(( I claim… nothing. I wish I could. Any characters that are not my own, are property of Marvel… and they are awesome for creating them no?
….But it's likely that my own made up characters will be the most frequent… with occasional references or short appearances by other Marvel characters. The general plot is not mine… it is actually an old friend's and I may (probably will) borrow and mold their characters for this little story…
So thank you to my friends. If I find some way to find y'all or properly thank you I would… but for now this is all I can do. I will also specify what characters belong to who… and my inspiration for making them… well you'll see.
And now I start. Thank you for reading. Please enjoy… eww I sound like the thing from the movie theaters. …Right, sorry. ))
Dettora, Canada 2015
In Canada, the mutant gene, also known as the X gene was somewhat famous. People had heard of mutants, and though not all people were generally friendly world wide towards the mutants, there were some that extended olive branches. The Canadian government was much more… accepting of the mutants but had their fair share of problems.
In an effort to work through the impending fear and the distrust of the misunderstood identity of these mutants, Professor Charles Xavier created a long lasting impact in the society. As a world renowned telepath and one of the kindest people that many could think of, as well as being the leader of the equally famous X-Men, his life's work had been to help promote peaceful relationships between mutants and regular humans.
Though, Xavier's work was primarily focused in America. In Canada, however, another powerful telepath had started her own institute in the likeness of Xavier's. The Headmistress Kiera Delaurie was the figurehead of the Canadian Institute for Higher Learning, commonly referred to as Generation XIII.
((A/N: …As I introduce characters I will provide a little background into them. So bear with me a little bit as these are… interesting little distractions. Hah. ))
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Name:
Kiera Delaurie
Codename: Priestess
Age: 27 or so
Gender:
Female
Ethnic Background: Presumed to be Canadian or East European
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation: The Priestess is a known telepath. Her
powers are pretty strong and well-developed, rivaling Xavier's on
some level. Her attacks are mostly long-ranged though and with a
large power scale, she can be quite the heavy hitter.
Telepathy
Telekinesis
Telepathic Cloak – The ability to mask her presence or those she chooses as a type of field interference type thing.
Psychic Blasts
Mental Detection – Discovering another's presence with her mind. She can also vaguely sense which forms of life are mutants or not.
Psychic Shield
Neural Jumpstart – Increase of neural signals in herself or others. Basically she can help stimulate another mutant's powers but it's temporary.
Mental Amnesia – The ability to influence a sort of amnesia. ..Quite handy when dealing with regular humans.
Astral Projection
Occupation:
Headmistress at the Canadian Institute of Higher Learning
Appearance:
A dark and sultry kind of person, she's not one to spare anything
on her appearance. Standing at 5'6" she exudes a regal sense and
demands complete attention with her dignified air. A kind of person
that might instigate lust in others, she has raven black hair and
piercing black eyes. As expected, she's one to wear whatever she
wants. Her hair is tied with various braids and beads and reaches her
upper back. A calm expression always fills her face.
Personality:
A calm, cool, and collected person with a flair for acting like the
undisputed Queen and ruler of the roost, any sort of attraction is
usually immediately squashed seeing her demanding attitude.
Commanding absolute respect and loyalty, though giving leeway here
and there, she seems almost emotionless in how she deals with things.
She often seems to act as if she has no qualms about making hard
decisions making her seem… foreign and unapproachable to others.
History:
Early history, classified information
At the age of 17, she was put into a makeshift team of raw recruits of mutants in order to stop a wave of attacking aliens. The team, though somewhat dysfunctional, served the purpose and though one… notable member branched off by himself, many of the group became close-knit and some became the teachers of Ms. Delaurie's Institute, while others keep in contact at times.
Other: …It has been disputed whether she and Orion are dating. Ms. Delaurie offers no comment.
Inspiration: Actually the Priestess is not mine. She belongs fully and completely to my old friend… Thank you Crayola! She's so fun to write for though. I just hope I actually spelled her name right this time. Usually I just end up calling her the Priestess… though somehow I end up thinking of witchdoctors when I think of the Priestess. Actually I believe in her original state she was over 200 but I decided to make it a touch more believable.
