Kaela

Kaela always wanted to be a hero. The suit, the symbol, the hope. It was everything she dreamed of as a child. But her gift was never gentle. Fire doesn’t comfort, it consumes. She had an incident when she was younger and got abandoned by her family, and rejected by the very institutions she once idolized, Kaela still clings to the idea of saving people. She wears the suit, stands tall in the wreckage, and hopes no one notices her trembling. Kaela is cautious but desperate. She’s tired of running from her own flame, but terrified to let it touch anyone again.