Hannah Ball

Real Name: Hannah Ball
Hero Name: n/a
Title: Agent 617 (police codename), "Star from Down Under" (press name)
Alignment: Neutral good
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Hair: Golden red, long, silky, straight
Eyes: Green, short lashes
Height: 1.70m (5'7")
Weight: 58kg (121lbs)
Blood type: A+ (A positive)


Forgive my terrible attempt at a first sketch!


Bust: 87cm / Waist: 56cm / Hips: 81cm
Muscle mass: 44kg / Body fat: 23% / Waist-to-Hip: .69

Hannah has light-colored skin. Her muscles are not particularly visible. A small birthmark is on her left forearm. Her face is probably a little rounder than in that picture, and she actually has eyebrows etc. She is generally considered quite attractive by most people.


Hannah is a natural leader. Well-spoken, charming and charismatic, and the former Head Girl of her school. She wasn't the smartest girl, nor was she the most academically gifted, nor even the biggest social butterfly - but she has an innate talent for inspiring others and understanding how everyone can be involved and contribute according to their strengths. She carries herself with confidence, although about her own abilities, she is always very modest and coy.

As far as anybody knows, Hannah's interests do not extend far beyond her studies. She seems to love her overprotective family to bits, even though they impose strict curfews on her and keep her from seeing too many other people. But secretly, Hannah loves superheroes. She is the ultimate undercover superhero fangirl, and used to fantasize constantly about having her own powers.

Now that she has powers, Hannah trains hard whenever she gets the opportunity. She is often at the gym, working on improving her strength, reflexes, and knowledge of combat. Though a quick study, Hannah's journey has only just begun. While on a hero mission, she would LOVE to try all the things she is not allowed to do as a regular girl because of her family's restrictions.

Favorite things to do when bored: Go to the beach, swim, do extra homework, watch movies about superheroes (secretly), read books about superheroes, do household chores, cook, play games (her favorite is called "Hero Academy 2")

Favorite foods: burgers, egg sandwiches, pizza, pavlova, banana split, tropical juice

Favorite colors: blue, black


Hannah is the daughter of Richard Ball, an Australian journalist, and Anastasia Ball (born Kolmogorov), a former Russian model. Her parents have never allowed her much freedom. Among the rules they have imposed on her are: no dating, no drugs (including alcohol), must be home between 7pm and 7am overnight, no watching TV, no social media, and so on. They also make her do lots of the housework and cook them meals. Every Sunday she goes to church, and every day she arrives at the university early for her classes.

Hannah has a part-time job as a waitress in a busy restaurant. By day she is also a student in university, studying commerce. Somehow, she still has the stamina to be a part-time superhero, too.

It all started when she began sneaking out of the house late at night, especially when her parents were not at home (although she's an adult, they still hire babysitters to mind her). She tried lots of different sports and activities she had never thought of before. She learnt how to scuba dive, and enjoyed exploring the local underwater wildlife whenever she was able to sneak out of class. Then, one day, she found a sunken treasure ship and retrieved a secret cache of golden coins, along with a strange light, in a large treasure chest. As soon as she touched the light, there was a brilliant flash. Hannah passed out, but reawakened washed up on the beach soon afterwards. Over the next few days, she discovered her powers, and used her commerce skills to hide her newfound income from the treasure chest.

After stopping a few robberies, Hannah made a secret alliance with the local police chief. She would help stop crime, and he would help Hannah to avoid her parents' wrath. This is much easier said than done, however, especially as her father's investigative journalism is trying to find out who Australia's newest superhero is. He has no idea that she might be right under his nose...

In fighting, Hannah first tries to coordinate others. If others can assist, her strategies and leadership skills really shine. Then, she attacks headfirst herself. She will fight with courage and respect. She makes no effort to avoid confrontations and in fact seeks them out, hoping to prove herself. She is quite strong for a young human woman, but her reflexes are still developing. One of her more unusual pieces of training is to swim out to sharks and crocodiles - and wrestle with them.


3. Agility
1. Endurance
4. Reaction
2. Strength




Flight: Hannah can fly unaided. Her speed is much faster than a jumbo jet. Hannah can control her flight without much difficulty, but only has human reaction speeds. When flying low she tends to crash into things. Hannah can always slow down as fast as she pleases, and as such takes no damage from falling. As she flies, she leaves behind a streak of light in the sky.

