Name: Zion (05)
Age: Not quite sure ... looks to be in his early twenties though.
Appearance:
Zion is 6'0", weighs about 170 lbs. with a lean, muscled body. He has white hair and his eyes are light blue.
Alliance: ... Illegal, if you want to get technical.
Powers: Zion's powers deal in probability, altering it. His third power gives him the ability to phase matter and "zap" enemies with it. The extent of his abilities are unknown. He doesn't like to use his probability powers as he believes that for every time he makes "good luck" or "bad luck" the opposite luck is happening to someone, like a man losing his life because his gun's trigger suddenly froze up.
Bad Luck: Zion alters the probability field of the objects (and people) around him, to give his opponents bad luck, like buildings collapsing or the floor going out from under them.
Good Luck: A subconscious power in which Zion is able to initiate "good luck", such as dodging bullets, or making that lucky shot as long as he is moving and doing everything in his power to make that "good luck" happen, such as running around to dodge bullets instead of just standing there. He can't turn it off.
"Zapping": Zion visualizes how to range the object and he manipulates the monecular structure so it turns into the basic form of flow in nature but then accelerates it at such a fast speed it acts like a lance. The drawback is that he strains his eyes doing this. If he does this consecutively, he will eventually go blind.
Weapons option: A pair of knives with slightly curved blades hidden in leather sheaths in the sleeves of his jacket. The sheaths are attacked to his arms by two buckles on his wrist and a few inches further down his arm. When he's about to use them, he usually crosses his hands at his wrists and uses the right hand to grab the left blade and the left hand to grab the right. They're easier to pull out than put back in so he only pulls them out when he needs to. At first glance they don't look like much, handles wrapped in strips of leather and tape. If you strip them away, you'd see the handles are very old and handcrafted, none of that manufactured crap.
The blades themselves are sharp on both sides and are about a foot long, making them very dangerous to handle.
Contrary to what you may believe, Zion is a proficient martial artist.
Personality: Zion is very laid back and appears to not have a serious bone in his body. He might come off as rude because he always his earphones in his ear and if you try to speak to him, he may not even be looking at you. He's mastered the art of multi-tasking, though, so it's possible for him to listen to you and hum along to his favorite song, too. Contrary to popular belief, he listens to the music at a softer volume than most and there are times his iPod isn't even on, he's just wearing the earphones.
Zion doesn't get mad very easily and he's a really nice, friendly, polite guy. He's odd in that he does the most dangerous things for absolutely no reward. He's a firm believer in karma, and in the universe righting itself and even when he fights, he doesn't fight to harm, just to disarm. Big difference. He also doesn't kill unless it can't be helped. He doesn't need the blood on his hands, thank you very much.
Past: Once upon a time, the one who was to be known as Zion started out as few ever do, a test tube baby in a cold, sterile lab in Norfolk. He was a success after the many failures and the scientists were so eager to continue their good luck, they began attempts at cloning right away. Their goal was to clone an army of 00's and the fact that their investors were demanding excellent results spurred them on, and allowed them to do what all humans do: make mistakes.
Somewhere along the way, things were mixed up. They slipped and a scientist believed he was saving one of the copies when it was the original he took away. It was a mistake they didn't discover until much later, when the boy had disappeared and the scientist who had taken him away had been killed in a freak accident. The boy sought shelter in an old church, alone and with only his iPod to keep him company. It had been the scientist's and now it was his.
Zion continued to grow, remembering only his name. His powers were active at a very young age and his genes were near perfect, part of the reason he was chosen to be cloned. So for Zion, he believed he was normal. He became friends with a travelling hermit who insisted on once having been a knife-master. He even showed Zion his trademark weapons, and taught him how to fight using his dual-wielding, upside-down knife-fighting style, much like the martial arts of today.
Zion excelled at it and grew, learning the concepts of philosophy, peace, and even reading and writing were literacy was virtually unknown. He and the hermit travelled and saw many things, helped many people. The hermit made sure Zion experienced the good and the bad, the joy and the sorrow of life and that he knew that everything he did, no matter how horrible it seemed at the time, was done with the best of intentions.
And like all life, the hermit soon passed away, leaving Zion with the lessons he had been taught and his pair of knives. And his iPod, of course.
Character approved