Hermit

Steel-Claw
Steel-Claw serves the glorious Golden Scorpion! Steel-Claw uses Steel-claw's mighty steelclaw, which Golden Scorpion gave Steel-claw to replace Steel-Claw's old left hand which was mangled! Steel-Claw prefers the Steelclaw! The hand was puny and weak. The Steel-claw is strong and snappy! Steel-Claw is strong! Steel-Claw is deadly at hand to hand..er hand to claw! Steel-Claw would die for Golden Scorpion! Steel-Claw does not use pronouns! Steel-Claw talks too loudly!!  Most find Steel-Claw tiring because of this!

Steel-Claw
Steel-Claw serves the glorious Golden Scorpion! Steel-Claw uses Steel-claw's mighty steelclaw, which Golden Scorpion gave Steel-claw to replace Steel-Claw's old left hand which was mangled! Steel-Claw prefers the Steelclaw! The hand was puny and weak. The Steel-claw is strong and snappy! Steel-Claw is strong! Steel-Claw is deadly at hand to hand..er hand to claw! Steel-Claw would die for Golden Scorpion! Steel-Claw does not use pronouns! Steel-Claw talks too loudly!!  Most find Steel-Claw tiring because of this!

NT: Wicked Revival
The time manipulating villain known as Timelapse is hard to understand, but his powers are many. Recently, he used one of his most coveted- the power to restore youth, on a group of aged villains. Originally none of them were younger than 58 (and many much older than that), now they've all been restored to the physical ages between 21 to 26 years old.  He had a job for reach of them, to pay for this. And they eagerly agreed.
 
Those jobs done, the villains are young again, powerful again, and ... having to adapt to being back in the game among a generation they don't quite understand. Some maybe more evil than ever, a few may be having second thoughts. We look now at least five of these villains
 

NT: Wicked Revival
The time manipulating villain known as Timelapse is hard to understand, but his powers are many. Recently, he used one of his most coveted- the power to restore youth, on a group of aged villains. Originally none of them were younger than 58 (and many much older than that), now they've all been restored to the physical ages between 21 to 26 years old.  He had a job for reach of them, to pay for this. And they eagerly agreed.
 
Those jobs done, the villains are young again, powerful again, and ... having to adapt to being back in the game among a generation they don't quite understand. Some maybe more evil than ever, a few may be having second thoughts. We look now at least five of these villains
 

I've posted this before, but the basic idea is that this happens during a blizzard or at least heavy snow, so might work for Christmas time
(With apologies to Frozen)

Foxbat will hack into networks, and show his musical challenge!
 
"The Snow glows white on the city tonight
not a hero, to be seen
Gone is my trepidation
because it looks like I get away clean!"
 
 
"The wind is howling and I should stay inside
but can't stop scheming, heaven knows I've tried."
 
"I want to win, I want them to see
that I'm no villain of mediocrity
Steal a mil but they must know
Yes they'll know!"
 
"It's my show, it's my show
Can't hide my genius anymore
It's a show, it's a show
That's what I'm stealing for!"
 
"I don't care
about the pay
let's have some fun!
My Master Plan is making the news today!"
 
"Its sad how the cold sends all the folks away
To get to their warm houses while they can
but I'll never let the weather
thwart my Master Plan!"
 
"It's time to show the world exactly what I can do
Foxbat has no limits, heck I even flew
No right, no wrong, no rules for me... I'll be....
on News 3!!!!"
 
 
"It's my show, it's my show!
I'm the one with the dreams so high!
It's my show, it's my show!
You heroes will never see me cry!"
 
"Here I scheme, come let's play
Forget the storm!
Winter scenes are more climatic anyway!"
 

