Name: Cheetah
Identity: Cassie Blackthorn (secret)
City of Operation: Dallas-Fort Worth, Texas
Appearance: Tall for a woman (around 5’9”) Cassie is built along long, lean lines; she has the slim build of an athlete with slight beasts and little in the way of hips. She has shoulder-length sandy near-blonde hair and green eyes. Not pretty, she has a fine boned face a little too strong to be called delicate. Anyone seeing her semi-naked (very unlikely) will see the faintest trace of old pale scars on her ribs, shoulderblades and forearms. When out villaining she wears black, trousers and T-shirt that look like a close-fitting version of army fatiques with a leather jacket – these have a lining the equivalent of light Kevlar armour and a leather cap like an old-fashioned biker’s or chauffer’s cap. At other times she wears casual (if good quality) clothing, usually with a pair of dark glasses. She always wears a pair of top quality sneakers; the brand doesn’t matter, so long as they’re the best currently available.
Age: She’s not sure: maybe 26, 27?
Gender: Female
Superpowers: Super speed – Cassie is impossibly fast. Her usual running speed is slower than Redline’s (probably around 450 miles per hour), but if pushed she can run faster in short bursts (probably somewhere approaching Mach 1 – 717 miles per hour). This is exhausting though, and she can only do it if a very short time (less than a minute, probably about 30-40 seconds max). She can do anything more quickly than normal people, as though her body is always moving at a slightly faster rate than most peoples.
Claws – Cheetah has retractable claws under her fingernails - tests have revealed them to be steel-covered bone. If one is ever damaged it will grow back like a normal nail. While not capable of piercing metal armour, they can rip open lighter materials up to the softer bulletproof vests worn by police and she can claw her way through a wooden door, given time. They’re also an aid to climbing as she can dig them into mortar and scramble up walls (this has helped her escape more than once). Good for opening tin cans, too.
Healing – perhaps tied in with her accelerated body clock, Cheetah seems to recover quickly from any injuries – mild scratches and bruises heal within 48 hours, while more serious wounds seem to take about 2/3 of the healing time they would normally require.
Skills/Talents: She’s very good with a gun, approaching sharpshooter status.
She can hotwire most vehicles and is a good driver.
Equipment: Not much. She doesn’t usually carry much, preferring to steal whatever she needs. She carries a handgun and spare ammo as a back-up weapon, although she prefers to take guns from the bodies of those she kills when necessary and discards them when they’re no longer needed.
Weakness: All that speed comes at the cost of strength – Cassie seems to have a lighter body mass and bone density than most. That’s not to say she’ll break a bone if she trips over, no, but if she’s hit with more than average strength, it’s going to hurt. A super with above normal human strength could probably break something quite easily.
Use of her ability is exhausting – to stay in peak condition she needs to eat a lot of protein-rich food to supply the energy she needs. If she tries to use her top speed for too long she’ll eventually collapse and have to rest.
Bestial fury – if the right buttons are pushed, she will explode into animalistic rage and last out at all those around her.
She has a genuine fear of being confined. Lock her in a small room or try to physically restrain her at all, and you’ve just pressed her berserk button.
The speed at which she moves suggests that her body metabolism is burning more quickly than most, which means her life span is probably considerably less than most peoples.
Pysche: Cassie is something of a loner – while she can work with other people if she has to, she has no interest in making friends and values her personal space. Hard and practical, she is reasonably observant and quiet, though she expects to be listened to when she does speak. Cassie has a cynical outlook and says things how she sees them, regardless of how that may upset people – she doesn’t bother with lies, and people who lie to her earn nothing but her contempt. She has a very dry, dark sense of humour, seldom noticed by others, though she does laugh – usually at someone else’s misfortune. She’s more likely to warm to people who share her humour than others.
History: Most of Cassie’s past is a mystery to her – even her name isn’t the one she was born with, but the one she was given at her ‘rebirth’ (people that investigate will find that Cassie Blackthorn doesn’t actually exist – there’s no record of her on any official records anywhere). She thinks she was probably in the military, possibly in some sort of covert, more shady branch (legit? She doesn’t know that either; she might have been a people trafficker for all she knows) – at any rate, someone trained her to use a gun. She has a dim memory of a gun fight, of bullets hitting her, tearing through her flesh and collapsing, blood in her mouth. Her first clear memory after that is of waking up in some sort of hospital lab.
For weeks she was nursed back to health, injected with god alone knows what, made to perform various tests and being closely monitored. It didn’t take her long to realise that she was being used as some sort of Guinea pig; she’d always been fit and athletic, but now she as moving at an impossibly fast speed. Then there were the claws – they appalled her and gave her the determination to escape.
When one of the younger doctors arrived to give her the evening meal, she popped her claws and slit his throat. The guards were too slow to stop her as she dived through the window in a shower of glass, and were too slow as she seized a nice long shard in one hand and used that as a complement to her claws. Two dead guards later, Cassie had a gun and a quick dash to freedom pausing only to gun down the scientist doctors; a couple of flammable liquids set the place on fire quite nicely, and all records of her and what was done to her were turned to ashes.
Back on the streets, she discovered her unremembered abilities (to say nothing of her new abilities) were an effective way to get money, either freelance or as the employee of a rich criminal.
She met Redline when she was working as the chauffeur and bodyguard of a very corrupt, very rich businessman who liked the idea of a young woman protecting him. The plan was to arrest him, but in the chaos and confusion shots were fired and he was killed. Cassie killed the police who tried to restrain her, but then found herself being chased by a hero who was actually gaining on her. With a spurt of extra speed she managed to get away, and promised she’d find that hero again. Since then she’s turned up at various publicity events, or staged a few outrageous crimes just to draw his attention and make him look bad. She’s promised herself that one day she’ll see him dead.
She never calls him
Mister Redline, just Redline.
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