Alita threw her head back the moment Axel shut the door. She was so relieved that her uncle was still alive and she would get to see him soon. He had been the last person she relied on and identified as family before his sudden disappearance.
A few weeks after that tragic incident that took her family, uncle Ben started teaching her basic fighting and defense skills. The first time she noticed the red glow on her palm, she had been so scared and she hid it from him for days.
Her fear dwelled majorly on him throwing her out of his house should he find out about it. But since it usually comes on and off at random times as she hadn't mastered it, uncle Ben saw it one night when they were having dinner.
"What's that on your palm?" He had asked and she immediately withdrew her hand from the table.
"Nothing." She replied curtly and flashed him a nervous smile.
