Stitch

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"Hello everyone. I'm Adrian Sol Riano, otherwise known around Millennium City as Stitch. People get the wrong idea about me. Hell, its because I gave it to them. I, for all intents and purposes, should never be a superhero. I shouldn't be a mutant. I shouldn't even be alive. But some power, I dunno what, thinks I got something to prove. So I keep coming back, like a cockroach. Gross. Anyway...I hope by reading this, you understand who I am, why I do what I do, and walk away knowing that I'm a person too. I'm not perfect. I get hurt, too. It takes a big man to admit this, but a bigger one to do something about it."

History

"Like I said, my name is Adrian Sol Riano, or Stitch. Before, I used to be real quiet and shy when it came to my "origin" stories. A lot of weird and scary things happened to me. I'll try to be as specific as possible when explaining, but bare with me, this is the first time I've come out with it to the general public. It will be hard. I don't like to really show emotion, I used to get bullied a lot for it. But, here it is. My life story. Every bit of it, not a single stone left unchecked. This is one hundred percent truth."

Born on September 30, 1993, to a small middle-class Hispanic family, Adrian Riano opened his arms wide to the world. His family owned a small home in Tucson, Arizona. He wouldn't be alone, however. Just a two minutes after his birth, his twin sister Marisol followed. Growing up in the middle of the Sonoran desert, Adrian didn't find many friends. When he and his sister were both two, his real father, who remains a mystery, left, leaving a jobless Mother to look after the two. Marisol was soon diagnosed to have a mild form of Autism, which made raising the two very difficult.

Adrian loved his sister more than anything in the world. He'd often color pictures with her, sing to her, and play with her dolls even though he'd rather ride his bike in the neighborhood. Their street had a few other children, a few years older than the twins, but that didn't stop them. Marisol was very outgoing and kind, polite and respectful. Adrian was more inward and reclusive, but once people broke past his barrier, they really enjoyed his company. He used to tell jokes, play practical pranks, and adored seeing others smile. Their Mother was proud to have such great children.

When Adrian and Marisol were six years of age, their Mother remarried. For the first few months, things were the same. However, the family soon found out that their step-father was a violent, abusive alcoholic, with a short fuse and nasty temper. Their step-father used to smack their Mother around, used to beat Adrian with a wet rope or cable wires, and used to pull on Marisol's hair and toss her around.

Mother was afraid. She sent Marisol to live with their Aunt Alicia, while the police dealt with this. Adrian was torn away from his only friend, his sister, and forced to deal with a monster. For the next few years of elementary school, Adrian was a quiet boy. He never talked. He did his homework like a good boy and all, but that was it. He became neglected as his parents were in and out of court weekly.

"One of my fondest memories was when I was three. I remember it was my third birthday, and we had this huge gathering outside. My mom was still a bit depressed with Dad leaving us, but seeing cheerful faces fixed that right up. Anyway, it was like three in the afternoon. They had just brought out me and Marisol's cake. I remember seeing the little candles on top. When all the parents started drinking a bit, me, Marisol, our friends Julia, Martin, Walt, and Yolanda, all sneaked some cake. Yolanda and Martin were brother and sister. I know Yolanda was the oldest, she was seven. Weird seeing such an old kid with us little ones. Julia was four, Martin was three, and Walt was two. Yolanda had us all eat and then we ran. We were crazy. So we're now way past our backyard, sitting in some grass. Then this little lady bug crawls up my pants and up my overalls. I remember smiling a lot, especially when it ran down my arm and sat on my wrist. Eventually, our parents found us and we got a spanking. Thug life."

Adrian eventually began middle school. Everyone started to date, except for him. He still didn't talk to many people. At the beginning of the 7th grade, Adrian began showing signs of another personality disorder, Histrionic Personality Disorder. He started doing things that seemed way out of character. He started tagging graffiti on school walls, lighting garbage on fire. He seemed crazy. He started being bullied severely during this grade level as well.

At the end of 7th grade, Adrian and Marisol's mother passed away after a brutal heart attack. Adrian thought he was being cursed for a some sin he committed unknowingly, and that he was going to pay dearly for it. His step-father, at this time, was in prison, and Adrian had been staying at his Aunt Alicia's apartment.