Code Name: Evil Eyes

Real Name: Cliff Page

Age: 25

Gender: Male 

Nationality: Swiss-American

Powers: Manipulation of Kinetic energy.  Cliff is able to manipulate any object that moves, be it himself, a thrown object such a ball or even (with enough intense concentration) a bullet.  The smaller and faster the object, the greater the concentration and chance of failure, a slower larger object can be manipulated quite easily.  However, something like a thundering freight train may as well just keep on going.
The power requires intense levels of concentration and only works on something already moving, or imbued with Kinetic energy.  Cliff cannot turn potential energy into kinetic energy without regular human means.
He can speed or slow his own body to varying extents, though this is most often employed as a fighting technique, where he can increase the speed and power of his strikes dramatically at a higher rate of fatigue.  In desperate enough times he can speed his whole body to make a quick escape, but only over short distances.
Mental fatigue is a constant issue, and violent mood swings can occur as a result.

Origins/History: Ever since Cliff was born, he had always been...something else.  He was different in ways he couldn't even fully comprehend.  He showed alarming talent for physical activity and sports, but his academia suffered due to a lack of concentration and problems controlling his temper.
He frightened the other kids and grew up mostly friendless.  Repeated attempts at psychiatry left his parents emotionally and financially drained, leading them to turn him loose as soon as they felt he was grown up enough to take care of himself.  Cliff was intensely bitter about what he considered to be abandonment by the two people he had always felt he could turn to.  Truth be told he was as scared of the world around him as it was of him.

In those turbulent years he tried to find out more about himself, paying for blood tests and volunteering for medical testing, but his results were always confidential and he was always turned away from being a test subject.  Vague excuses being administered by nervous doctors just pushed him further to uncover the truth.
In his searching he found bits and pieces of information on an experiment being run through the years around his conception and birth of pregnant women given in vitro injections under the guise of "tests" or "supplements" to make sure their baby was as robustly healthy as possible.  The vast majority of the subjects reported stillbirths, and the percentage of children who survived were kept under constant yet covert observation until the program was deemed a failure and shut down for good.  Very little information was made available, and Cliff's only source of information was one out of work reporter who stank of rum constantly.
Guess he must have dug too deep, because Cliff found him in his home with his throat slashed.  Despondent, he gave up and sank into a depression

He did okay for himself for a while, working menial construction jobs to little avail.  He soon found drugs and suddenly a whole new type of people who weren't frightened of him, but instead would keep him off his head and encourage his violence rather than scold him for it.
As anyone could guess adding hardcore drugs (meth, heroine, pcp, you name it) to an already unstable, violent man was just a recipe for a total disaster.

He was arrested during a raid on a known drug den, covered in blood and catatonic.  He was clearly coming down from the cocktail of narcotics leaving his system.
Among his victims were two powerful, slippery drug lords who had evaded arrest for a decade.  Cliff was arrested, but never went to trial.  Instead he was identified as one of the children from the testing, and given the fact that he had made the streets significantly safer, he was given special consideration and after a rigorous rehabilition accepted into the Meta Operations.  He figured he could use this to find out more about how he became the way he was.

Personality: Cliff doesn't warm up to people, and finds them difficult to communicate with.  His powers often cause him mental drain, leading to him saying little and appearing very distracted, and his violent mood swings cause contention with most people he meets.  However, underneath all of that is a man who has been to his lowest point and risen back up slowly but surely, someone who is less inclined to words and more driven to action and someone who certainly knows his rights from his wrongs.  He has no beef with any of the MetaOps personnel despite rubbing most of them the wrong way.  If it came down to it, he would stand in front of a bullet for any of them.

Appearance: [img]http://www.purerawk.com/images/Ragnar_Zolberg.jpg[/img]


I promise I'll fill in the appearance and code name soon.  When I think up a good one and when it's not time for bed.

Sorry if this sucks, I've just hammered it out at the very end of the day.  If anything needs fixing or clarifying or if it just needs to be better, please let me know :)