Jessi Hollander or Jessi Taylor as went by after she found her father was a troubled girl. She always has been. First her traumatic experience in coming to this world, then having her memories manipulated by Madacorp and of course being betrayed by her sister and finding out that her entire existence is fake has left her even more troubled and very very messed up.

But she was getting better. After finding out her real father things have turned for the better. She already knew what and who she was, she no longer had to hide herself and most of all she finally found someone who seemed to genuinely care for her. Naturally she still had problems just like every other teenager. Not fitting in, trying to resist the almost overwhelming desire to throw Hillary out of a window, really damaged relationships with anything approaching friends but most of all her problems centered around Kyle. The other half of her . The only one who could truly understand who she was, how she felt . Their connection was deeper then anything blood or love could ever achieve. And yet Kyle kept trying to hide who he was. He kept trying to reject the fact that he was special. He kept rejecting her. He treated her like an obligation rather then a friend. She really thought that now after all that they have been through they could bond. Discover their potential together. But Kyle was so docile, so unwilling to do anything. He just kept smiling that stupid grin and following Amada like a puppy. It was almost sickening at times.

Despite being preoccupied with all these thoughts her superior brain power gave her a bigger attention span then the average teenager so she was actually able to both think and notice her surroundings and when came home she instantly knew that something was wrong. Someone had been here.

She started doing a search of the house, room by room everything seemed spotless but she felt that something off. She had a really bad feeling. And when she finally reached her fathers room she found why. She saw him. Brian Taylor, her father, the key to her past lying on the floor in a pool of his own blood. Sadness threaten to overwhelm but her survival instincts were stronger. Faster then any human she reached for the letter opener and hurled it towards the presence she felt behind her. But the man reflexes seemed to be almost as good as hers and he caught it only a few centimeters before it pierced his head

"I am not going to hurt you" he said in a very calm voice. Too calm for someone who barely escaped death "I just want to talk to you"

"Talk!!?" screamed Jessi through her tears "You killed my father"

" He was not your father " said the man in the same annoyingly calm voice " let me show you why I came here" he said as he entered the room

Jessi was very tense as the murderer walked right by her. She barely resisted the urge to attack him with her bare hands but something deep inside told her that this was a bad idea. Not only his little display with the knife but everything about him screamed danger. From the way he moved to the way he saw every little detail in the room even to the way he was dressed. An expensive suit,blood red tie and black gloves. So she decided to listen to him. But she placed herself near the window ready to escape at a moment's notice.

The man in the suit went to desk and opened her father's laptop. After a briefed call to someone named Diana about needing the original information again he somehow broke through her fathers protection and start pulling out files.

"Here see for yourself" he said and moved slightly away from the computer

Reluctantly she went near the laptop. The mix of fear, hate and anger was still strong inside her but the calm manner of the murderer had confused her and actually peaked her curiosity

And when she saw the files she forgot all about the fear, anger and hate. There was only shock. It was all here. Information ranging from how Taylor had faked the paternity test to plans on how to manipulate her, how to shape her to become, a tool for Madacorp. She began to shake in fury and so did the windows. Betrayed once again from what she thought of as family. She locked eyes with the mystery man in the suit. She needed to know

"Why? She asked. Her voice was trembling from despair and anger."Why tell me this? Why did you do all of this?"

The man was still eerily calm. Neither the shaking windows nor the flickering laptop seemed to faze him

"Two week ago i was on a mission in Geneva. I was infiltrating a facility which belonged to MadaCorp. While downloading information from their servers I noticed a mention about your project. With some help I managed to dig deep enough to find out more details about the project, especially about you"

"But why come here? Why tell me all of this? " she could barely think with all the emotions running through her. Why did this man have to shatter her life. Even if was all an illusion she wanted to live that lie. She wanted to feel that someone loved her

"Because they used my genetic material to create you"

"What" did this man just said what she thought? "You mean you are my father?"

"Genetically speaking yes" he said and even his voice sounded strained" I don't know why myself but I felt the need to tell you this, to protect you. I can never be a real father to you. I don't even know if I am capable of love but I can teach you how to survive. How to become strong . Will you come with me?" he said and offered her his hand

His words were racing through her head. This man had traveled thousands of miles just to protect her to tell her the truth . He truly seemed to care and he didn't even know her. She looked into his eyes. For the first time since she saw him he showed emotions. He actually cared about her answer. And then she took a decision that would change her life forever. Change the world even. She took his hand.

"What should I call you?" she asked.

"I don't have a name. But they call me 47"