: Alex Leigh
: Alex's weapon will be a sort of gauntlet worn on her right arm which reaches up to just below her elbow. The upper section of the weapon is metal for guarding against attacks, the lower section houses a mechanism which can fire and retract a chain with a spiked end designed to pull targets to her(or pull her to targets if it happens to be heavier than her). The hand of the gauntlet as well as the 'sleeve' over the arm is made of leather which the armor/mechanism are housed atop. The fingers and thumb are each topped with jointed metal and the finger tips are spiked.
Matter Displacement: Alex will gain the ability to displace matter in an area she focuses on. Starting out it will be difficult to pinpoint where the ability displaces matter from making it a bit random in addition to sending the matter to a random location each time. As she gains proficiency with the ability she will be able to more easily and accurately displace matter as well as control where the displaced matter reappears.
After it starts, you'll be forced in a line, and Baal will spin the wheel for you. It lands on your ability/power. What will it be? Initially it will be unyielding and hard to control.
: Alex is someone who could be described as rather lively but hard to get along with. She has a tendency to taunt or mock others in varying degrees ranging from simple playful teasing to very personal attacks on the targets character depending on the situation. She has a fairly volatile temper at times but is not one to outright yell or scream and will usually tend to simply boil while continuing with her regular taunting. She is not one who is very forthcoming about her real emotions in general, often just brushing any inquires about how she really feels off.
While she does keep herself carrying an air of not much caring about others or what they think of her, she is rather loyal to those she becomes close too even if they end up having a falling out and not speaking any longer. As such it does actually matter to her quite a bit what image others hold of her though she would not ever directly admit that to herself or anyone else for that matter.
: Alex was a bit of a tom boy born to a single father as an only child who would never quite know what became of the former relationship between her mother and father. Despite wondering about her absent parent fairly often the girl was not especially unhappy and did keep a good relationship with her father who spent plenty of time with the young Alex. Unfortunately as luck would have it, it would become apparent that the neighborhood the father and daughter resided in would become less than desirable as the years rolled on. Alex would soon realize that her father who had barely been keeping them above water certainly did not have the means to relocate them to a better location. For a while it was frightening, car alarms and gunshots could be heard nightly, followed by the blaring of police sirens. She wished it would just stop but the only thing that did were the sirens as the area became more and more unpleasant.
The friends she had eventually began to grow distant as they certainly did not wish to venture into the now dangerous. This caused the already mounting frustration within Alex due to the environment to start to bubble over. She began to crow more callous and easily angered, soon growing rather harsh and taunting to her friends which would be driven away. With the worsening attitude the girl who had been known as just a tomboy had eventually come to be thought as something of a delinquent. Through a bit of twisted logic Alex in turn had begun seeing herself as such and eventually drifted into a different social circle.
The circle she had ended up in was one that the more average students in her class would think of as a 'bad crowd'. In truth her new friends weren't truly terrible people, merely ones that earned their own delinquent reputation due to things such as poor grades, skipping class, being the types to argue with teachers or get into fights, the type of students with stories of poor home lives around them. Even if others began to look at her differently she found herself feeling more at home with the slightly down and out group, many of them came from areas similar to hers so they could relate after all.
Though mostly harmless they could still be easily described as somewhat trouble makers. They would get into street scraps or be found wandering around in places that were considered off limits for no real reason other then simply to do it. They were a bit of a nuisance but all in all they were little more then an annoyance. Still the group occasionally lamented the poor image they held in the eyes of others. One day while wandering around at night near the end of her last year of highschool, Alex and her friends happened upon something they thought may help improve the opinions of them.
Two of their fellow students being mugged within a dimly lit alley which lead into one of the poorer parts of town. Coincidentally, one of the victims looked to be a former friend and so she quickly pitched the idea of helping them and earning some good credit. The rest of the group agreed quickly, after all it was two guys VS several of them. They approached quickly, shouting and just generally trying to be as threatening as possible. However that mere duo were real
thugs. A fight ensured and things escalated quickly, one of the thugs pulling a knife against the unarmed group. For a moment it seemed their numbers had the upper hand until a sharp bang
rang out through the streets.
The second thug had pulled a handgun and fired. The group of friends and two victims stood shocked for a moment. Alex felt a thick damp warmth spreading over her shirt. Looking down she saw blood seeping from her stomach. The would be victims screamed and the thugs barked obscenities. Her friends moved to help but the thug fired two more shots into Alex's chest and leg, continuing to shoot at the others as the girl doubled over clutching her stomach. Her friends were forced to run from the shots, sirens could be heard in the distance causing the thugs to flee after violently snatching the purses of the students Alex had intended to save, who too quickly fled from the scene.
Alex was left to bleed out and die within the alleyway, having only enough strength to sit herself against the side of the alley walls. “I wonder... if she remembered me...”
would be her dieing thought just before her body dissolved into dust, sending her off on a one way trip to a certain limbo...