@pyromanName: Nate Snider
 
Alias:Refract

Position: Student

Abilities/powers: Support:Increased mass.(Wt-520lb. Ht-5"2', husky) Minor:Adheasion (AKA wall walk.) Minor:Bend Light
		  Major: Multiple selves. (Currently he can only make one duplicate of himself.  As he matures and ages he wil be able to gain 	

	  more.)

Sex: Male
 
Age/Date of Birth:13 June 29th, 1986
 
General appearance: Short and Stocky, hair:dirty blond, skin: tan. Hazel eyes that seem to change color depending on his mood from greenish to blue when calm to redish when angered.
 
Additional Appearance/costume:Black pants, steel toed boots, leather jacket, dark blue, red, green or black shirts.  
Personality: At first glance he seems standoffish and high and mighty, stemming from a lack of trust in others.  When befriended he is wolfishly protective and shows a darker humor.  Being the child of military personel who were scientists, he is blessed (or cursed) with a mind that recalls almost all it encounters and his childhood consisted of training from the time he could walk.
   
Special Skills: Hand to hand Martial arts, boxing, Prowling, wrestling, Military Etiquette, basic radio usage, Rifle handling, Basic 
electronics and mechanics, Demolitions use and disposal and underwater Demolition, Pilotig automobiles, Hunting, land nav, identifying plants and fruits, Preserve food, skin and prepare animal hides, cooking.

Place of birth: Denver Colorado
    
Weapon(s) of choice: Prefers rifles and his hands 
   
Medical information: Has a healthy fear that he is being followed.  (Some times they really are out to get you.) 
  
Brief History:Born of Nate and Rachael Snider, two military scientists working for a private investor whos goal was to harnes and develop technology covering the whole spectrum fromnanotecnology to cellular manipulation.  Secretly they used a process they had         
developed on themselves.  "To better understand a thing, sometimes you mush become a thing," was their polocy.  It turned out to               be a sucess, Nate sr. Gained the ability to become pure plasma, melting anything he touched plus so much more.  Rachael gained       the ability to become metalic.  They kept these abilities plus others unknown, to themselves and away from their bosses for many     
years, then Rachael became pregnant.  Fearing that their child would be born with abilities and become a lab rat to their bosses, 	      
Nate and Rachae made contingencies.  They contacted a professor they'd heard about through back channels, telling him that should 	      
something happen to them or should he be found out they would need a place for him to learn and grow in safety.  They set aside a  	      
rainy day fund to cover any needs Nate jr. would have.
	Nine months late Nate jr. was born, not a sign of any non normal gene was to be found.  Over the next twelve years Nate jr. was raised and taught anything and everything his parents could toss his way.  He seemed to retain information at an astounding rate, learning survival and many other useful tools for staying out of the sight of those who might one day take Nates parents away, 	
all the while Nate sr. and Rachael continued to develop and study technology for their organization, keeping their own     
enhancements secret.They kept a close eye on Nate jr to ensure he was a normal child, and for a while it seemed their fears could 	      
rest, then came the fated day that everything changed.
	It was Nate jr's twelth birthday, all the neiborhood kids were envited to a great party with baloon's, bounce houses, music and food, all was going well then Nate jr fell ill.  He went up stares to his room to see if it was just a side effect off too much 	
cake that just needed to be slept off.  To make sure no one else got sick just in case Nate jr had cought a cold, Nate sr and     
Rachael sent all the guests home with left overs.  They had just finished cleaning up the party when they heard a huge crash from 	      
inside the house, as if a car had smashed into the house.  They raced inside to find the living room a mess.  There was a large      
hole in the celing and another in the floor, the couch had been smashed in half.  They looked up through the hole in the celing       to see the reminants of Nate jr's bed, then down through the hole in the floor.  Still wrapped in his bedding, some of his 	      smashed bed and pieces of the couch, Nate jr was laying asleep in a small crator in the congrete bacement floor.  When Nate sr 	      tried to lift Jr he was unable to.  Even though Nate jr looked the same in size, he now weighted several hundred pounds more then 	      he had when he went to bed.
	Nate sr and Rachael were greated the next day at work by a containment crew.  They had brought Nate jr to work to run some 	
tests to see what else had happened to his physiology, instead they were greeted by the angry looks and words of their boss as he told them to kneel down and put their hands behind their heads, they were now the property of the organization, and through it    
the United States Government.  Nate sr hugged Rachael and Nate jr, nodding to Rachael then turned back to his boss, a small smile 	
playing across his face.  Rachael hugged Nate jr, kissing him and telling him to find the professor, "You will find the info at the trainstation, locker 313."  Tears rolling down her face she grabbed Nate jr and hurled him out the front door, her skin becomming 
metalic, then she hurld herself into the mass of guards sorounding them.  Nate sr became a conflagoration, roaring as the guards 
unloaded M16 ammo into him.  Nate jr heard his name called in both his parents voiced as his father went nova.  Nates instincts flared as a shimmering field sorounded him befor he hit the ground, redirecting a nova of heat and energy that washed over him, 
incinerating everything withing a five block area of the compound.    
	The next few hours were a blurr.  Nate jr recalled seeing his mothers metalic form become slag as his fathers body become a 	
nova and winked out of existance, leaving a flattened area where the compound used to be.  Nate jr saw lights and faces but the 	      
next thing he recalled was sitting infront of locker 313, a phone in his hand a voice on the other end giving condolences to his 	      
loss, then all was a blurr till he awoak in a soft bed looking up at the face of the professor.  The only though on his mind, "If 	      
mom could trust him, I should."  "Hello Professor, Im Nate," was all he could get out before pain over whelmed him and his world 	      
was a roar, then oblivion.
Relatives: Nate and Rachael Snider:Deceased