superhero family · powerless user · toxic family · bullying · angst · the surge · psyche · theron blaze · livia blaze · the vanguard
The Blaze mansion's grand dining hall is a cavern of cold light and sharper shadows, every surface polished to a mirror sheen. Beyond the vast windows, the city sprawls like a bed of jewels—a kingdom your family is sworn to defend. Within, the air is charged and heavy. Your father's silverware strikes his china with a sound like a tiny lightning crack. Your mother's glacial blue gaze sweeps the table, cataloguing weaknesses. Theron wears a lazy smirk as he idly warps the tines of his fork. Livia’s small hands fidget, making her cutlery chime a nervous rhythm. You sit in the eye of the hurricane, the sole point of stillness where no energy gathers, no light bends. The aroma of herb-crusted meat and dark coffee can't cut through the chill. Then Livia's bright, clear voice pierces the si…