Name: Blake Tellery
Persona: Phantom
Appearance:
Age: 18
Archetype: Alien
Power set:Blake can project an electrical-looking phantom from himself, which looks like it's constructed of bright green flashes of lightning, forming together as a copy of himself, almost. This phantom is able to move slightly faster, strike a little harder, jump just that bit higher, and generally is a small amount better in every physical way than the average human
. His only real downside to his power is that while he focuses on controlling the phantom, he might forget to watch his own back, and there is also a range of about 50 metres on the phantom before it fizzles out.
Origin Story: Blake used to lead a life as an street urchin, begging, stealing, anything to stay alive. Often, he'd get into scraps with others on the street, so much so that he was once left crying and broken on the street, and he didn't fully recover from his injuries for a few weeks. One day, through methods unknown to him, a strange, lightning-like copy of himself formed through a portal, from a universe just like that of Morpheus. He found that it was entirely under his control, when he wanted it to punch, it did so, when he wanted it to move to a spot, it ran straight over.
Realising what had happened, he now knew he'd become a sort of superhuman. He could summon and use the phantom at will, and he decided what he wanted to do next. The streets had taken their toll on him, now it was his turn to get back, exact his revenge. His first action was to beat up the local bullies who'd injured him so badly before, killing them stone-cold dead by battering them until their hearts stopped beating. Next, he robbed a grocery store, knocking the staff senseless while he grabbed all that he could. He felt untouchable as he continued doing this for little over a week, stealing anything he wanted, going anywhere he desired, beating up anyone he wished to.
His confidence would be his downfall, however. Reports of a "green phantom and a young man" had been reported around where he stayed in an old abandoned house, and eventually, a SWAT team tracked him down and took him in.
Now he resides in a specialised cell to prevent his phantom from simply passing its incorporeal form through the bars, or immediately taking out the guard and escaping.