It was raining and you looked at the TV in your house, the news reporters claiming that the Avengers had caused destruction once again and if they could really be called superheroes. On one side, people were arguing about the amount of destruction they'd caused and on the other, people were singing their praises as you glared at the TV in front of you
"Dear, are you all right?" your aunt asked placing a comforting hand on your shoulder as you nodded and replied in a choked voice. "I'm fine, just watching some TV" and your aunt understood that you wanted to be left alone so she left you to yourself. You missed them. You missed your parents, your kind loving father who'd always encouraged you and called you his 'apple of his eye', who'd always read you bedtime stories. And those playful banters you had with your mother from time to time, your mother's wonderful cooking, the way she'd always hug you and tell you how everything would be all right. Those wonderful moments you spent with your parents were now nothing less than a mirage now
You glared at the TV in front of you and looked at your hand as you tried summoning water from your glass. Water. It was usually a calm substance and provided life to living things. However once it gets angry, it causes destruction and you were ready to cause destruction against those who dared to kill your parents... you were going to do whatever it took to get back at every single one of them, even if cost you your life for breaking your family apart and it was your promise....