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Kameron was 19 years old when she first used her powers to save someone. She was a party with a friend she had just met at beauty school. She didn’t know the girl very well, but she was trying to make an effort to be more social, so she found herself at a party surrounded by strangers all in various stages of their drunkenness. It was a lot for Kameron, and she had to admit that she’d much rather be at home playing video games. This was only one night though, and she would be fine, at least she hoped.
Pearl had been nice enough to her, sort of taking her under her wing once Kameron had started school. She had put off going for a year after graduating high school, but she knew she needed to get going so she could get out of Tennessee. Nashville wasn’t too bad, but it was an adjustment that she had to make. Often, she found herself spending her time by herself in her cheap studio apartment, so getting out for once was probably for the best.
Pearl had let her borrow a dress, it was a little tight on her though and Kameron was feeling self-conscious about her muscles showing through. Pearl kept reassuring her that she looked great and if she hadn’t already found her soulmate she would definitely tap that. Of course hearing that made Kameron blush, but it also helped give her more confidence to stay at the party and try and talk with some of the people at the party. Who knows, she might even find her soulmate along the way.
The one good thing about Kameron’s muscular physique was that it kept a lot of guys away. They were typically intimidated by her which made things a lot easier seeing as she wasn’t into dudes. Unfortunately she wasn’t really the type to do any kind of casual dating either, she was just on a mission to find her soulmate and have a magical love story like her mother and grandmother both had. Yet, here she was surrounded by drunk people that couldn’t really hold conversations, and she was sure that no one would say her words here.
The words ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t realize this was happening today, come in’ were written on her hip. It was nice because it was something she could cover easily and no one had to know her business. Pearl’s words were written right on her hand which made it very noticeable to everyone she spoke to. It ended up working out in her favor when she met Violet who had introduced herself and when she’d gone to shake her hand she saw the words immediately. Pearl of course said her words back and they had been inseparable ever since.
That’s what Kameron wanted above anything else, true love. It was cheesy and annoying, but it was so special to her and that was what mattered. Her eyes scanned the party once again. Pearl had gone off to smoke with some friends a while back, and she hadn’t seen her since. That led to her standing in the corner and awkwardly looking around the room.
Her eyes landed on a girl on the other side of the room. There was a guy talking to her and she clearly wasn’t interested, but he looked like he wasn’t going to let up. She continued to watch them, intrigued. The girl seemed to be alone, Kameron wondered if she’d come with anyone. The girl seemed to eventually give in to whatever the guy was saying, and she watched him walk into the kitchen. Something in her gut told her to follow him, so she did.
She saw him pouring some of the punch into a cup, and then she watched him slip something out of his pocket and into the cup. She couldn’t believe it, she never thought she would witness something like that, and she didn’t know what to do. He turned to go out of the kitchen, and she tried to make it look like she was just coming in to grab a beer. Luckily he didn’t seem to pay her any mind and walked back out of the kitchen.
She stood still for a moment, unsure of what to do, but she knew she couldn’t just do nothing. When she walked back into the living room she saw the girl was already drinking the drink he gave her. Kameron was a little frantic, she had no idea what to do in this situation, but she knew she had to act quickly. She was a little buzzed herself, but not to the point where she didn’t know what was going on. She walked around trying desperately to find Pearl or someone else she knew but it was to no avail.
When she returned to the living room the girl and guy were gone. She started to freak out even more then and rushed to find them. Luckily she was able to fairly quickly. They guy was pulling her down the hall and she looked completely out of it. Kameron had to say something. “Hey you need to let go of her, I think she’s had a little too much to drink,” Kameron called out to him.
“She’s fine, I’m taking care of her,” the guy rolled his eyes.
Kameron stepped forward, “No, I don’t think you are. I think you’re just taking care of yourself.”
“Look just back off and mind your own business,” he continued walking. Kameron had no choice, she grabbed her necklace and quickly let it charge her up before racing to get in front of him and giving him a huge punch in the face. She may have used a little too much force though, because he flew across the hallway and left a dent in the wall. The noise of course caused a group of people to rush over.
“Courtney oh my god,” a green haired girl rushed over to the blonde that was now passed out on the ground, when her friend was unresponsive she looked up to Kameron for an explanation.
“The guy over there drugged her. When I saw that he was taking her I had to do something, and when he wouldn’t let her go I punched him,” she explained.
“Damn girl you got some force,” the girl acknowledged, “Thank you for helping my friend, I should’ve been with her,” she admitted.
“Kameron, Adore, what’s going on?” Pearl burst through the crowd that had formed. They filled her in on what had happened. She shook her head, “You sure are something else. I’m just glad that everyone is okay, except for that douche,” she pointed to the guy who was sitting on the floor groaning in pain and looking confused.
“I think I’m gonna go home,” Kameron said.
“Yeah, I’ll come with,” Pearl agreed before ordering them an uber back to Kameron’s apartment. Kameron didn’t explain anything more about what happened and luckily, Pearl didn’t ask. It was the first time she had ever used her powers like that, but it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
*
Two years later she found herself in New York City, if she thought Nashville was huge and crazy it was nothing compared to this. She moved up because Pearl had connections from when she used to live there, while she had no intentions of going back herself, she encouraged Kameron to do it, telling her it would be the perfect opportunity for her to meet new people and potentially her soulmate. Kameron eventually gave in and moved. She had been there for almost 3 years and nothing that exciting had happened. Well besides her part time career as an amateur superhero.
