile at this point.

She was taking a break from her waitressing in the employee entrance in the back of the place. It opened up into a very damp and dark alley, and though its appearance would tell you otherwise this was actually a serine place for Sabdra. Between working and watching her parents she didn’t have much time for herself, time to think. She leaned against the wall of the building, and though it was quite warped due to the buildings un-kept nature she was comfortable. She found a place in her head that even with her hectic life, there was peace. Then the break was over, shit. Her watch sounded a soft alarm as it always had to tell her when to stop day dreaming. Just as she turned to go inside the building she saw something fly overhead, or rather she saw flames shooting through the sky
 bizarre. She put back on her trashy waitressing hat and went back inside.

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Sebastian liked to stay away from his criminal empire as of late, instead he would use suggestion to get someone else to take the face of control while he pulled the strings in the background. He is one of the three people he is actively controlling, which means he can send information to him whenever he wants and he can get information back without ever having to come in contact with him. His name was Michael. He was also actively controlling a school student named Marissa and a policeman named Cody, their jobs were to let him know what’s going on around the city and in the schools. They all share one trait, their eye color had turned red, though Cody the police man wears contacts to hid this fact. Sebastian knows there are other people with powers and he’d rather he get to know their presence before they knew his.

He was resting on a chair is his house; he got tired easier now that he was manipulating others. It took a toll on his mind. He had a two story house 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. The color of the walls varied between blood red, black and blue he hated bright colors, they hurt his head, these were a lot more relaxing. Suddenly he Cody the policeman under his suggestion began sending Sebastian information of a “powered” disturbance. It seems someone with enhanced strength was haphazardly wrecking a whole block. Destroying parts of buildings and flipping cars, and as far as he could tell it was for no reason. There was a short time of silence before Cody told him that another powered being. This one with fire coming out of him came out of the blue, looking as if to stop him. Sebastian’s eyes opened and a smile erupted from his once straight face.

“Keep watching, this should be interesting”

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It was night time, Sebastian was looking over the footage of all the recent super heroes. He wanted to get to know at least one of them, they would be a great asset to him. There where now two kids with powers, Blaze the Pyro-kinetic who no one had seen for two whole months and the new kid who was a Cryo- kinetic. Sebastian thought that there was some irony to that, it was as if nature saw an imbalance and introduced this one to balance it. There was amp that blaze seemed to take a liking to beating and there was some super strengthened man who was more brawn than brain.

“Wait hold on a second”

Sebastian began to think, the last time Blaze fought amp there was an accident, a liquid nitrogen related accident that left someone in the hospital. Blaze stopped being active right after that night and it wasn’t because he was injured, he quite obviously won that fight.

“Hmm”

Sebastian began to contact Cody and asked him to find out who this kid was. Cody immediately began shuffling through the records at his police station. He searched file after file, cabinet after cabinet until finally he found the file that contained the incident. There he was, his name was Pit Mason, age 16, high school student at Haven High. There was no need for Cody to give him the information in person, now the Cody knew Sebastian new and he knew this information would get him somewhere.

“This kid has to be linked with blaze somehow. It can’t be a coincidence that when he gets injured Blaze stops showing his face but the minute he is okay he’s back to work”

All Sebastian had to do was establish a link with him and he would get all the information he needed, but he couldn’t just walk up to his house, no. He had someone just for this type of situation, and that was Marissa.

Marissa was a high school student at Dusk Haven High with just a thought, the mission was clear. To befriend Pit mason, the rest would come as he saw fit. During lunch Period Marissa found pit and began to talk to him for the first time. She was a short girl with sleek black hair and a cute face. She spoke in a very cutesy tone fondling with her hair and looking down

“Um, could you by chance help me with some homework? I know I haven’t talked to you before but I kind of really like your hair so it just seemed easier to approach you”

She stopped messing with her hair and tried her best to look him in the eye

“See, I’m kinda shy....”