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The Priestess walked the halls of her Institute with a calm and regal appearance. Her hair was done up in her braids while beads captured some of the longer bangs and made them manageable again. "Yes… they shall arrive soon." Her outfit was a low-cut black gown though the outfit had a slit in the right side that went up to her knee. She wore black-heeled boots that made an audible sound as she walked… something like: clip, clop, clip, clop.
"Are we ready for the new arrivals, Orion?" She asked turning her head. She was able to sense her comrade from a hallway or so away. Orion was probably one of the ones closest to the Priestess, something like her right hand man… or more accurately the Vice Principal of sorts.
"Of course. Everything has been cleaned top to bottom, mi amiga." The man spoke as he came from the shadows. His Hispanic accent seemed to ring true and his brushed a stray red hair out of his face and behind his ears.
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Name:
Raphael Castilla
Codename: Orion
Age: 29
Gender: Male
Ethnic
Background: Spanish. …From Spain, not Latin America.
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation: Orion is a strange mutant. His power is
mainly in alteration of gravity increasing or decreasing
gravitational fields around things or places. He can also manifest
his energy into powerful plasma bolts. When he uses his powers his
eyes glow a royal purple and his control over gravity requires lots
of concentration.
Gravity Alteration – By manipulating fields of gravity on objects or places, things can go floating around or just become a whole lot heavier. By manipulating this, he can make objects float like telekinesis.
Kilo Force – By manipulating the fields of gravity around himself, he can make his jumping powers double and sort of float by, or can increase the gravity making him a hard hitter in terms of physical attacks. He can move normally under intense gravity as well.
Star Strike – By gathering energy of neutrons around him, he can gather energy in his arms and shoot them through his hand. The energy bolts, called 'stars' by everyone basically, are royal purple in color and can come in sizes from small bullet sized to the size of a volleyball.
Nova Stream – By just plain shooting raw neutron energy from his arms, he shoots a beam of royal purple energy out. It can have a widespread radius, or be the radius of a laser pointer. The smaller the radius, the more pain inflicted.
Occupation:
Teacher at the Institute; he teaches World History and
Spanish.
Appearance: Standing at about six foot even, he can be an
intimidating figure among people. With a dignified and confident look
always on his face, it's rare to see him afraid… well…
outwardly afraid. Because of years of… reluctant training, he is
well-built though he slacks off just enough so he doesn't look
bulky at all. He is rather thin but capable of strength of someone
with muscles all over. His hair is a garnet red color and his eyes
are a mysterious royal purple color, though they used to be brown.
His skin is slightly pale for a Hispanic but he still has a natural
slightly tanned look. He can often be seen wearing robes or his
training suit which he altered himself. He is a fan of greens and
blacks, finding most things look strange with his red hair, and
conflicting eyes.
Personality: A self-righteous sort of person,
Orion can appear like he's arrogant though he's really not.
Though cold to almost everyone at first, he's a deeply sympathetic
person. Kind and generous, though somewhat strict at times, he's
very good at keeping things together, and providing balance between
him and the Priestess. Though not very approachable at first, he's
a good listener and tends to be very sweet though he's a bit
standoffish at times. It takes a long time to earn his trust
completely and once it is earned, it's hard to break. He is
somewhat a jaded voice of reason, often appearing cynical and
sarcastic.
History:
Raphael Castilla was born in Valencia, Spain. His family was a group of powerful merchants. His family was quite large, there being eight people in his immediate family, besides him. He had five siblings, being the exact middle between them.
His family, on a visit to Barcelona, stopped in a small pueblo town. It was there that his powers began to exert themselves. His eyes were the first real change, as his once chestnut brown eyes turned to an amethyst color. Things also seemed to randomly float if he concentrated hard enough on them. And as if that weren't enough, his final attacking powers emerged at an inopportune time.
While touring the small city, Raphael began to feel a burning type sensation on his arm and randomly, a purple bolt of energy fired from his hand, destroying a monument of the city, which was apparently famous. Being jeered and called 'el mutante malvado' his family was forced to keep on the move.
His father revealed to him that he was also a mutant, though his powers were only over gravitational fields, and that his own powers were an updated improvement on his father's, or so it seemed. His father was able to secretly train him how to use his powers and when he was able to move, he went to Canada, where he learned English and a bit of French as well.
