
Flower D White
Flower D White:
Born into a hostile world where, because of her lineage and last name, the Navy hunted her parents down like rats and society treated them as outcasts no matter where they went, Flower was born in a garbage dump; her mother gave birth to her there while hiding from the Navy.
Some time later, her parents disappeared without a trace, so she had to raise herself from the age of 5.
Flower arrived on an island called “Wonderful Island.” In her innocence, she thought it would be a dream island, but she was completely wrong: there was famine, social classes, and above all, a wall—a wall that separated the poor from the rich. In the poor people’s area, the rich dumped their trash and, above all, toxic wastewater from factories. The island wasn’t recognized by the world government, but even so, there was severe discrimination, social class division, and deep resentment from the poor toward the rich. So Flower settled there in an abandoned house in the poor people’s section, but she always held onto that spark of hope, so she didn’t give up. To keep from starving, she worked at a grocery store. Unfortunately, she noticed that every Saturday the local mafia came to collect “protection money.” But even though she was just a 7-year-old girl, she knew perfectly well that they were bad people. Then, one day—a fateful day—as she was about to arrive at the store, she saw those same thugs brutally beating her 23-year-old coworker, a beating that nearly killed him. The thugs told him they’d be back in a week, and if he didn’t have the money, the beatings would turn into bullets. Flower took him to the local doctor, who decided he needed to rest for a month, since he had a broken bone and several injuries.
Desperate, Flower wanted to find a way to pay them off, but she couldn’t figure out how. One night, while she was stressed about her coworker’s health and the debt to the mafia, she thought about how she wanted to change the world for the better—a fairer and freer world—but she was just a girl; she had no strength, no agility, so she searched high and low in the area for a way to stand up to the thugs. In the process, she discovered a ruined library. She went inside and looked for books; her main goal was to find a book that would cast a spell on the bad guys, but instead, she found a rather peculiar book—a science book. She became interested in it, opened the book, and began to read. She stayed there until the next day, She left the ruins and remembered what she’d thought that night, so she vowed to herself that whatever she did from then on would be for the good of humanity, for the good of the people—and that’s when her altruism began to take root.
As she read more and more science books, she came to believe that science was the answer to all of life’s mysteries. So, after half a week, she created a defensive prototype. Since the store’s floor was made of wood, she began designing a trap so that when a hostile intruder stepped on the platform, they’d be sent flying. Flower began making her first calculations in a notebook she’d found in the same ruined library. After hours, the prototype was finally ready, though she hoped it would work—because if it didn’t, it would be the end of the store. The rest of the week passed, and the thugs arrived—a bunch of guys covered in scars, and one who had only one arm. When they reached the store counter, they began threatening Flower. She activated the trap, but it didn’t work, and she began to shed a single tear. The guy slapped her, and Flower fell to the floor. The guy said to her:
-“Where the hell is my money, you damn brat?”
Frightened, she didn’t answer. Lying on the floor, she began to cry. Unable to bear her crying, the guy pulled out his gun and pointed it at Flower. Desperate and crying, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and kicked the guy in the groin, then shoved him. As he fell into the trap where the other thugs were, the trap was triggered by his fall, and when it went off, they were flung nearly 30 meters—obviously, they died.
People couldn’t believe it—a mere girl had defeated the mafia’s henchmen, whom no one knew about, not even Flower. But the one who was flung through the air was the mafia boss himself. He had never left his lair before—why did he come out if it was only for such a trivial matter? Because the boss enjoyed watching children suffer. But now he was dead, and so the poor neighborhood lived in relative peace, even though it still faced problems like a lack of water or food.
During those times, Flower helped her community a great deal—so much so that, thanks to science and her ingenuity, there was already water and some food available.