Mind Wrangler
Before there was Clint Eastwood style cowboys in film, heck, before there was John Wayne, there was the singing Cowboy. Now rarely mentioned save as the subject of much parody and what some might call satire. Well, had scrawny Peter Billington but know that the cowboy hat he was trying on was more than your standard bit of Texas habberdashery, he might have just left it plumb where it lay. Soon enough he was transforming left and right to a singing cowboy hero folks to calling 'the Mind Wrangler'. He likes to sing and serenade his foes with powerful warbling ballads causing them to dance along, or mayhaps take a little siesta. Course, he can't talk what northern city folk would call 'normal' like this. Even if he manages not to sing, which is not easy, he still has a sweet western tone known to make the cows happy and the ladies all aflutter. Most feared of his powers is up to debate, but folks sure do not take a cotton to his form of telepathy. See, he don't just read your thoughts, no, the power in that hat makes one sing out your secrets for all to hear! To be fair, something in it makes you better than you'd normally be at the singing, but still, not many a desperado like confesses in a falsetto fashion bout his nefarious plans, or how he's pretty sure his mistress is  flirting with his no account henchmen on the side. Poor Peter comes along for the ride on these adventures, and is having a harder and harder time not helping those in need. You see, it's a white cowboy hat, and sure is tender hearted.
 
(Next person can do another hat then pick a new concept for another hero team, or just pick another hero team and skip the hat)
 
 

Mind Wrangler
Before there was Clint Eastwood style cowboys in film, heck, before there was John Wayne, there was the singing Cowboy. Now rarely mentioned save as the subject of much parody and what some might call satire. Well, had scrawny Peter Billington but know that the cowboy hat he was trying on was more than your standard bit of Texas habberdashery, he might have just left it plumb where it lay. Soon enough he was transforming left and right to a singing cowboy hero folks to calling 'the Mind Wrangler'. He likes to sing and serenade his foes with powerful warbling ballads causing them to dance along, or mayhaps take a little siesta. Course, he can't talk what northern city folk would call 'normal' like this. Even if he manages not to sing, which is not easy, he still has a sweet western tone known to make the cows happy and the ladies all aflutter. Most feared of his powers is up to debate, but folks sure do not take a cotton to his form of telepathy. See, he don't just read your thoughts, no, the power in that hat makes one sing out your secrets for all to hear! To be fair, something in it makes you better than you'd normally be at the singing, but still, not many a desperado like confesses in a falsetto fashion bout his nefarious plans, or how he's pretty sure his mistress is  flirting with his no account henchmen on the side. Poor Peter comes along for the ride on these adventures, and is having a harder and harder time not helping those in need. You see, it's a white cowboy hat, and sure is tender hearted.
 
(Next person can do another hat then pick a new concept for another hero team, or just pick another hero team and skip the hat)
 
 

Svengali Servo
 
It's origin's are a bit of a mystery, but this robot appeared suddenly at a charity gala and used it's Hypnotronic Eye to hold sway over the wealthy attendees. It would go on to operate as a gentleman thief speaking with a posh English accent and eschewing violence and barbarism in it's various heists and schemes. Servo clashed with the likes of  Captain Dare and her Sky Sirens, Herc Stronghold and most famously, Doc Copper. Recently he has joined forces with Golden Scorpion and his organization to help kidnap scientists and engineers for Project Scorpio Giganteus.

I didn't do nano this year, but I started writing some non-novel stuff in late November. Over the weekend, I wrote over 10000 words on it. This is the most fun I've ever had writing.

Winner, most awesome theme song.  Which is saying something, considering some of the operas out there. 

