So here is my version of the origins of Jamie Madrox. I tried my best to use the comic book origins and stick with it. So Tryp is a real character and he does that in the comics. There are going to be about five chapters, I have chapter 2 ready. To be published. I don't want to include the Fantastic Four so thats where I branch off. Enjoy! Oh and thanks to Jason for editing!
Jamie Madrox never had the best lives. He was son to two wonderful parents. They lived in New Mexico, near the Los Alamos Research Facility at which his father worked at. The day he was born was also the day when his mutant powers emerged. When the doctor slapped him, he caused one more baby Jamie to emerge out of surprised the Madroxs. They paid the doctor not to tell anyone of the incident. The doctor gladly took the large amount of money and kept his word.
They took their new baby home and acted like any parent would. The family found out later what triggered the duplicates to emerge. It was kinetic energy that triggered it. So Jamie's father being the brilliant man he was, tried to design something to help his new son control this power.
He succeeded, and the end result was a suit that absorbed kinetic energy and made the boy able to control the duplicating. The suit worked, well half the time it did. It was a prototype so sometimes it would break and Jamie's father would have to fix it.
When Jamie was six, the suit broke again. Jamie was playing at the park; his mother was talking to her friend on the bench. Jamie was playing with his friend Max, when he fell off the swing that he was swinging on.
Normally, the suit would absorb the force of the fall, but this time the suit had short circuited. Jamie's mother heard the screams of children, and she immediately knew it had something to do with Jamie. She ran over to her son, or sons. About three Jamies were sprawled out on the floor. Two were looking around and getting up, while one was on the floor, holding a scratched knee. She immediately knew that the one crying was the original Jamie.
She then remembered that they were at the park; everyone was staring at them. She collected Jamie up in her arms and tried to comfort him. As he calmed down, she asked him to call in his dupes. He absorbed them, as he did they heard gasps from the crowd. She ran, picked up her purse next to the mother she was just talking to, and blurted a good-bye, as she ran home with a startled Jamie dragging behind.
It wasn't much later after this event that they decided to move. Everyone in town knew of their "freak" son. They moved to a more secluded location, a farm in Kansas. They hoped to raise their boy away from the hate of others, which they did by telling their eight year old never to leave the farm for his safety. He went along with it, believing them.
The seclusion made Jamie very lonely. He never really had contact with others besides his parents. He did meet his other relatives once. Then after one incident, they swore that they would never come over again. So the Madroxs were a close family of three.
The Madroxs were not the only ones to know of Jamie's special abilities. A man named Damian Tryp heard of Jamie's gift and learned he was not regular mutant. He was actually a changeling, a very rare type of mutant that have their powers at birth. He wanted to take Jamie away and use him for his own purposes.
Tryp tried to talk the Madroxs into giving their son to him. Of course the Madroxs said no to this. Tryp, in a fit of rage used his ability to summon a tornado. It killed Jamie's parents instantly, and Tryp left thinking he also killed Jamie, by seeing Jamie's unconscious body. 'A waste of energy' Tryp thought.
Jamie was left alone, still alive and now an orphan. He was only nine years old, and had no clue what to do except to not leave the farm. He buried his parents and gave them a little funeral. Jamie then decided to get back to work. He used his dupes to help tend the farm. It worked for a few months until his suit broke.
His dupes would now come out at the smallest bump into everything. Having absolutely no control stressed Jamie out. Jamie slowly lost his mind. He had no contact to anyone but himself. He began trying to make fun for himself, he called different dupes by different names, and each came up with a new identity. He slowly went mad from the seclusion.
Jamie repeated the same daily routine. He worked hard on the farm, and then at the end of the day had fun. He had no knowledge of the outside world, as the electricity went out years ago. He only knew of the farm. That was his world. It was constant until that one day. The day Xavier came to take him away.