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• Unfamiliar with the City. She's new in town and still doesn't know many people or the layout yet.
  
• Big shoes to fill. She's known as being Windshear's daughter. She tries to live up to that reputation. Failing makes her feel like she's letting her parents down.
  
• Motivation: Protect the innocent. when they get caught up in superbattles.
  
• Secret Identity: Jessica Richardson.
  
• Annoyed at polluters.
  

• Alex Spalding. 18. Student at the University FCU, major undeclared. He wants to study History, but he's afraid it's impractical. Knows her Secret Identity, dating Lyssie. Has a prosthetic arm.
  
• Allison "Lyssie" Stafford. 18. Student at the University FCU, Engineering major. Knows her Secret Identity, dating Alex.
  
• Barry "Barrier" Reynolds. Hero with the Chicago Justice Authority - Public identity. Reinforces anything he touches to incredible hardness. Can also charge an object to stay tough for a few hours, but it is immovable until the charge fades. Ex-police, carries a baton and shotgun. Rides a motorcycle to get to crimes (and uses it as a weapon sometimes). He's the warm one of their family. Jessie can almost always get him to bend.
  
• Laura "Windshear" Richardson. Hero with the Chicago Justice authority- Secret identity. Air elementalist. Flies at incredible speeds and uses air as a slashing attack. Deflects physical projectiles. She is a perfectionist in costume and outside. She cares, but she applies her own high standards to Jessie, which leads to a a strained relationship.
  
• Twisty. Alien tentacle beast. About 15 pounds. Jessie's pet. It's green and photosynthesizes. It doesn't need much care, but it's very affectionate towards Jessie.
  

It sucks not having an origin story. Well, I suppose everybody has one, but mine is just like yours, "When a Mommy and Daddy really love one another..." You get the point. I suppose it's important to say that anything Daddy touches becomes as tough as osmium steel and Mommy can hit Mach 2.5. You know them as Barrier and Windshear of the Chicago Justice Authority. Big time heroes.
My childhood wasn't normal. My existence was secret. I literally lived in a fortress. Daddy was known - he was a police officer doing crowd control when Doctor Positron's force ray exploded. Barry Reynolds. So I could only go outside with Mommy. And of course security guards, just in case. Still, it's what I knew and I had an alien tentacle beast as a pet. Twisty was amazing.
At eleven, I found that the bathwater kept sticking to me. At first it was fun, but then I found I couldn't control it. It took a week to get a handle on it. The first three day sin the lab. It wasn't surprising, Mom being an elemental type and Dad being telekinetic. Power training was just added to my list of classes, and that was the most fun of all of them. Until I found out that training was all I could do with my powers. No field-time for me.

After a few years of this, I used my teenage prerogative to rebel. If I couldn't use my powers, I least wanted to go to school and have friends. After much discussion (yelling), they relented. It involved retrofitting a building with a secret tunnel to the Fortress, and some creative paperwork, but I was in school. I'd get to be popular, I'd go to parties, I'd ... get treated like the weird homeschooled kid.

I eventually found some friends among similarly exiled kids. Alex had a prosthetic arm from getting caught too close to a super battle and Lyssie was a big cape-groupie. I pretended not to care about her obsession, especially when she talked about Livewire. Inside I was #Ick! because he was like my older brother, plus he was a real slob in real life.

Of course I was just waiting until I was eighteen and could join the Justice Authority. I trained regularly, I had my costume designed, my name - well, that I couldn't pin down. I went through a dozen. WaterWitch, Tsunami, SeaB%%%~. Most of them were taken. Or stupid. As it turns out something happened when I was seventeen.

Alex and Lyssie and I were walking home from the movies. There was a bit of an awkward silence because A&L were on the brink of becoming a couple. All three of us knew it, but nobody wanted to say anything just in case it messed with our trio-mojo. I turned around started to talk, "You two should just ki... DUCK!" A fire truck was hurtling down the street when a camaro blew the light and the two became a tumbling hunk of metal. My training kicked in, "Call 911" Behind the truck, two more and an ambulance were blocked in because of the wreckage. They tried to get traffic to move, but everybody was gawking.

It was then that I felt the heat behind me as the burning building two blocks down blew out the lower windows. The fire hadn't gotten to the upper stories yet and you could hear the screams. I ran, zipping up my hoodie to cover part of my face as I went. A surge blew off a fire hydrant ahead of me and I swept into the water. Then it swept me forward as I flowed up the next building and across into the burning one. I felt the presence of people by feeling the water in their blood. Racing through, I burst into their rooms and swept them up in my wave and dousing the fire at the same time. Four adults, two little kids, a baby and a cat. As I set them down, one of the kids couldn't stop coughing. It wasn't my water - that was too oxygenated for somebody to drown in. It must be smoke inhalation.

That's when Mom showed up and boy was she mad. As she flew in, I flew the boy up to meet her, "Ground me later, he needs a hospital, Stat!" She took him off. By then, everything was calming down. The fire was out, people were saved and there was some sort of cheering about something. I was in shock when I saw Alex and Lyssa come by. And a news van. The reporters were asking me things and everything was going way too fast. In the adrenaline rush, I forgot my PR training. I said that my name was Waveform, knowing that it was a stupid name but the only thing that hit me. That's when Dad pulled up on his motorcycle and came to my rescue. He took over the press conference, and I was the latest Authority and their legacy.

Alex and Lyssie were shocked, but cool. They were sworn to secrecy under threat of memorywipe and I spent days telling them everything I couldn't say before. With them dealing with all the changes in me, they bonded and became a couple.

Being on a superteam is the coolest thing in the world. Being on a superteam with overprotective parents is the worst thing in the world. Everything I did was too risky for them. They were constantly breaking plans to check on me and it was hurting the team. After six horrible months, I was eighteen and I left. Alex and Lyssie were both going to school in Freedom City. So I decided to tag along...