The Birth of the Shecon
Rita Faros had always been a spirited and bold woman, but her life changed forever when she met Falc Faros, the Falcon Second. Falc was the paternal uncle of Faro Faros and a legendary figure in Thundarr Forest. His strength, wisdom, and unwavering commitment to the Falcon legacy drew Rita to him, and their bond quickly blossomed into love.
Their marriage was celebrated with great joy and festivity across Thundarr Village, uniting Rita with the prestigious Falcon bloodline. Though Rita never expected to become entangled in the Falcon legacy herself, she embraced her role as Falc’s partner, accompanying him in his missions and sharing in the burdens of his responsibility. Together, they were a formidable duo, bound by love and a shared vision for protecting the innocent from the threats that loomed in the forest.
One fateful evening, during the Hunaka harvest celebration, the skies above Thundarr Forest were alive with dazzling fireworks. The village echoed with laughter and music as the people gathered to honor their hard-earned harvest. Rita and Falc, seeking a moment of intimacy away from the crowd, retreated to the sacred Falcon Cave, a place of great significance to the Falcon lineage.
Inside the cave, surrounded by ancient symbols of power, they reaffirmed their love. The world outside faded as they reveled in their connection, the bond between them as fiery as the sparks lighting up the night sky. Rita, full of warmth and trust, felt a sense of safety she rarely experienced in the dangerous wilderness of Thundarr Forest.
But their peace was shattered by the sound of the cave bell ringing—a signal of danger. Falc quickly rose, his instincts kicking in. “Stay here, Rita,” he commanded, pulling on his trousers and grabbing his weapon. Rita, still lying bare under the dim cave light, watched him disappear into the night.
Moments later, a scream pierced the air, followed by the sound of a struggle. Panic seized Rita as she scrambled to dress and ran toward the cave entrance. What she witnessed froze her in horror.
There, at the foot of the cave, stood Murder Dog—the twisted and vicious killer who had plagued the region for years. His skeletal face twisted into a ghastly grin, his laughter chilling in the silence that followed. Falc’s body lay lifeless on the ground, blood pooling beneath his head. A crude screwdriver, Murder Dog’s favored weapon, was lodged deep into Falc’s skull. The attack had been quick and brutal—Murder Dog had leapt from the cave’s roof, ambushing Falc with deadly precision.
Rita screamed, her voice echoing through the forest. Tears streamed down her face as she knelt beside her husband’s lifeless body, her hands trembling as she cradled his bloodied head. Murder Dog stood watching her, reveling in the pain he had caused.
“Poor Falcon Second,” he sneered. “He fell so easily. And you, Rita… you’re alone now. Just another broken soul in my wake.”
Rita’s sorrow burned into fury. She rose, her body trembling with rage, and stared Murder Dog down. “You’ll regret this,” she hissed. “You’ve taken everything from me, but you’ve awakened something far worse than you could ever imagine.”
In the days that followed, Rita swore vengeance. She donned the mantle of the Shecon, a mysterious and feared figure who became both an avenger and protector in the shadow of Thundarr Forest. Her transformation was fueled by grief and a determination to uphold the legacy of the Falcons while carving out her own path.
The Shecon became a legend, striking fear into the hearts of criminals and outlaws, including Murder Dog, who now found himself hunted. Rita’s resolve was unshakable, her sorrow driving her to become a force of justice and retribution. Though the pain of losing Falc never left her, it became the fire that forged her into the Shecon—a woman of unrelenting strength and vengeance.