Flight speed: Apparently, her ability to fly at speed is a power in and of itself. Her speed is mostly limited by practicality - if you have ever tried to go on an amusement park ride that has you going over 100km/h you know how uncomfortable that can be, especially to somebody as sickly as Hannah. Furthermore, she lacks the agility to avoid obstacles and so on at speed. However, in theory she could beat the Concorde in a race. Practically it would be stupid for her to even attempt it, but in theory she can. To put it briefly, her maximum flying speed is hypersonic, but usually she'd fly no faster than a car on a highway (much, much slower than aircraft).

Body of Light: Hannah can pass through anything that light can pass through, such as windows. She clearly glows in the dark (extremely inconvenient for her given her family situation!) while she is charged, her skin is always radiant, and she feels much weaker when in shadow, but much stronger when in light. Light gives her instant energy and speeds up her healing, replacing the need for sleep, food, or drink. She is unable to be blinded. Also, light based attacks (such as lasers) are ineffective against her. She is not, however, incorporeal, and will sustain normal damage from most attacks.

Light Strike: An unarmed strike from Hannah will deal more damage than usual. The additional damage is in the form of slight burn damage from exposure to light radiation. It also tends to produce a burst of very bright light, which usually blinds her foes (if they see in the normal light-based way), but can blind nearby allies as well.


Bravado: Hannah tends to jump headfirst into danger. She's more likely to need rescuing herself than rescue anybody as she doesn't have a good sense of risk. As a secondary consequence, Hannah tends to get herself injured, which really stacks in a poor way with her other weaknesses.

Secret Identity: Hannah is very popular in college. She tends to attract new admirers, random stalkers and hangers-on in every adventure she goes on. Not to mention that, even at her age, her father still hires babysitters to make sure she stays safe and away from trouble. Some of these babysitters are *very* dedicated to their jobs. And her father is tracing down who the new hero really is! Hannah has almost no privacy in her life. Hannah must constantly explain away her random absences, injuries and such, without raising suspicion. She is uncontrollably afraid of her secret being revealed: a villain telling her that she'll be killed is less effective than telling her that they'll call her parents.

Sickly: Hannah has lived a sheltered, protected life. Even now in the restaurant where she works, she often becomes unwell, being not used to having germs and such around. Hannah is vulnerable to disease, poisons and other biological maladies. She becomes ill much more readily than even a normal human, and she suffers the effects of illness more than usual too.

Light Charge: Hannah has a fixed amount of power inside her, and can charge up to 2 hours of power use from 1 hour in a very bright environment, such as the sun. She cannot use her powers for more than 5 hours in a setting that is less bright than that, such as: the shade, twilight, a cloudy day, most artificial lights (at home or on the street etc) and so on.


Skinsuit: Hannah has a catsuit/wetsuit-like suit which she can wear when on a mission where she needs to be stealthy (although she prefers not to do this). The suit is designed to allow light in but not out, so from the outside it appears dark, but Hannah doesn't suffer any significant penalties to her powers. Furthermore, the suit provides a basic level of protection against cold.

Goggles: Hannah's skinsuit has an eye opening, and she often wears goggles over this. The goggles allow her to activate infrared and heat vision. They have attached earpieces, allowing her to scan for and hear radio transmissions.

Gloves of Coherence: These small gloves fit over Hannah's hands. They filter the light waves produced by Hannah's Light Strike ability into a narrow spectrum. Instead of producing a flash, therefore, her punches will produce a fist-shaped laser beam that travels in the direction she was punching. One flying fist on its own is not particularly damaging. Repeated hits, though, will start to seriously burn those she attacks, even to the point of vaporizing their skin.

Charging port: a slightly modified sunbed that Hannah keeps hidden in her parents' basement. She can use this to charge her powers when her powers run low (if she can get in there undetected).

Other personal treasures: her surfboard, the chest in which she found the gold, her laptop, and her posters of her favorite heroes




Birthday: February 18
Star sign: Aquarius

On her death, Hannah's body will immediately disintegrate with a flash, leaving behind a speck of light just as Hannah had found it. The next human (with no superpowers) who touches the mysterious floating point of light will gain the same superpowers Hannah had.

For some reason, Hannah has had dreams her whole life of commanding legions of soldiers and terrible beasts of war on ancient battlefields, as though she were a reincarnation of a powerful ancient general. She keeps these a secret and hopes that she isn't crazy.


Now was the time of the evening when the club was beginning to empty, as most of its drunk patrons sauntered towards more lewd establishments. Hannah stayed at the bar, where she had been spending most of her time avoiding awkward questions about why she was literally one of the brightest objects in the room. She missed the days when she could let loose on the dance floor without immediately giving away her secret identity. Besides, she was already starting to get a headache.