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Sabdra was ruffling her hair at her rundown apartment hoping and praying she would find a way to get past this hard time but she saw no light at the end of this tunnel. How was she supposed to pay for her own shitty apartment, pay for her parent’s shitty hospital and still get along in life? Life was hard in Dusk Haven and it spared no exception for her. Sabdra always saw the poverty. It usually takes poverty to know poverty. She can say this with ease because there was a point where she didn’t have the sting of it following her everywhere she went. She used to shrug off those less fortunate as those with no drive to go forward, but now she saw.

Sabdra had all the drive in the world to get through this point, she worked extra jobs, stayed overtime at work, begged the health insurance companies for as much as she could, but her luck was now dry. No one wanted to support a couple that were essentially dead. The thing that made it the worst for Sabdra is that no one else seemed to care but her. No one cared she was driven into a shitty living condition. No one cared she was suffering extreme amount of stress. No one cared that her loved ones were dying.

“But I suppose that’s Karma, it’s the same way I used to look at others.” Sabdra said begging to cry, her tears accompanied by the loud screaming next door, that she had become so used to that it didn’t even seem to bother her anymore.

She cried for a minute or two before coming back to her senses. She realized feeling bad for herself and crying wasn’t going to fix anything, only action was going to fix an ounce of what was happening, but what action was she to take? She looked at her hand, she remembered now the ability she had obtained a few nights ago, she disintegrated a lot of things of value with it, things she could have sold for extra cash (not that it would have meant much). She had tried to ignore it ever since that night, but now there was a use for it.

She figured she could get through any type of security with this ability. To test and see if it was a fluke she tested her ability on her futon and just like that the mighty futon fell, into a billion different particles to be more specific. She went into her closet and pulled out a hokey mask and a baseball cap. If you asked her where they came from she wouldn't be able to tell you, at least one of them was probably a bad birthday present.

Society didn’t care about her so why would she care about them? There was no more time for tears, only action


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“Good thing this is more or less a small town, makes this a little easier”

Sabdra strapped her mask on and struggled to fit all her hair within her strap on cap. The bank closed at noon on Saturdays and that’s when she planned to go. She didn’t need anyone to open anything for her. She just needed herself and her newly acquired “disintegration” power. She looked at the ashes that were once her futon and began to brush away some of the ash revealing a shoe box underneath. She opened it up and pulled out the two guns within. A lot of the time she would have creeps follow her from the restaurant so she wanted some type of protection. The guns were bluffs really, she had never fired one in her life but she grateful she never had to. If this operation went the way it was supposed to she still wouldn’t have to.

This is what happens when someone is pushed to the limits of what they can handle. Is this what the bank robbers you see on television feel, like it’s the only option? She put on her hoodies and grey sweatpants, she wanted to cover-up as much bout herself as possible and she assumed she would have to worry about fingerprints.

She went out the back door of her apartment so that people wouldn’t see her come out of the building, to her surprise the alleyway in the back was completely empty. Usually there was a homeless person begging for some money or some type of drug deal happening. She made her way out of the alley way and to the bank.

By the time she got there the doors were looked and it looked as if everyone was gone. People were looking at her funny as she approached but she had her hood on so hopefully no one saw her mask and reported her or something. She walked around the backside of the bank and found an employee’s entrance with an electronical lock on it, and then placed her hand firmly against the door. It was now or never, do or die time. She concentrated for a few seconds and just as sure as the door stood, it was gone, except its ashy remains witch were beginning to me pushed and thrown around by the wind. She then walked inside, looking for the safe deposit boxes.

Little did she know the destruction of the door lead to the activation of a silent alarm. She didn’t know it but it was now a race against the clock

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When Pit pulled Christian's arms around his waist, Christian took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies. Sure, he'd kissed Pit before, but Pit had been in a coma last time. This was entirely different. Christian realised two things when Pit kissed him. The first being that Pit felt cold, in a good way, but then again, most people felt cold to Christian. The second being that kissing Pit ranked at number one on the list of Christian's Favourite Things To Do.