Framboise
Eleanor Harris used to doodle, heck, she used to draw. When she was a girl, she thought about becoming an artist. Her parents gave polite lip service to her skills then, but as she got into high school they figured it was time to bring her down to earth. Art would not sell. Choose something more sensible, more logical, that they'd always need. Maybe accounting like dad, or insurance like mom.
So Ellie put aside her dreams, and did the logical sensible thing. The cautious thing. Two years community college, then the most economical college she could find for her finishing bachelor while she did her job in a cubicle. Don't stick your neck out. Don't make waves. The tallest nail gets hammered first, after all.
It is all safe, practical, secure, and oh so bland. Then? Just last month, she did something she hadn't done in years. She gave into a whim. It was a raspberry beret, the kind you hear about in old 80s songs or imagine on some French girl touring Paris. The sort that looks artsy, and even borderline rebellious. She bought it.
And when she put it on, her world was changed forever. The beret gave her a whole new wardrobe, and more than that, the ability to create flowing artistic force constructs of raspberry hue! Now she finger paints forcewalls , she gestures art nouveau entangles, she makes bold strokes of energy blasts! She also finds herself faking a pretty good French accent as she gives into a new found artistic temperament where she supeheroes HER way. Or is it the hat's way? It's scary, it's exciting, and it's fun.
She's not sure she can stay at her boring cubicle for long.
 

Hardboiled Harry
 
A battered black fedora changed it's wearer, Sam Nicholas, into a gruff and world weary detective. He is constantly disheveled in a stained trenchcoat and cheap suit. He spouts monologues that are complete cliches about dangerous dames and goons looking to outfit him with cement shoes or give him permanent lead poisoning. He isn't impervious to attacks, and is often roughed up and knocked out cold, but his injuries are always minor and he bounces back quickly, usually after a stiff shot of bourbon. He can scrap with best of them, throwing haymakers or blasting away with his .45, but he has a serious weakness for femme fatale type villains.

And now I'm having childhood nightmare flashbacks to Liddsville.  Great.
 
Opera Knight  
 
Wears a black silk opera hat (that's a collapsible top hat for those unfamiliar with the term), domino mask and tuxedo, carries a weighted walking stick (an OAF).  His outfit is strangely resistant to damage, staining, and provides a bonus to slipping out of entangles as well as offering some minor resistant defense.  A competent martial artist with a specialty in both stick-fighting and dealing out non-lethal damage (killing attacks are so gauche) and decent leaping and running speeds.  High PRE, an excellent singing voice and impeccable manners.  Has a couple of tricks up his sleeves in the form of a small sonic multipower ("This?  Oh, I learned this from a lead tenor in Rome.") that includes a small NND, an AoE vocal communications jammer, and a temporary PRE boost.  Flicking the brim of his hat also lets him use a few levels of Growth or Shrinking.  Probably too many gimmicks to be really feasible in a world of mini-maxing, but at least he's got style.
 
Absolutely despises cloaks and capes ("I didn't wear this tux so I could cover it up.") and has never thrown a rose at anyone in his life ("That's absurd, do you think this is a cartoon or something?"). 
 
His civilian name is Anthony "Tony" Gibus (soft "g" there), and while he is a classical music fan he couldn't carry a tune with a wheelbarrow sans his hat.  Similarly, he teaches self-defense courses as his day job, but his base martial arts skills are weak when not acting as Opera Knight.  And yes, he has Instant Change, or whatever it's turned into since 4th.
  

Goldcrest
Princess Charlotte Adélaïde is of the royal family of the House of Luxembourg-Nassau, a bearer of powered armor which she uses to aid the Peacekeepers in their humanitarian endeavors. Exactly who made this armor for her is unknown, but it is a work of art, borrowing designs from the National bird of Luxembourg, so it had lovely golden highlights in feather like designs and glittering extendable wings of great elegance.
The armor is not just for show. She can achieve great speeds in it, and while not as strong as Crooked Mick at his full height, the exo-skeleton can lift a lot. She has a sonic burst built in that can be used for combat, but is more often used to tunnel through debris to rescue those trapped in landslides and quakes before she flies them out to safety. It is also extremely agile with an amazing sensorary array. The government of Luxembourg refuses to divulge where the suit , which is as good as such as Defender's  or Anklyosaur's (Though behind Iron Ronin) or better, came from. Some say the government won't share, because the government doesn't know!  
The most outrageous rumor is that that the royal family of the constitutional monarchy of Luxembourg was approached by aliens  who decided they would do to speak for all of Earth Kind. If Charlotte can prove a true hero to the planet over the next few years, Luxembourg will be given some great uplift. Maybe faster than light engines, maybe food replicators, or even something greater!
It's unlikely this is so, but IF it is? No pressure.
 

