"Wait. Wait. Wait... My... shadow was kidnapped? You have got to be kidding me."
~NAME~
Olivia Susan Woods
~AGE~
18
~PERSONALITY/BACKGROUND~
Average. Average. Average. It's all Olivia's life ever was; Average. Average grades, average boyfriend, average friends, average family. Her dad worked as a principal at her local high school, her mother as a nurse in a local doctor's office, and her older brother worked at the BP, selling gas and other commercial goods to people who didn't deserve it.
In fact, nothing excited had ever happened to Olivia until that day. She'd been to senior prom with her boyfriend of two years and the next day was looking at the pictures online when she noticed something particular, she, unlike everyone else, was casting no shadow. For a moment, she thought it was some sort of weird prank that her boyfriend was pulling on her by putting these up (his mother had been the photographer). When she confronted him about it, it all started to tumble. He thought she was crazy, that she had lost her mind, yelling at him like that for something he hadn't done, said she was paranoid. She tried to ignore it from then on, but when she went to her bathroom that next morning to brush her teeth, her toothbrush was floating in midair and she screamed.
Luckily her family wasn't home at the time, having all gone to work. Olivia kept it to herself, distancing herself from her friends and family, eventually breaking it off with her boyfriend. She was having a mental breakdown. That was, until he found her. The old man, the one with the old book. He explained a lot to her in a very calming way and for whatever reason, she trusted him. She followed the man to the headquarters of what she would soon come to call the 'secret service' or SS. There, she met Logan, her new partner, among others.