Amelie "Mel" Kendrick
23
Female, Heterosexual
5'7
147 pounds
Fuschia Butterfly

Amelie's sleek, raven-black hair goes down to her waist, usually loose and free, but always having what seems to be arainbow colored hairclip in her hair, on the right side of her head. Her dark grey eyes are accented by her defined, sharp eyebrows and light eye shadow. She has full lips that are usually covered in lip gloss. When she smiles, she has a dimple in her left cheek. Mel has a slender build, primarily built for agility rather than strength. Due to a constant regime of intense training and a balanced diet, she has a toned, athletic body, which she is quite proud of.


Amelie's casual outfit usually consists of some colorful jeans and a plaid blouse with lots of pockets for the purpose of keeping essential things with her, such as her phone. Her shoes are normally some Converse All Stars, practical and used. Her long black hair usually tumbles over this ensemble, leading to a fairly fun and lovely look.

(note, everything that is blue on the above outfit is fuschia) Amelie's outfit consists of a suit of armor and sturdy boots. The armor is made out of a special metal that can resist most punctures. The armor is lightly decorated, the area near her belly button covered in a fuschia star. There are four belts near her buttocks, holding up a light pink cape. There is a second cape that is a darker fuschia that's attached to the stitched collar on her neck. She has two shoulder caps that connect her body armor to her arms. Her whole body, from head to toe, is covered in metal. She uses a big black claymore, that is almost the size of her whole body.
Mel is normally a very active person. Never very passive or lazy, she's constantly doing something, whether it's cooking, working out, running, or even cleaning, she isn't the type to just sit around and do nothing. She's not afraid to voice her own opinion, being extremely bold and talkative. Despite her animated-ness, she finds it extremely hard to trust other people as soon as she has met them. It normally takes her a few months to warm up to them, but it's almost never shown that she can't trust someone. Most of the time, it's concealed behind her smiles and talking. Amelie is very healthy, doing a daily workout and having a strict diet. She often cooks for her teammates, saying that if they're going to stand around and eat nothing but junk food all day, then she'll cook. She enjoys a good spar once in a while, with an opponent that'll challenge her, of course.
Amelie was born on the day of March 27th, 1994, along with her identical twin sister Jana. Unfortunately, their mother died during their birth, leading to their father taking care of them for most of their lives.

But their father wasn't a nice man. Actually, he was rarely kind to his two daughters. Most of the time, he acted cold to their desires, ignoring them. They didn't exactly like this treatment, but they definitely preferred it to his other mood. Angry. When their father was angered, he'd hit them and yell at them. Amelie and her twin were in perpetual fear for most of their young lives, waiting for the moment when their father would come home and either act cold, or take out his anger on them.

Through the course of her childhood, Amelie had imagined herself as a brave hero who would take out all the baddies. She had even drawn it a couple of times, and showed it to her sister. But those fantasies quickly stopped, when as a naive 6 year-old, she had deigned to show her drawings to her daddy. Her father tore them up, and put them in the trash, yelling at her about how it was 'impossible' to be such a thing. It simply didn't exist.

When Amelie was 15, she grew sick of this treatment. She was tired of how her father treated her like dirt instead of his daughter. The breaking point came when she found her father in the kitchen with her sister, screaming at her with such fury. Then he kicked her. And she came marching into that kitchen, telling him to stop. She shielded her sobbing sister, screaming at him to stop. And that day, he backhanded her so hard blood came out of her mouth. And she ran into her room with her sister, and cried for what seemed forever. And when Jana was long asleep, a songbird came into her room.

"Amelie, you have always wanted to be a hero, correct?" Said the bird. Amelie blinked for a moment, before turning away. Her mind must have just been playing tricks on her. She turned away, towards her sister.

"I don't know. I've just always wanted to protect her. Silly, right?" Amelie had said. At the time, it had seemed silly. Because being a hero was impossible. It was silly. Could never happen.

"But Amelie, it's not impossible." The bird had whispered. "Come with me. I'll show you that being a hero is possible. But there's a cost."

"What is it?" Mel had said desperately. "I'll do anything. Anything if I can get her and myself out of this."

"You will have to leave your home. And sacrifice your life to protect the Earth. Do you want to do that?"

Amelie had nodded. "It's the only way to go, unless I want to actually stay here."

"Come with me, I'll show you." Said the songbird. Then she was whisked away into the underground.

She passed the tests, and became a Butterfly. She had selected the color Fuschia, being her favorite color and all. And she finally found the strength to stand up and fight for herself.

She dialed the New York police, on her phone, and held up to her ear. "Hello, I would like to report a case of child abuse..."