After that night at the party her thoughts on her powers had shifted. She no longer felt as though she could sit things out and ignore all the problems happening in the world. Since she’d been in New York, she’d been saving people on pretty much a daily basis. It was usually just saving girls and stopping robber type of deals. Petty crime she could handle, but anything more was a stretch for her.
That played into the public’s opinion on her as well. They said she picked and chose her crimes and that she wasn’t really a benefit to the city. She kept at it though, she saw in the faces of those she was helping that what she was doing was worth it, so she kept at it. She had also managed to get a fair amount of clients in the time she’d been there and was able to afford a shitty studio apartment in Brooklyn. It wasn’t great, but it was all that she had so she went with it. There wasn’t much left in Tennessee for her anymore so all she could do was focus on the present, whether it was saving people or saving their hair.
*
Brianna found herself left alone at a bar, yet again. She could only blame herself really, she should’ve known better than to third wheel with Aquaria and Vixen. Even after almost a year of dating they were still somehow in their honeymoon phase and always connected at the hip. Not to mention constantly slipping away to go fool around. So she couldn’t really be that surprised that they had left her. They checked before they left that she would be okay on her own, but of course she said yes. What else was she going to do?
Now, however, she was really feeling all the drinks she had had. She was tiny, and she really knew better than to drink so much, but without Aqua and Vixen keeping an eye on her she had apparently gone overboard. She had been chatting with a group of girls earlier but she couldn’t remember what had happened to them. She was just ready to go home at this point, so she closed her tab and headed outside get an uber and clear her head hopefully.
Once she was outside, things were spinning a little less, but her mind was still foggy. Cars passed in a blur, and she tried to focus on her phone for long enough to order an uber. She managed to call for one and it said it would be about ten minutes. She sighed and slumped against a wall while she waited. Luckily it was summer, so it wasn’t freezing outside.
She focused on her phone to make sure she wouldn’t miss when her uber came up. A few minutes later a man walked up to her. It was the exact opposite of what she needed, but she tried to keep her cool.
“Hey sexy, you looking for a ride home?” he asked.
She rolled her eyes, “No thanks, I’m just waiting for one right now.”
“I’ll wait with you, a pretty girl like you shouldn’t be out alone,” he offered, but it wasn’t a generous offer, there was a clear dangerousness in it.
“I’m good, my ride will be here in just a minute,” she told him, she checked her phone, three minutes away still.
“Nonsense, we can have a little fun while you wait,” he took a step forward. Her heart was pounding, her vision was still blurry and she knew she couldn’t fight back.
“You heard her, you need to back off,” a voice said from behind him, he turned around to tell whoever it was to back off, but then he saw who it was. She was dressed in her typical black cat suit and black mask to cover her face and hair. She had quite a reputation around the city, citizens and heroes alike viewed her as more of a vigilante than a hero, even though she had powers, she still had a lot of growing to do, and the general public wasn’t a big fan of hers, but in this moment there was no one Brianna would rather see.
“Now are you going to back off or do I have to make you back off?” The hero asked with bite in her tone. They guy was apparently even more insane than she assumed, because he stood his ground. The hero shrugged and quickly went in for a punch, she seemed to know he would block it however, because her leg went up to knee him in the crotch and while he was doubled over she hit him with another blow. She had a little mercy though, because she let up and gave him a chance to leave. He limped away, defeated quickly and she called after him, “Just so you know you’re getting reported.”
She quickly turned back to Brianna and once she saw that she was completely unharmed her job seemed to be done, she gave Brianna a small smile, “You should be more careful, there might not always be someone there to save you,” and with that she was off, up in the air and then out of sight. Brianna watched in awe and confusion.
She hadn’t gotten the chance to thank the hero, or tell her that she was in fact a black belt and could defend herself on most occasions. Her hand went to beneath her chest, where her words were, that was the biggest thing that she hadn’t gotten a chance to say, that the hero had said her words and was apparently her soulmate.
A car honked pulling her from her thoughts. Her uber had pulled up while she was lost in thought. She sighed and got in. Her mind still reeling from the many drinks and a missed opportunity. When she got home she went straight to bed, hoping her thoughts would be less muddled the next morning.
Luckily by the time she got up Aquaria had returned to the apartment, bringing Vixen with her. “You’ll never guess what happened to me last night,” she announced, rushing into the kitchen and pouring herself a cup of coffee. They both looked at her waiting for her to explain. She told them how she’d almost been attacked outside the club.
“Oh my god Bri,” Aquaria interjected worriedly, but Brianna shushed her.
“But then the mystery hero showed up and saved me, she beat him up and it was awesome,” she explained.
Vixen let out a sigh of relief, “I’m just glad you’re okay. We shouldn’t have left you,” she apologized.
“I wouldn’t expect anything else honestly,” she joked, “but that’s not even the best part.”
Aquaria raised a brow, “It’s not?”
Brianna shook her head, “She said something to me after she saved me. My words,” she pointed to right under her chest.
“The hero is your soulmate?” Aquaria’s eyes were wide.
“Who is she?” Vixen prompted.
“I have no idea,” Brianna frowned sadly, “I was pretty drunk and she flew away before I could respond.”
“Hey it’s okay,” Aquaria reached out to squeeze her hand, “you know who she is now and you know she’s the one who’s meant for you, you’re gonna see her again,” she promised.
Brianna smiled, she knew Aquaria was right, she had found her soulmate and that had to be the hardest part, right?