“Yeah” Pit smiled and Christian felt his heart skip a beat. “It is a nice alternative. I hope your parents are okay with the under-aged drinking.”

Christian looked at the bottle of wine and shrugged, "I could list all the countries where it's legal for us to drink, but I couldn't possibly remember all of them, so I'll just say, we're European for the afternoon."

Spending the afternoon with Pit was quickly becoming a contender on Christian's list of Favourite Things. "We should do this more often," was said in among the idle chatter of the afternoon. Talking with Pit was easy. They had been friends for years and knew each other pretty much inside out. Of course there was the massive superpowered elephant in the room, but Christian couldn't tell Pit. If he told Pit, Pit would want to get involved and Christian couldn't bear the thought of anything further happening to Pit.

My mom was right about you,” Pit started “You’re a great guy," Indeed I am, Christian thought, not wanting to interrupt Pit, who seemed like he had some more to say, "I just wish I had had the nerve to say something sooner. All this time you were right in front of me and I missed every signal. I want to ask you something serious. I think this whole event says it all, but I want to hear you say it. How do you feel about me?”

Those god awful butterflies started in Christian's stomach again. Whoever said butterflies fluttered in the gut was a liar. They kicked. 'Flutter' implied something pleasant and gentle when this feeling was anything but pleasant. Christian thought for a moment, searching for the right words for how he felt, "How I feel about you?" He finally echoed, slightly incredulously. He scrambled to his feet, pulling Pit up along with him. He rested a hand at the small of Pit's back and began moving in an approximation of dancing. Christian had a few inches of heigh over Pit, meaning he had to dip his head slightly to look at Pit.

"I believe, Pit Mason, that throughout life, you get to meet one person who is unlike any other," He said quietly against the outer shell of Pit's ear, "One person that you could speak to for hours and never get bored of. For me, that's you. You are the one person unlike any other and I believe I am absolutely, definitely, unquestionably, no strings attached, beyond all doubt in love with you. And have been for quite a while," He planted a small kiss on Pit's cheek,"Does that answer your question?"



April collapsed onto her sofa, throwing her wig across the room. She ran her hand through her short hair. She had recently took to cutting her hair to make getting the wig on easier. She flicked on the news, frowning when a bank robbery was reported, but with no news of a Super turning up. Why hadn't she been told? Why had no one turned up? She grabbed Morrigan's phone and connected the Police.

"Why was no one told about to the bank robbery?" She barked down the phone at the hapless officer at the other end.

"Blaze was told. He didn't turn up," Came the reply.

"Then why not pass the buck to someone else?"

"You were busy Morrigan."

"Blaze and I aren't the only Supers that exist in Dusk Haven. There are plenty of us floating about!" She yelled before hanging up the phone rather abruptly. She tried to call Blaze but got no response, "Call me when you can," She said when the answer machine had finished.

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Sabdra walked slowly through the bank interested by how it looked while there was nobody around. She could hear every single step she took and even her steady breaths behind her mask seemed to echo in the empty space. She walked up to the windows separating her from the back of the bank and stared at it for a moment. Contemplating whether she should actually go through with this or not. In the end however she decided to throw out any doubt any worry about consequences and went on with her plan.

She placed her hand right on the window and concentrated, and just like the door that came before it, it was changed into a pile of dust and taken by the wind that was being let in by the hole where the door used to be. Everything was going according to plan, she thought as she climbed through the opening in bullet proof glass.

The Safe deposit boxes weren’t hard to find, it was simply one locked door away, which might as well have been no door given her ability. She was a bit worried though because she got rid of more than just the door to the safety deposit room, the whole wall seemed to have disappeared, not what she had intended. She didn’t want to cause unnecessary destruction.

She adjusted the mask on her face checking to see if her eyes deceived her. For such a small town there were a lot of boxes of valuables. She wondered which one she would take, or rather which few she would take. 2511, 2512, 2513,251


“Eh, forget it, this one is as good as any”

She put her hand on the box and concentrated once more on getting rid of the door, and before opening her eyes she felt it disappear. Upon opening her eyes however she saw that she got rid of more than just the box, she managed to get rid of a whole section, leaving no valuables behind, only ash.

