Name: Aiden Wilde
Nicknames: Wild Child, little shit
Age: 10
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Hasn't thought about it.
Power: Creates sparks from his palms, can create explosions from there. He can ignite anything flammable and make it explode.
How they got their power: Well the adoption agency he was at lit on fire at the time, and while most of the others escaped, he was trapped in the blaze. Something must have caught and soon enough the building was exploding. He emerged from the wreckage covered in soot and smoke coming from his palms. Everyone else was amazed he was alive. And then he screamed and explosions came from his palms and no one was surprised.
Appearance: Levi Miller with his wild ass hair lmao
Personality: Aiden definitely has a very explosive temper. He's pretty much pissed 24/7 and has trouble controlling his temper. He gets into a lot of fights with other kids and even adults. He also swears a lot. Not sure where he picked that up from. So sometimes you'll get very colorful language and nothing can stop him from doing it.
"Where's my fucking blanket?"
"Aiden, can you use some nicer language please?"
"May I acquire the whereabouts of my fucking blanket?"
"Where did you even....?"
For a ten year old, he has a lot of anger. Despite this, he's actually very smart and top of his classes.
Height: 4'6"
Fears: Forming meaningful connections
Likes: Climbing on people, fighting, getting what he wants, sleeping (he goes to sleep at a strict time), spicy food.
Dislikes: Sweet food, mornings, weaklings, being held back, most people.
Strengths: Human equivalent of a honey badger.
Weaknesses: Little bitch
Family: He never knew his parents, since he was given to an adoption agency, and he never wanted to. However, unbeknownst to him, he has a lot of half siblings.
Relationship Status: Single. Obviously.
Backstory: So as I said, he was given up for adoption after he was born. He bounced around to a few foster homes but never settled in one place due to his behavior. However, there was one person he genuinely liked, and that was one of the care takers at the center. She practically raised him, took care of him when he was sick. and held him when he cried. She talked to him after he got in trouble and put bandaids over his cuts and scrapes. He was always covered in bandaids. Her name was Diana and she died in the explosion.