Terra is made up of so many statistics, it's hard to keep track. From losing the remote, to inverted nipples, there are more statistics than the world is wide. I wish we could go back to the days of such simple issues, such as war between nations, now we have war between worlds.
It's hard to believe something as simple as the Inhumans coming out to the public would go over so badly. Mass panic and fear of the unknown ran rampant. S.H.I.E.L.D. became public knowledge and after being disbanded for only a few years, was once again running. People still don't trust them after their brush with mass genocide, but the government has an open door policy about them now, as a show of public trust. That's where I come in.
Did you know that only one to two percent of people carry the gene needed to copy the Inhumans? No, I suppose you don't, that's one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s many secrets. What, you thought they would really have an open door policy?
It turns out I'm part of that small percent. Most of the candidates found, contain abnormalities like high disposition for cancer or thin blood. The probability of a candidate being of predominantly European decent is .7342. That's why I'm such an oddity even amongst the strange. I'm one of three candidates who have predominately Latin American roots, and the only female. There were more in the beginning, but I'm the only one who survived the "voluntary" testing. My abnormality is my abundance of red pigmentation in my eyes, though I have no idea how any of this affects the mutant gene.
The planet Asgard was the first to make contact with us back in 2013. After a family dispute between its royals, the eldest prince, Thor, was banished to our planet. We would have been completely ignorant had it of not causes us to become the target of his younger brother, Loki. It was after the second wave of attack, when Loki, attempted to rule our planet himself, that S.H.I.E.L.D. became obsessed with power, thus leading to its temporary shutdown.
Asgard was the first step, after that, other planets that were not even in our mythology began to make contact. One of our greatest alliances formed with the planet, Xandar. Our people needed representation, but a normal human would not do well with creatures some viewed as Gods, and the Inhumans were far too old and without public trust. The only option left was to alter normal humans in the hopes that they could rival Gods. Technology shrunk our world and allowed S.H.I.E.L.D. to run a program that tracked every blood test ever conducted on any living person on Earth, and that's how they found me. Had I of not signed up to give blood at a school event, perhaps I would have remained unnoticed.
Our first week into the program, we were stripped of our names and given new identities. I go by the name Tempest. Out of the twenty-four survivors, I was the one chosen to go to Xandar and play the role of ambassador. I'd love to think it was because S.H.I.E.L.D. took note of my leadership and potential, but in reality, they were just observant enough to note that I'm the most stable of the band of misfits they created. That's how I ended up strapped down and on my way to the planet Xandar.