Her eyes widened behind her mask, this is not what she wanted. She turned and placed her hand on another section disintegrating that whole section as well. She looked down at her hands

“Whats going on!”

That’s when she heard the police alarms outside. All that and nothing to show for it except the destruction of money that could have been hers. There was still more boxes, she had to be able to get something out of this. She frantically started placing her hands on any of the intact boxes, creating more and more destruction.

All the boxes were gone, the police were coming in, and she had no money.

“Shit”




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Sebastion was angry that his initial attempt at getting closer to pit was a failure but he could always try again, this time giving a little more direction to Marissa because letting her handle it the way she wanted to produced 0 results.

That didn’t matter to much because soon after there were more interesting things happening in this city. Cody had sent him reports of a super showdown upon hearing this he instructed Michael to have OMEGA members follow both of the kids home. He needed to be able to talk to them, so hopefully his lackeys were at least a little bit competent.

Cody was soon sent to go check out a bank robbery where he found a girl who had somehow forced her way inside, this wasn’t nearly as interesting until she started doing something extraordinary. It seems or failed little attempt freaked her out and she started screaming and destroying the building with a random scatter of energy.

It was a big light show Swiss cheesing the building and killing 3 other cops. Luckily Cody survived. He was told to not arrest the girl, she was obviously desperate, and this would be easy. The only thing Cody had to do was follow as she made her escape to wherever she needed to get. If everything turned out according to plan Sebastian would have 3 supers to turn too

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“So now you just bring people to my front door!” Exclaimed.

One of his members took the time to not only tell someone he works for him but also bring them to one of his secondary hideouts. Just when he thought the problems of the day would be over. At least it wasn’t the main base, he did one thing right. Still, this would be taken care of in private later. He was called ahead of time and told him everything that happened and to be at “1533” which is the code for one of the many smaller bases scattered in the area. This particular one had the look of an abandoned warehouse, of course you shouldn’t judge a book by its cover. They usually used this particular place to trade weaponry and such, but as of now nothing was happening so everyone was gone.

Michael was able to make it there a few minutes after his underling had. He rode up in a black Chevrolet Impala, Michael had in interest in older things. Tv shows, Action figures, radios, and his car. He was wearing his usual garb, a light red collared shirt and white dress pants. He leaned against his car, shot the Omega member the meanest look he could give him and waited to see how this would turn out.

Things were going better with Cody on the other hand. The super he was following was doing a bad job of escaping. If he was actually trying to cat up to her It would have been over a long time ago. He followed her all the way back to her little apartment then relayed all the information back to Sebastion his job was now done. It was time to make up a story about how he couldn’t keep up with the Super and what not, it was going to be a pain, but as is life. Cody stuck a cigarette in his mouth and walked away.

Sebation now knew the whereabouts of one of the supers. He was just waiting on information from Michael about the younger two. He was sure it wouldn't be too long out of all of the people he has ever controlled Michael was by far the most competent. In the meantime he would prepare himself for his meeting with the bank robber. He will talk to her face to face.




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“Whats going on! Whats going on!” Sabdra repeated several times in a panic.

She threw her mask and cap into the pile of ashes that used to be her bed. She shot yellow balls of energy out of her body destroying a large portion of the bank. She took off her clothes and poked at her body seeing if anything would happen. Her breathing was heavy and she couldn’t keep a solid thought. If anyone was with her they would only know that she in fact had no idea what was going on.

After a long while of hyperventilating and confusion, she finally calmed down just enough to start thinking about what it is she just did.

“How did I do that” She sat on the floor looking at her hands and arms

“I didn’t know I could do that”

Dust seemed to blow off the mask revealing itself to her, almost mocking her incident. She stared at the mask and it stared back.

“Shit”

After a short while she fell asleep on the floor, not knowing what to do next. She was never good at looking into the future.