Ruby of Fire
Kyra Azar is a pyrokinetic from Iran. She cannot create fire, only control it, but that control is wide spread. Because of this, she is almost always on missions involving wildfires and the like, for she can, with a brief moment of concentration, snuff out it out over a square kilometer! She much prefers that to making fire hotter, or using it as a weapon for she's a gentle soul.
Despite her power, or perhaps because of it, Kyra has some problems. She finds her own home government oppressive, and is often torn between protesting it and risking her family being hunted down or imprisoned, or defecting, and risking the same. To placate the government and not make a fuss, she dresses in a hijab, though she sympathizes with those who have spurned it. Unbeknownst to most, she is also in a lesbian relationship with an American UNTIL agent who is not a believer (Which is a triple offense to some). Were this to be found out, it would certainly mean her forced return to Iran, or put all she loves at risk.

Re: Create a Hero Theme Team!
 

 
Stupid system! I am to be reputizing you, but it is said to be not allowed!
 
Lucius Alexander
 
How do you spell palindromedary in Cyrrilic?

I have found (in battling my own depression induced by my wife's illness) that occasional participation in the Zoom meetings of a weekly support group explicitly for caregivers of cancer patients (facilitated by someone with the hospital where she's being treated) helps me substantially.  That doesn't seem to be your particular issue, of course, but thinking about why it helps me, I think the keys are (1) that the group is very tightly focused in terms of its purpose and its target population, and (2) the facilitator is really very good.  (It also is free of monetary cost; it's just that the rigid weekly meeting time tends to collide with other things I do.)  It brings forward a mutual aid mentality, because nearly everyone has something of value to contribute, and everyone recognizes the daunting, terrifying situation common to the participants.  It "meets" weekly, people are welcome to connect in as they feel the need or desire, so I get there every three weeks or so.
 
I was dubious when I first was able to participate (which wasn't until July; it conflicted with my teaching schedule before I retired), and they were perfectly willing to let me listen and nod and not talk very much initially.
 
If you can identify the problems that have you down (and that may not be easy) and find a similarly focused and facilitated group, it can help relieve the lowest lows and give you a gentle, period nudge out of the funk.  I don't know how one would try to find such a group (mine is so specific, and explicitly and directly connected to the clinic, that the information was more or less pushed onto me from day one), but if you've talked with practitioners before they may be able to point you to something.

I admit, when I put up dropzone I had kind of missed the tongue in cheek 'any resemblance' bit. I am actually thinking of filling out  Kinematic's Group for my games so I figured this would be a good place to put up an idea or two.
Then I realized I missed a part of the theme
Still, for my own records, let me add...
 
