M A D I S O N M I L L E R
son of a mighty warrior | grinding of grain
Age: 21
Power: Siren
Danger Level: Red
HISTORY
Madison grew up in a wealthy family who had a big house in Nebraska. It was the place she wished she could call home, yet just couldn't. Along with her older brother and younger brother, her childhood wasn't something she liked to think back on. Her father was a business by day, and a demon by night. He made their lives terrible, and her only escape was her books that usually had theories of scientific management.
There was one other thing that the beautiful girl loved to do, and that was sing. She was always out shined by those in her private school who thought they were better than everybody, even though they were not. She was too nice to speak out, she wanted her peers to like her, and she'd do anything for them. She'd let them push her about and make her feel like she was nothing. It took her three years before she finally landed the main role in her school play. Though she didn't even make it through the third act and those peers she wanted to impress so much, threw water over her while she began to sing. It was then that the storm hit and everything went wrong. Madison wanted them to pay for they'd done, though she never had the guts to do anything. All she did was sing, she continued on with her act while drenched in water. She closed her eyes and forgot it all. She blocked everything out, she didn't notice the cries for help, the sounds of agonizing pain, the torture everybody was in. It was only when she opened her eyes and looked out that the bloody audience, they were dead in their seats, blood pouring out of their ears. She knew then, that she was the cause of this, she wasn't happy though, not at all, until she turned to the girls who threw water over her. Like the others, they lay dead on the ground. Madison was a nice girl, some called her the nicest, too nice sometimes. She wouldn't want to hurt anybody or see somebody in pain, yet looking at those girls, she herself smiled.