He was soon recruited by the Canadian government for a covert operation and lumped together with a group of untrained recruits when he was only about nineteen. Their mission was to defend the planet from a group of aliens, and while they had no real battle training, they succeeded. The, then proclaimed, Orion became a close friend of one Kiera Delaurie and sided with her in creating an Institute to help others.
Other: Orion is thought to be secretly dating the Priestess. …He blushes deeply at the accusation but neither shed light on their relationship besides being friends. He often is seen slipping into Spanish at times. Raphael can speak Spanish, English, a bit of French, and a bit of Portuguese.
Inspiration: Orion is… I don't want to say he's my absolute favorite (but he is.) He's 100 my character I swear. Actually, the inspiration came to me when I saw the constellation Orion's Belt. And it made me wonder… Actually I was gonna make his codename a name of a star… but I couldn't find any that sounded good. And then I thought of naming him after a planet or a moon but somehow the name… Saturn (early choice) or Europa (…bad early choice) didn't capture him quite right. In the end I decided on Orion. …I then read Orion was a Greek hunter who was involved with Artemis goddess of the moon. I knew that but it jogged my memory. And up until then I'd only thought of his blasting powers when I remembered something about the moon and it's gravity… and then I decided on that as another one of his powers, though it quickly became his most used one. …I secretly support him and the Priestess together… haha…
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"Ah that's good. Ready for a new year? After ten years, you should be pretty good at this." Delaurie said with a slight smirk… that smirk could mean many things but by now, Orion had figured out her body language.
"Haha… well as long as we're prepared for explosions I think we'll be fine. It's good to have Demeter constantly working with the herbs. We save hundreds on pain killers that way." He said shaking his head.
"Hey no talking about me, Star Boy. You leave me and my plants out of this. Aw, they didn't mean it my little ficus… the lovebirds are just being noisy." The young woman now identified as Demeter spoke as she tended to a houseplant. She tucked a golden brown thread of hair back into her braid with a little effort.
"What are you talking about now?!" The now blushing Orion said with a bit of defensiveness in his voice.
"Relax, Raphael. You know Viola's just trying to get your goat. Right sweetie?" A man said laughing some at the whole predicament before kissing his wife on the cheek.
"Horatio you're no fun. …Oh wait. Did you see the kids today? Ahh… I'm so nervous…" Viola said with a slight twinge of nervousness.
"Relax, Viola. August and Phoebe are fine. They'll be here soon enough. I hope it won't be weird seeing their parents at work." Horatio said with a slight look of thoughtfulness. "Well… it's not like there was anything else we could do for them." He said scratching his head.
"Careful, sweetheart, you'll find another gray hair that way…" Viola said with a slight giggle.
"…And we're the lovebirds?" Kiera said looking over her two… married friends.
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Name:
Viola Baptiste (Now Viola Reznik)
Codename: Demeter
Age:
31
Gender: Female
Ethnic Background: Greek
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation:
Viola's mutant ability is that of plant manipulation and control.
Mother Nature – The ability to make any plant grow by speeding up the process of photosynthesis to an exponential rate. What nature does in years, she can do in seconds.
"Bio Kinesis" – A technique where she can actually read the ground and plant's thoughts. ..Though Viola admits their thoughts are rather simple and basically what the plant needs or feels.
Hybridization – Viola can cross-pollinate a plant by herself and can mimic a plantlike state.
Sprouts – Viola can generate plant life on her body and shoot it out and wield it like a weapon, changing its density and its form on a whim.
Occupation:
Teacher at the Institute; she teaches English, Psychology and German.
Appearance: Viola has the appearance of a Greek beauty. As
Horatio likes to joke she looks like, Helen of Troy. Her eyes are
baby blue and though she's only about 5'4", she has the beauty
of any goddess. She has long golden blonde hair that reaches the back
of her knees, usually tied up in a long braid with a blue ribbon, but
also can be seen in a tight bun at times. Often seen in girly dresses
or her own training suit, she seems to be quite attractive to others.