At age 19, Flower realized she wasn’t the only one passionate about science. She read in the newspapers about a scientist named Vegapunk, and she decided to go look for him. With a little money she’d saved up, she bought a raft, said goodbye to her neighbors and the people who had helped her, and set out to sea. She started in the East Blue, making her way to the island she was headed for, so after some time, having gathered information from other islands about Vegapunk, she decided to head to the New World. She went to where Vegapunk was, on an island that would one day become Egghead, but it was still in the early stages of construction and experimentation. Flower remembered that when she was a child, aside from her main dream, she was obsessed with finding out what lies beyond life—whether there are other worlds, or the meaning of life. Flower asked Vegapunk to take her on as a student. Vegapunk was hesitant at first but put her to the test—to make sure she wasn’t just a science fanatic and that she could truly prove she had what it takes to be a scientist— so Vegapunk proposed a small project to her: “Microbial Fuel Cells.” Flower got right to work; it was very difficult for her, but Vegapunk admired her determination and willpower, and she finished it. Did it work? Only partially, but Vegapunk saw potential in the girl, and so Flower D. White became Vegapunk’s student.
At age 19, Flower—now a prodigious scientist and the best in her field—reflected on what had initially motivated her to devote her life to science: “string theory.” So Flower began to formulate theories about the universe and the multiverse, making calculations, hypotheses, and so on… Not satisfied with that, Flower began experimenting with material that hadn’t been approved by Vegapunk and was highly unstable. Vegapunk, of course, found out and went to scold Flower, but she begged him to build a portal to another dimension, promising to finance everything and handle all the work herself, so Vegapunk would only correct Flower on a few details and offer the occasional bit of help. That’s how they finished the “Arcadia” project, and then Flower tested the portal. Vegapunk was a little nervous that Flower might disintegrate, so Flower told him she’d be fine and that the only risk was that she might never see him again, and she knew that, so Flower said goodbye to her mentor and best friend with an emotional hug. She said that perhaps she would never see him again. Flower gave Vegapunk the earrings she cherished so much—rose-shaped earrings—and also handed him a letter with some beautiful words. And so Flower set off, prepared with some supplies and her beloved calculus notebooks, and so she arrived in New York City in 1938. At first, she saw huge buildings that, from her perspective, touched the sky. After spending a day in that strange place, she realized just how much she liked this world… When she decided to go to the spot—a shady alley where she had appeared—she saw that the portal was no longer there. Her calculations had failed, and Flower was left there in that unknown world.
Part 2:
Flower was stunned, and even though she already knew the risks, her stubborn thoughts kept surfacing—that her calculations hadn’t failed and that she’d done everything right. Flower went to a park, sat down on a bench, took a deep breath, and as she reviewed her calculations in her notebook, she analyzed them one by one and discovered the error in one of her many calculations. Once corrected, she set out to improve the portal; instead of something huge, she decided on something small and portable—in her words, “something that fits in the palm of your hand.” So, through engineering, she created the portable device that would help her on the return trip; she named this device “Apollo.”
Apollo had the advantage of taking her to a world with the exact location.
But for fear that the mistake would happen again, she decided to put the Apollo device away, kept her calculation notes, and decided to hide the fact that she was a scientist. For the first few days, she stayed at a seedy hotel, where the Apollo project was still in the development phase. After she hid her scientific brilliance, she decided to work as a supermarket cashier, but she was fired because she sometimes arrived late due to the distance between the hotel where she was staying and the supermarket. So she got a job at a daycare center, and, surprisingly, she loved being with the children; she was the best caregiver at the daycare, until her own coworkers conspired against her and had her fired. With no other choice, she decided to work at a postcard company; at first, they assigned her to work as a cleaning supervisor, but she was promoted relatively quickly, and that’s where she met her future husband, Charles Blazehyrd III.
Well, this is Alexander's biological mother; he had another mother, but I'll show you that in the future.
Soon I'll draw Alexander D. Blazehyrd—the first one I posted here on Reddit—but I'll do it as a remake. After the remake, I'll draw Alexander's father, Charles Blazehyrd III.