"Hey gurl, where'd you get those muscles?" taunted some drunk bodybuilder sitting next to her. It was ironic, because although Hannah was no slouch, she hardly had enough time to work out seriously. Though she still was clearly stronger than most women, he was clearly the stronger person in the exchange. But Hannah could do much worse than to humor him, since he wasn't pointing out the obvious issue with Hannah's body, being that it could clearly double as a night light.

"Why, how do you think they look?" she asked, flexing her arm in the most bored way possible. The gorilla-like man looked at the arm with some interest before chugging down the last of his cheap beer from the jug he was drinking from.

"Noice" he replied "You should come down to my gym for a bit of a 'private session,' if you know what I mean"

Hannah rolled her eyes. "Not interested," she said firmly, "I've got to go home soon anyway. I'm getting tired."

At this, the man grabbed her still-flexed arm with a vice-like hand. "It's simple, gurl" he said, looking at her dead in the eye with the stench of alcohol in his breath "Either we do it at my place - or we do it right here in the bathrooms."

"Hey, dude, lay off, ok?" asked the barkeep, calmly walking up to the pair as he tried to defuse the situation.

"F*** you!" said the man, delivering a swift uppercut to the barkeep. Immediately the barkeep was flung backwards, shattering glasses and precious bottles of alcohol. He fell to the ground with a thud, in a mess of glass, alcohol and blood. The sound was tremendous - so much so that the DJ stopped the music and everyone in the club turned to look at the man, who still hadn't taken his eyes off Hannah.

"Now let's hope nobody else tries to play hero, babe" he said, dragging her by the arm towards the bathrooms "Or else the sexy body you're looking at is going to have to do some really dirty things."

"I tried to say no," she muttered to him as the crowds watched, feeling helpless at the sight of the huge beast forcing around the small beauty, "So now you're going to find out that you've messed with the wrong woman."

"Ha! We'll see about that" he said, almost tearing the bathroom door off its hinges as he tossed Hannah inside.

The crowd watched as the door slammed shut. There was a short pause. Some people went over to help the injured barkeep, who seemed to be seriously hurt. But mostly, the crowd simply stood outside the bathroom, as though choosing the right moment to enter.

Then, all of a sudden, there was a bright flash from inside the bathroom, silhouetted by the door. People covered their eyes as they heard an ear-piercing scream come out of the bathroom - but it sounded more like the man's than Hannah's. Two more flashes followed in quick succession, at which point the screaming stopped.

"What was that?" the crowd said to each other in wonder. Slowly they moved to approach the door. One young man reached the door handle, feeling the attacker's sweat still fresh on the brass. Then, after a moment's hesitation, he flung open the door and the crowd gasped in shock.

The man was lying on the ground, clearly unconscious. Both of his eyes seemed burnt right out of his skull, and his eye sockets were surrounded by red fist marks. The man had taken his shirt off, allowing a third punch-mark right in the gut to be clearly visible. On his chest was placed a small note: "Hope this changes how you look at women," it read. As for Hannah, she was nowhere to be found. The only opening the crowd could see was a window, but that was on a stay specifically so people couldn't get out that way. It also was quite apparent that nothing had been tampered with.

After a few moments of shock, the crowd began talking to each other:
"Was that the star?"
"That guy could have been so dead."
"He was such a jerk anyway! Glad she did something!"
"The star's my favorite superhero! She's so strong!"
"Have you heard that she can fly?"
"Do you think she can go invisible?"
"I reckon she's kinda cute"
"Hey, do you want your eyes burnt out too?"
"No! I'd never do anything like what he did, I just think she's beautiful, that's all."

Soon afterwards the police and ambulance arrived. The man was later arrested for battery and attempted rape. But as for the Star, well, she avoided that part of town going forward.

The following morning, Hannah was in her pajamas, eating cereal for breakfast. Her dad was across her at the table, reading the newspaper.
"Can you believe that the star from down under was in Brisbane last night?" he grumbled.
"No, dad" replied Hannah innocently.
"Hm - this security camera photo - somehow her face looks familiar" he said, before looking up again at his daughter "Like I've seen her before somewhere ... but where?"
"Well, um, I hope you find her" replied Hannah with a smile, nervously hoping he wouldn't make the connection, "Maybe see if you can interview some of the people in Brisbane?"
"Good idea" he said, tossing his paper messily on the table "I should go to work. Make sure you do all your chores before you go to study."
"Yes, daddy" she said sweetly, standing up and giving him a hug.