Doctor Revelation
Riza Mendoza was born Philippines though she did some college in the United States. She proved to be a talented biologist, and had a fascination with genetics. She hoped to learn what she could to return to her home country and help one day reduce birth defects. She knew OF mutants, of course, but rather than finding them offensive or frightening ,she found them fascinating. She even wondered what it would be like to be one?
It turned out, she was.  At least, she showed up on Mutant Detectors. She discovered this back when Genocide was still intact, mutant hunter robots and all! Despite her lack of powers, or even any cosmetic differences the human eye could tell, a Genocide robot in battle with a group of mutants turned and fired on her! She was rescued, and that's how she stumbled upon IMAGE. The mutant terrorists were hardly high ranked in their organization. They were bizarre and strange... and beautiful.
Riza saw them, and knew they were the future. This was like viewing God's dream manifest, infinite genetic diversity in infinite combinations. The trauma of the attack on her had done nothing to manifest her abilities. She knew it normally happened in puberty. She had aged out at a mere twenty five years of age it seemed. The IMAGE folks had little time for her, and she, while skilled, was hardly crucial to their cause as she had no powers to bring so they warned her of GENOCIDE and.. left.
Riza threw herself into genetics with even greater gusto, earning her doctorate, and learning all she could of the cutting edge of the science, even going so far as to learn what she could from the black market of Teleios' techniques. Her own mutation was dormant, but what was dormant could be awakened.  Risking her life, she experimented on herself, and nearly died from the shock to her body. The days after the experiment, she realized she had triumphed! Her mutant powers were hardly earth shaking, but they were there. She was strong, she was agile! She felt full of energy, and indeed, her body was now athletic and toned. Of course, it was also covered in green fur. GLORIOUS green fur all over her body, soft and sleek. Her eyes were of a lovely radiant red. Further study would soon show she had also extended her lifespan, but by how much she didn't know.
By the time she had done all this, GENOCIDE was gone, the IHA arose to take its place, and sadly, IMAGE seemed to be dust. Then she heard of Kinematic. of his call, and his crusade. He sought out allies, but she? She found him! While now more nimble than a howler monkey and stronger than an elephant, Dr. Riza's greatest power remained her intellect and scientific skill. It was no trouble for her to salvage and improve a mutant tracker of her own. And she had an offer for Kinematic no other could give him.
"So many of our brothers and sisters are sleeping, merely having dreams that they're homo sapiens sapiens. I can awaken them from that sleep, show them who they really are. Let me work with you, and we will help them embrace the same Revelation I have. In time, I'll get you your army!"
Kinematic was no fool. He dubbed her Dr. Revelation, and put her to work.
The experiments don't always work. Indeed, there is a chance of death during the operation for any dormant mutant, and they don't always gain combat ready powers. Mutants come in great and small, after all. But Doctor Revelation continues to refine her work. One day, she'll have a high success rate, and every volunteer who wants to wake up to their true potential will make it! When the numbers shift, the old human men clinging to the past will finally be overwhelmed by the many children of a bright and diverse mutant future!
 
 
(And to fit in better this time, there's obviously NO resemblance to Beast/Dark Beast, or even a redeyed Mister Sinister because Doctor Revelation is GREEN and a lady. Totally different, go away Marvel Legal team)
 

I admit, when I put up dropzone I had kind of missed the tongue in cheek 'any resemblance' bit. I am actually thinking of filling out  Kinematic's Group for my games so I figured this would be a good place to put up an idea or two.
Then I realized I missed a part of the theme
Still, for my own records, let me add...
 
