A wet and slippery alley, a babys sad abonded cry rings into the ears of a heartfelt citizen who rushes this boy to the nearest orphanage. Knocking softly on the mahogony red and black stained door the man reluctantly hands the shivering and screaming baby over to the fat and scrunched face woman whos attitude stenched over the pungent rain. Once inside on the baby she could see clearly on a tiny silver neckalace was written in beautiful scroll , Phobieus Granger Arachnios. "Lets get you to a bed little Phobia thats all any of you nasty rats are", she croaked bleedingly into his soft ears. She threw him harshly into the crib that laid in the nursery with a few crammed babys in one sad crib. Little Phobia wasnt crowded however as he was asleep through that whole tragic event and didnt know his destiny just yet.

7 years later......
"He didnt even know his mother ha look at him his face is hideous, and i bet he gets it from his mum", Roland a chubby yet big armed and attitude kid harshed out at little Phobia, as he walked across the play yard his Orphan mates all playing games stopped and stared akwardly at him as he kept his head down, and walked passed Roland ignoring him as usual. "Hey where you off to chump did i say you could walk pass me today?", Roland sourly screamed to Phobia as he advanced out of the group of kid like thugs he hung around with, and headed at poor Phobia. "Eh ya deaf kid i asked ya question!", Roland threw out again louder getting closer to Phobia now, finally catching up to him and roughly twisted phobia around so he could see his face. Taking Phobias right arm he began to bend it quite akwardly as Phobia screamed in pain. "Beg for mercy rat face", Roland barked out repeatedly, but Phobia just kept his pain in and stopped screaming this time, something was different and out of place, finally he had enough of Roland and somehow stood up and brushed Rolands arm off of him, the wind picked up dramatically Phobia yelled in rage as he pushed his arms out towards Roland flinging him across the yard as Roland tumbled and flipped away from wher he had recently stood ,the wind died away slowly as the other kids ran and screamed in shock at what just happend, but to Phobia it felt well..... normal! Nothing strange at all had just accured here and now. Yet that didnt mean he could explain what happend just now with Roland, had that been him or just that sudden strong burst of wind that flung Roland so far away? The sour chubby lady called Mrs. Friegitan crowed out "No food for a week you stupid rat!", of course she gestured at Phobia, as she scooted outside to help her poor little Roland off his back , blood danced down his nose and mouth as Phobia realized what he was destined to become what he knew he must become...... a hero!