Personality: Viola is motherly above all… even before having
children. She is a kind and warm, outgoing and beautiful person,
inside and out. She trusts a bit too easily, leading her to get hurt
a few times before. She has always been a generous person but with a
lot of confidence. She's a real bold one, even butting heads with
the Priestess. Demeter's a real stubborn one and though
cooperative, she does keep her opinions fairly well known.
History:
Born to a family of all girls, Viola was always somewhat of a tomboy among them… which says a lot considering many see her as girly. Her parents had to work very hard in order to make ends meet in Greece. Soon they moved to America where the jobs were easier to find, and though the pay wasn't much better, they could get more of what they needed.
Viola's powers, being the only one to have them in her family, came as a great and wonderful surprise to her parents. They had prayed to the goddess Demeter (after nearly every other god in all religions…) for some way for them to be assisted in their plight for money. ...And as luck would have it, the Greek young girl was given the power over plants. Convinced that it was a gift from Demeter, they made good use of her powers. Viola used her powers to help maintain a farm in Kansas and later Wyoming.
Her family soon was able to support itself with astonishing results. The small farm became a plantation and Viola was able to attend the best schools, while her parents became one of the most influential (and fair) tycoons of the agricultural business. Soon the government discovered her powers and she was recommended for a covert mission to stop an alien invasion while she was only eighteen.
Before setting off, she bade farewell to her parents. Though the team was haphazard, they were victorious and soon found love with one of her fellow members. They would eventually marry and have two children in the same year.
Other: She has two girl children (that will appear later) August and Phoebe age 11 and 10 respectively. They also have powers. Use of her powers for extended periods of times causes random weakness.
Inspiration: Viola is… more for fun. I got into Greek myths for a school project. She's my character. ;; Though it doesn't seem like my normal thing. I avoid doing elemental characters if I can… somehow it seems so… cliché. But the idea of a Greek girl being Demeter… and her parents praying to Demeter… too coincidence you say? Oh and I like her because I wanted to see what a parent mutant would be like after seeing Invisible Woman with her child. I'm curious.
Name:
Horatio Reznik
Codename: Requiem
Age: 33
Gender:
Male
Ethnic Background: Czechoslovakian mostly, with a touch of
French and Hungarian.
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation: Horatio can control vibrations mostly.
Through the manipulation of sounds he can create quite a problem for
enemies.
Resonance – Horatio can manipulate vibrations created by people and himself to create louder or softer vibrations. With enough power, he can create earthquakes just by manipulating the sound waves.
Resounding Echo – By controlling and amplifying sound waves, he can create deadly blasts of sound. These blasts take the form of a small blast that is shot at an enemy. It has been known to smash through steel or break bone.
Dissonance – By identifying and disrupting the natural vibrations of any given object, he can repel it and send it away. This repulsion is mainly used for projectiles though it takes up the most energy.
Swan Song – Needing utmost concentration, Horatio can tap into a person's vibrations through their heartbeat and breathing. By doing this, he can then launch a secret attack on their body, ranging from the organs to the nervous system. With enough time, he can decrease a person's energy, or even mortally wound someone. But if his concentration is disturbed, the attack seems to bounce back and in the recoil, injures himself.
Occupation:
Teacher at the Institute; he teaches Mathematics and
Music
Appearance: A tall, dark, and somewhat handsome sort of
person, he likes to look like he's in charge. A smooth talker by
nature, he's best at actually diffusing fights simply by talking.
He's an excellent orator, being articulate and eloquent, and a
peacekeeper and mediator. Above all, he tends to play the role of
guardian to just about anyone. He is very friendly and a bit naïve
in fact. He likes to believe there's good in everyone though it
seems a bit outdated.
Personality: Smooth, suave, and just a
little out there, Horatio's a dreamer of sorts. A big spacey and
not a real great listener, he always seems to have his head in the
clouds. Though wonderfully brilliant, he's very forgetful and tends
to forget things he shouldn't. This of course makes people angry at
him. …He's not a real great fighter and if he can he'll avoid
fighting at whatever cost. Only few people make him angry enough to
fight. He really is a typical goofy father.
History: Born to
Czechoslovakian parents in Vermont of the United States, he was born
to a pair of poor parents, but had very wealthy grandparents, often
spending holidays with them in Prague.
