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Name: Makoto まこと(Gale) Izumi
Gender: Female
Age: 17
PARENTS: Storm mentored her but her birth parents were Kaito and Jessica Izumi
Powers: Lightning and electrical currents. She can manipulate intensity of the electrical energy as well as form. She can withstand higher levels of electrical disturbances in her body than other people.
She also has the ability of cytokinesis (self healing).
Studying a mix of Chinese martial arts;
Baguazhang and
Iron Palm
- Being able to manipulate what voltage of power she releases during a strike (knows how to release it but can’t control how much to release)
- how to accurately generate electricity by herself
- the martial arts styles listed
https://www.osha.gov/SLTC/etools/construction/electrical_incidents/eleccurrent.html
Bio:
Makoto’s father was Japanese and her mother was Caucasian/Canadian. They lived happily together in a small home. At the age of 10 her father was diagnosed with cancer. He battled and they tried to get him the best treatment they could. In the end the doctors had caught it too late and he died when Makoto was 12. Makoto’s mother did her best to cope and continue to raise Makoto the best she could.
The loss of her father took quite a toll on her mother. She began to drink in secret. As time went on and the effectiveness of alcohol wore off, Makoto’s mom began to drink more frequently and in greater amounts. Often her mom would go to a local bar and not be home until practically the next morning just in time to go to work. One morning, Makoto awoke to the doorbell ringing. She opened it and to her surprise there was a police officer there. He explained to her that earlier in the evening her mother had gotten into a car crash while still intoxicated and died. In a way Makoto was glad that when her mom crashed, she hadn’t hit another car and killed others, but she was still pained by her mother’s passing. Makoto was 14.
There were not many people left around her since her mother had pushed most of their family friends away and didn’t make it easy to build relationships with people at school (not allowed to go out or have people over). Makoto managed alright after that, being in a suspended state of shock. Her world came crashing down one day when it came to the attention of her high school teachers that she was underage and without parents. Child services was notified and Makoto did not take the action lightly. It made everything real, she couldn’t just pretend that her mother was still out at a bar somewhere. It was in this moment that 15 year old Makoto manifested her powers, scaring the social worker and company away.
She tried to pack up and leave, maybe find somewhere else to go so that they couldn’t find her again. Maybe enroll in a night school or something to continue her education. As she bundled up and left, it was spring, she couldn’t help but notice that as she walked by people their hair would begin to stand on end. If she loitered people would begin discussing that it’s a phenomenon that happens right before a lightning strike, yet no storms were forecasted. It was all too close to the truth for Makoto and she kept moving until she came across a quiet area she could sit and think without hurting anyone. She closed her eyes, trying to calm herself down.
“Hello young lady.” Makoto looked up. There was a very attractive woman standing in front of her, talking to her. “You seem upset, are you alright?”
“I’m fine.” This woman made her uncomfortable. Something was wrong…
“Are you sure? Why don’t you let me buy you a hot chocolate?” The woman persisted.
“No thanks, I’m alright.” Makoto began to squirm and try to scoot away.
“No, you need to come with me.” The woman reached out to grab Makoto’s wrist, succeeding.
“No! Let go!” Makoto yelled, releasing an amplified amount of the static electricity she created into the area and the women. The lady cried out in pain, her skin flipping like scales to reveal many identities and settling on a blue face. Makoto was stunned, as much about the woman as she was about herself. She tried to get up and run but by the time she was able to recover herself, the woman was moving again. The people around had begun to shriek and cry out for help. Not long after other people, mutants clashed in a fray. Makoto seemed to be in the middle of it. Finally she seemed to land under the care of a team of mutants in black and yellow uniforms.
“What’s going on?” Makoto asked, trying to put pieces together. “Where are you taking me?”
“To a safer place than this where you can learn to control your powers.” A woman with silver hair said to her. Soon and with little argument from Makoto, they were off. It wasn’t long before they arrived at their destination, The Academy.
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