Doctor Revelation
Riza Mendoza was born Philippines though she did some college in the United States. She proved to be a talented biologist, and had a fascination with genetics. She hoped to learn what she could to return to her home country and help one day reduce birth defects. She knew OF mutants, of course, but rather than finding them offensive or frightening ,she found them fascinating. She even wondered what it would be like to be one?
It turned out, she was.  At least, she showed up on Mutant Detectors. She discovered this back when Genocide was still intact, mutant hunter robots and all! Despite her lack of powers, or even any cosmetic differences the human eye could tell, a Genocide robot in battle with a group of mutants turned and fired on her! She was rescued, and that's how she stumbled upon IMAGE. The mutant terrorists were hardly high ranked in their organization. They were bizarre and strange... and beautiful.
Riza saw them, and knew they were the future. This was like viewing God's dream manifest, infinite genetic diversity in infinite combinations. The trauma of the attack on her had done nothing to manifest her abilities. She knew it normally happened in puberty. She had aged out at a mere twenty five years of age it seemed. The IMAGE folks had little time for her, and she, while skilled, was hardly crucial to their cause as she had no powers to bring so they warned her of GENOCIDE and.. left.
Riza threw herself into genetics with even greater gusto, earning her doctorate, and learning all she could of the cutting edge of the science, even going so far as to learn what she could from the black market of Teleios' techniques. Her own mutation was dormant, but what was dormant could be awakened.  Risking her life, she experimented on herself, and nearly died from the shock to her body. The days after the experiment, she realized she had triumphed! Her mutant powers were hardly earth shaking, but they were there. She was strong, she was agile! She felt full of energy, and indeed, her body was now athletic and toned. Of course, it was also covered in green fur. GLORIOUS green fur all over her body, soft and sleek. Her eyes were of a lovely radiant red. Further study would soon show she had also extended her lifespan, but by how much she didn't know.
By the time she had done all this, GENOCIDE was gone, the IHA arose to take its place, and sadly, IMAGE seemed to be dust. Then she heard of Kinematic. of his call, and his crusade. He sought out allies, but she? She found him! While now more nimble than a howler monkey and stronger than an elephant, Dr. Riza's greatest power remained her intellect and scientific skill. It was no trouble for her to salvage and improve a mutant tracker of her own. And she had an offer for Kinematic no other could give him.
"So many of our brothers and sisters are sleeping, merely having dreams that they're homo sapiens sapiens. I can awaken them from that sleep, show them who they really are. Let me work with you, and we will help them embrace the same Revelation I have. In time, I'll get you your army!"
Kinematic was no fool. He dubbed her Dr. Revelation, and put her to work.
The experiments don't always work. Indeed, there is a chance of death during the operation for any dormant mutant, and they don't always gain combat ready powers. Mutants come in great and small, after all. But Doctor Revelation continues to refine her work. One day, she'll have a high success rate, and every volunteer who wants to wake up to their true potential will make it! When the numbers shift, the old human men clinging to the past will finally be overwhelmed by the many children of a bright and diverse mutant future!
 
 
(And to fit in better this time, there's obviously NO resemblance to Beast/Dark Beast, or even a redeyed Mister Sinister because Doctor Revelation is GREEN and a lady. Totally different, go away Marvel Legal team)
 

Ruby of Fire
Kyra Azar is a pyrokinetic from Iran. She cannot create fire, only control it, but that control is wide spread. Because of this, she is almost always on missions involving wildfires and the like, for she can, with a brief moment of concentration, snuff out it out over a square kilometer! She much prefers that to making fire hotter, or using it as a weapon for she's a gentle soul.
Despite her power, or perhaps because of it, Kyra has some problems. She finds her own home government oppressive, and is often torn between protesting it and risking her family being hunted down or imprisoned, or defecting, and risking the same. To placate the government and not make a fuss, she dresses in a hijab, though she sympathizes with those who have spurned it. Unbeknownst to most, she is also in a lesbian relationship with an American UNTIL agent who is not a believer (Which is a triple offense to some). Were this to be found out, it would certainly mean her forced return to Iran, or put all she loves at risk.

Dropzone
Daria Bowsman is a former military brat who was raised on patriotic high ideals as she was carted in her childhood and early teens base to base, place to place, all over the world. She actually considered joining the military herself, mostly to follow the family legacy, even going as far as learning how to shoot guns when most other girls were more concerned with make up and Boy Bands.  When her powers first surfaced, Daria was not alone. She teleported herself and several students by accident  to the roof of the school, an incident that resulted in one panicked peer going off the ledge and breaking a leg. Daria had been outed as a 'filthy mutie'. The rancor stunned her! While it would be folly to say her life was free of discrimination, she had bought hook like and sinker the lessons her parents had told her about how everyone on base , regardless of beliefs, skin color, or creed, was an American just like her. Apparently, this acceptance ended with mutantcy. She saw the disgust in her father's eyes, and the fear in her mothers. And her parents said she would be going away where they could.. fix her, and make sure she didn't hurt anyone else. With visions of experimental labs or isolated cells... Daria vanished, reappeared a mile away, and kept on going.
 