Horatio soon saw the difference between the poor and the rich and became a religious sort of person, but more involved in charity than anything else. It wasn't until he was sixteen when his powers emerged. During an… inopportune moment, he felt a horrible pain in his head, and entered a cathedral so he could get permission from the minister to leave, as they were having a charity sale.
Soon someone began to play a few chords on the gothic cathedral's pipe organ. The pain seemed to sear through him and in an explosive display of power, he sent a huge shockwave through the cathedral. When he awoke, his powers had accidentally killed the minister when the roof collapsed in a place. The vibrations were so extreme that they knocked the face of a clock in one of the towers off and blocked one of the roads, and even shook a few of Prague's spires loose that tumbled into the streets.
Aghast at what his powers could do unchecked, he fled Prague and made it back to America. Soon he looked to control his powers, and finally doing it, he went back to Prague. It turned out, authorities had been looking for him and had discovered that he had been the one to damage the cathedral. For his powers, he was sent to join a group to stop the alien invasion at the time. While defeating the aliens, he fell in love with the one named Demeter and married her, having two children with her.
Other: He carries bells attached to his outfit just in case he needs to fight, so he can use their vibrations as a power source.
Inspiration: …Eh… Horatio is a modified form of an early character; Way way way back in the day. Haha. The thing of his supersonic powers were the same though. …I did struggle with the name, I must say. It was a toss up… between Requiem, Sonata, Ballad, and Aria. I decided Ballad wasn't what I wanted to say… Aria sounded like a girl's name… and Sonata, though I do love the word, wasn't quite what I was looking for as I added the power Swan Song. Requiem means like… a death song. And Requiem seemed to fit best.
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"We're married. That's why, dear." Viola said with a slight wink in the direction of the Priestess. "We'll behave once the kids get here. …Won't we, Horatio?" She said in a rhetorical way. Demeter didn't want Requiem to embarrass their kids… yet again.
"August and Phoebe are old enough to be here… oh it's just so sad… Daddy's little girls are growing up… Right, Mama?" Horatio said in an immature sort of voice.
"They're not even dating yet. Stop worrying. You sound as if your daughters are going to be married. So embarrassing…" A young African American woman said walking by carrying a huge box of medical supplies. It didn't take her long before she disappeared into her little office and came back in order to greet the new recruits.
"Good day, Dominique… Ya know, Magi, if ya keep on acting like that, you won't get any children of your own…" Horatio said to Dominique in a tsk tsk sort of way. It was fun to see if he could rattle her cage so early.
"Please do me and the world a favor and shut up. Viola can't you keep a leash on him?" She said sarcastically.
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Name:
Dominique Yvonne Rosalina
Codename: Magi
Age: 25
Gender:
Female
Ethnic Background: African American, born and raised in
France.
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation: Dominique, or Magi, is one of the most
helpful at the Institution. Her powers of healing but her more
well-known cosmic powers seem to make her stand out. Her healing
powers often have a backlash (will be explained… later in the
story)
Panacea – The ability to cure… for the most part, various injuries. Though it takes a long time depending on the injury, or disease. Time varies. There are a few things that she cannot cure or take too much time to cure.
Lady Luck – With the use of acute cosmic powers, she can make projectiles like bullets swerve off course or hit less vital areas of her body.
Creole Magic – With enough concentration, Dominique can actually manipulate things in the way magic does. She can create good luck, or curse, and inflict minor pain from a distance. It would be a bad idea to mock her magic.
Bewitch – She seems to be able to use her cosmic powers to influence people's emotions.
Statistical Readjustment – With a lot of concentration, she can warp reality and make things that should be nearly impossible a reality. This makes her a tough customer but takes a lot of energy out of her.
Occupation:
She works at the Institute, as a doctor. She is on par with the most
skillful of doctors. She also teaches gym and health etc and also
French.
Appearance: A gentle and almost frail looking woman, she
is one that seems to be overlooked at times. Her hair is deep ebony
as are her eyes but she's never one to appear without makeup. She
always wears nice things, a fan of odd trinkets. She always looks
very serious and isn't one to change for just anyone. For being a
doctor, she seems to get sick rather often.
Personality: Dominique
appears rather classy and all around distinguished to most people.
However, she is snide beyond all reason, not one for sympathy unless
it's a dire emergency. Prone to random mood swings, she can be
downright vindictive if she has to be. Most of the time she is very
curt with people though respectful. She also has a way of putting
people to rest, especially children, though with older patients she
seems to like to joke around… though she says it so seriously that
most people don't understand it.
History:
Classified Information – Presumed that Dominique was a genetic creation, crossing genes of a voodoo priestess and a mutant with the power to heal.
What we do know is that she was mandated to assist an operation for the defense of the world's safety against otherworldly invaders. There she became a sort of field medic while at fifteen and used her powers to help stop hoards of aliens by herself being a vital player in the operation.
Soon she was relieved of her duty after the crisis was under control. The Priestess offered her a position at the Institute and she accepted. …That's all there really is to it.
Other: Dominique is perhaps one of the wisest of all in the Institute and only alone with the Priestess can either of the two talk freely… except that the Priestess sometimes speaks freely with Orion. Dominique also has great respect for Orion.
Inspiration: Eh. Hmm… I read a book about voodoo and Creole stuff for an English thing… cuz it was a side thinger for the Crucible. Twas very amusing actually… I wonder if there's any merit. Actually, I was debating on her name as Magi… but I remembered the story of the Magi… not the ones that visited Jesus… the one where the girl sells her hair to get the guy a chain and the guy sells his watch to get combs for his wife… yeah… cuz Magi means a wise man but I can see Dominique giving up her most precious possession to help someone… even if it isn't smart, and her powers involve giving something while something is taken from her as well.
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"Aww, don't be so upset, Magi. He'll calm down once the students finally arrive. You know he's always like that around us. But really, sweetie, tone it down a bit, huh?" Viola said shaking her head at Horatio who looked like a crestfallen little puppy.
"Has anyone seen Crest around? He should be here to greet the kids too right?" The Priestess's cold voice seemed to echo through the halls. It wasn't like Crest to be late for… anything.
"You didn't know Kiera? Kwan's bringing his four children since they're old enough; you remember Laura, Nora, Orianna, and Perry?" Dominique asked with a slight quirk of her face.
"Oh that's right. I had forgotten that Crest was really that old."
"Stop talking about me guys. It's not nice. You're gonna make me cry…" A laughing voice said. "You have no idea how hard it is to force Mona to do anything, especially when it involves the Four." He said stepping forward.
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Name:
Kwan Seong-Crane
Codename: Crest
Age: 36
Gender: Male
Ethnic
Background: Korean-American
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation: Born with a distinct birthmark on the
middle of his chest, the power he gives off comes from it, giving him
the nickname Crest. He sometimes called the Black Swan or Prophet
Angel for his powers.
Wings – Crest can extend and retract a pair of black wings. Their wingspan is about twenty feet or so. Along with this, he is given immense upper body strength, able to lift a small car, while still flying. On the ground, he can lift a bus.
Clairvoyance – Something of a prophet, he can foresee certain things happening in the future. The visions are usually painful and cause him to lose power or sometimes faint.
Mental Pressure – Crest can shoot mental blasts at people (blasts that originate from the birthmark). These burst of energy can create a scrambling effect on a person resulting in pain, nausea, short-term amnesia, and disorientation.
Occupation:
Teacher at the Institute; he teaches Biology and
Chemistry.
Appearance: A tall, strong looking kind of man, he
stands well over six foot and towers above people. He has a natural
tan (being part Korean) though his hair is a messy brownish color and
his eyes are blue. He isn't bulky though he does have obvious
muscles on him and seen as an intimidating figure with his features.
His main feature is a birthmark on his mid-chest. It is black and in
a spiral like form.
Personality: Quite contradictory to his giant
size, he is quite humble and gentle. He is a guardian above all and
takes that title seriously. He seems like he always knows something
he isn't letting on and seems an enigma even to the Priestess. He
has proved his loyalty a few times before.
History:
Early history unknown. Korean government refused to release.
When he was about twenty or so, he joined up with an operation to save the earth ((…you're getting sick of this I'm sure… so I'll skip ahead.))