That was several years ago. During which Daria traveled the world under her own power, and did what she had to do to survive. Some of her actions would have put her in the supervillain category, or even super mercenary, but it all felt so empty. Her idealism had been shattered, but the shards of it, the need to believe in something to have worth, lingered and cut. Then, at age twenty one, she ran into Kinematic. He had heard of a teleporting woman who worked as a smuggler among other things. He explained to her she was not alone though she had been mislead. There was no unity possible between the super powered and the norms; the latter would always fear the former. It was Us Vs Them. But the mundanes had a lot of advantages, numbers, tech, and more. He could use her help.
 
Where once there was Patriotism, now came ideas of Mutant Supremacy. Whether you hate the mundanes or not wasn't the point, Mutants were at war, a war they didn't ask for, but they had to finish as the victors. The only other options were slavery or genocide. Daria took on the code name Dropzone, recognizing that her chief use for the team would be as transport for the loyal. She can, after all, teleport quite a few people well over a mile at a time, or just herself with greater rapidity and reaction time. She's also learned tricks, like teleporting a bullet so it comes from a different direction or bypasses a barrier. She's even reversed the attacks of others at her back at the attackers. The fact she speaks three languages besides her own (to varying degrees of fluency) and understands some other cultures better also comes in useful. But she has no illusions; it's her powers that make her worthwhile. Oddly, her teleportation always makes targets feel as if they're falling even when they aren't. Yet another reason she took the name "Dropzone"
 
 
 
 
 

Wish I knew what to suggest that you probably haven't already thought of or tried. I do hope things get better for you.

How about Liberace Reborn. He is a dancing martial artist who can attack with sonic powers that can both shatter stone or control your mind.
 

Dropzone
Daria Bowsman is a former military brat who was raised on patriotic high ideals as she was carted in her childhood and early teens base to base, place to place, all over the world. She actually considered joining the military herself, mostly to follow the family legacy, even going as far as learning how to shoot guns when most other girls were more concerned with make up and Boy Bands.  When her powers first surfaced, Daria was not alone. She teleported herself and several students by accident  to the roof of the school, an incident that resulted in one panicked peer going off the ledge and breaking a leg. Daria had been outed as a 'filthy mutie'. The rancor stunned her! While it would be folly to say her life was free of discrimination, she had bought hook like and sinker the lessons her parents had told her about how everyone on base , regardless of beliefs, skin color, or creed, was an American just like her. Apparently, this acceptance ended with mutantcy. She saw the disgust in her father's eyes, and the fear in her mothers. And her parents said she would be going away where they could.. fix her, and make sure she didn't hurt anyone else. With visions of experimental labs or isolated cells... Daria vanished, reappeared a mile away, and kept on going.
 
That was several years ago. During which Daria traveled the world under her own power, and did what she had to do to survive. Some of her actions would have put her in the supervillain category, or even super mercenary, but it all felt so empty. Her idealism had been shattered, but the shards of it, the need to believe in something to have worth, lingered and cut. Then, at age twenty one, she ran into Kinematic. He had heard of a teleporting woman who worked as a smuggler among other things. He explained to her she was not alone though she had been mislead. There was no unity possible between the super powered and the norms; the latter would always fear the former. It was Us Vs Them. But the mundanes had a lot of advantages, numbers, tech, and more. He could use her help.
 
Where once there was Patriotism, now came ideas of Mutant Supremacy. Whether you hate the mundanes or not wasn't the point, Mutants were at war, a war they didn't ask for, but they had to finish as the victors. The only other options were slavery or genocide. Daria took on the code name Dropzone, recognizing that her chief use for the team would be as transport for the loyal. She can, after all, teleport quite a few people well over a mile at a time, or just herself with greater rapidity and reaction time. She's also learned tricks, like teleporting a bullet so it comes from a different direction or bypasses a barrier. She's even reversed the attacks of others at her back at the attackers. The fact she speaks three languages besides her own (to varying degrees of fluency) and understands some other cultures better also comes in useful. But she has no illusions; it's her powers that make her worthwhile. Oddly, her teleportation always makes targets feel as if they're falling even when they aren't. Yet another reason she took the name "Dropzone"