After the crisis with the aliens, he temporarily left the team he was so fond of. In America, he met a young woman named Mona Crane. The two fell in love and were married. A year or so later, Mona gave birth to quadruplets. They named the four Laura, Nora, Orianna, and Perry. Crest's wife knew of his mutation but wasn't sure how to react with her four children being mutants. Not that she minded, but she didn't want her children to feel threatened by other people who were normal. So for many years, she had tried to keep them close and not very close to anyone other than each other and the people they could absolutely trust.
Crest soon went back to the Institute to work as a teacher, while Mona and the children lived close by… just in case.
Other: Crest's wings apparently hurt quite a lot when they come out… But something in Crest's blood allows his back and chest to heal faster than the rest of him.
Inspiration: Hmm… what to say… Well Crest was more of something I made up on the spot. He was a culmination of a bunch of earlier ideas basically. Well I'd wanted to make a character with wings because I liked the character Angel/Archangel but I didn't want him to be a spin-off of that character. So I added to him making him more like a psychic angel. …The idea for the Crest was also made up on the spot. I'd wanted to use the name Crest cuz… it's one of my favorite words. And then everything sort of came together. …Oh and if you didn't notice I made a pun with their names Kwan, Laura, Mona, Nora Orianna, and Perry are K, L, M, N, O, and P. …Yeah.
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"You all come and go so quickly I think I might be getting whiplash…" The Priestess mused for a moment. It took a brief blink by just about everyone to understand just what she meant. But in the order they had all come in, they'd started to understand… slowly. The Priestess wasn't a good joke teller… oddly enough.
"We're almost ready now, correct?" Orion said hoping there would be no further intrusions.
"Ah! Oh no! Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no…" A young little flash zoomed by zigging and zagging back and forth. Along her way, she created little upheavals of random scattered papers from the wind she was producing.
"What did you do this time?" The Priestess asked shaking her head at the little figure that moved back and forth.
It finally stopped to reveal a young woman with glasses askew like her hair. They were big… big-framed glasses that looked awkward and when she took them off to wipe them she was squinting so it became obvious that she was nearly blind without them. "Well… I forgot… Eh… I forgot to turn the alarm system off so if anyone comes near the vicinity of the Institute's courtyard that isn't approved by any of us or isn't checked into the system will… be fired at…?" She quickly covered her head as she waited for the yelling.
"Robin…." Dominique began in a chiding sort of way. "Fix it. Now!" She said in a slightly irritated way. Who needed that much stress in one day?
"Ehehe… Well… Ms. Delaurie needs to put in the pass code that she designed for the system." Robin said with a slightly spacey look before looking to the Priestess. She took a deep breath and pressed one of the panels on the wall. The wall panel split open and revealed a technical looking device. The Priestess inputted the code, which made a delightful little ding as she finished. "Right. I'm off!" Robin said before zooming off again. In about half a minute she made it back. "Disaster averted. And the crowd goes wild woo--" And she dropped her glasses… It took a panicked look and searching on the ground to find it. "Ahah! The crowd goes wild again!"
"…She had coffee?" Horatio asked not asking anyone in particular. Everyone just sort of gave a sad little nod. It was obvious she had more than one cup.
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Name:
Robin Blackwell
Codename: Sonic
Age: 27
Gender: Female
Ethnic Background: English, Irish, and a bit of Seminole Indian
Affiliation:
Generation XIII
Mutation: Able to reach breakneck speeds in
relatively little time, her abilities are rather diverse thanks to
her imagination.
Super Speed – Robin can make it from 0-70 in under a second. At her fastest, she can run over a hundred and fifty mph. Her stamina is very low however, …not to mention she's clumsy.
Tornado – By spinning at a high speed she can actually create a small funnel, enough to capture a person in the vortex. The longer she spins, the more powerful it gets.
Maelstrom – By spinning in water she can create a small whirlpool.
Flurry – Robin is an avid martial artist, so don't be surprised when she overpowers someone vastly larger than her. With high speed, she can steadily weaken anyone.
Battering Ram – Though it has had bad effects (and comical ones), by rushing at high speeds she can bash into someone or something with enough momentum to dent steel.
Occupation:
Teacher at the Institute; she teaches Economics, Business electives,
and anything Technological.
Appearance: Standing at a… rather
unimpressive 5'3", she's got the appearance of a stereotypical
geek. She's a scrawny little thing and the only remarkable feature
about her is her glasses and lack of quality eyesight without them.
She has a short brown hair that's usually quite messy though she
sometimes pulls it back when she's working. It's not uncommon to
see her in goggles as well. She has soft hazel eyes and an assortment
of freckles.
Personality: A bit of a scatterbrain… okay not a
bit, she's a full-blown out of her mind scatterbrain. She's an
absolute genius though. She designs some of the vital technology that
runs the Institute such as the defense system, their training
facilities, the security cameras, and even down to the showers. She
is normally very cheerful and seems happy just to be of
help.
History: Nothing impressive… normal family… normal…
and then the alien thing so fast forward a bit…
Robin, after the incident with her team and the aliens began to attack, Robin went on a soul search. She went back to her hometown in Florida where she met a fierce opposition of mutant protesters. …Fleeing back to Canada (on foot) for fear that her parents and friends would be ostracized for knowing her, she met back up with the team.
It was then that she used her technological know-how for the good of the whole team and designed the infrastructure of the Institute and it's systems. She also began to work as a teacher though it's not uncommon to see her scrambling around.
Other: Her vision is absolutely horrible. People joke saying she's 'near sighted and farsighted' …She just knows her vision is bad.
Inspiration: Well, Robin is a modification of an old old ancient-type character. …The basic things are included, nerdy, geeky, clumsy… I couldn't think of an adequate power but then I had the thought of a clumsy girl tripping at high speed… and after laughing hysterically at the thought, that's what I decided it should be. …I also don't know about her love life… hmm.. she's more the type to fall in love with someone who's either neutral or evil and she doesn't know it.
"Well now that that little episode is done. …I think they should be arriving soon. Robin, please go inform the chefs to have the food ready for seven o'clock. Demeter, Horatio, if you would, please open the front gate? Dominique, I need you to go make sure that the rooms are unlocked for our guests. Crest, Orion… please help me in greeting our new arrivals, won't you?" The Priestess said rather good at dishing out orders.
"Aye aye Captain. Ze food shall be ready in ze galley!" Robin said in a geeky mock French sort of way, trying to get a rise out of Dominique, who's French accent was natural, and less obnoxious. And before she could face the wrath of Magi, Robin rushed off towards the dining hall.
"Come on sweetie, maybe we'll see August and Phoebe. Oh I'm so nervous…" Demeter said actually having to pull Horatio along. "Ah. The look of them in their training suits… Darling, I think I'm going to cry…" She said nearing the front door before opening it. Their voices still carried though.
"Please don't actually cry. You promised August and Phoebe…" Horatio said shaking his head from the doorway. Finally the large wooden (but metal reinforced) doors had been closed.
Dominique took a deep breath. "I don't think I'm gonna be able to stand another one of their lovey dovey attacks…" She had originally thought of saying they should get a divorce but she was truly happy they had found someone to be in love with. And with a few mumblings to herself, Dominique went upstairs to check on the doors. A while later she came back down to report they were all ready and accounted for. The names of the person or roommates would be on the door. Those with mutations that were dangerous to others or that might appear strange to others were put in rooms by themselves while others with less extreme ones were given roommates.
"Are you nervous Priestess?" Orion said looking to her. It was minute but he could sense her apprehension.
"No. No of course not." She denied it but Orion was right. She had been trembling a bit but now forced herself to stop.
And with that… the large wooden doors of the Canadian Institute of Higher Learning opened with a slight creak that echoed throughout the hallways….
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Chapter 1: The Beginning of a New Year
Next Chapter: New Arrivals and Adjustments
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((Author Note: Ah... tis done at last. Well first chapter. ...In the following chapters I'll start to work in villains and the actual students themselves. I have all that much planned out. It's just a question of how lazy am I to sit down and write it.
I hope to have a new chapter up... at least somewhat frequently.
Oh... and I'll try to add some regular X-Men (the original ones) into the story if I can. But right now I need to develop the actual main characters.
Those profiles are the most draining thing though. I just wanted to write but then I knew that just explaining the character wasn't enough. I like to know a little bit about the characters before I read anyway. Thanks. Good reviews are always nice... and encouraging.))