[hider=Jean][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/yTO3i4Y.jpg[/img][/center] [b][color=c33251]Name:[/color][/b] [color=#cccccc]Jean Grey[/color] [b][color=c33251]Age:[/color][/b] [color=#cccccc]21[/color] [b][color=c33251]Gender:[/color][/b] [color=#cccccc]Female[/color] [b][color=c33251]Alias:[/color][/b] [color=#cccccc]Marvel Girl[/color] [b][color=c33251]Powers:[/color][/b] [color=#cccccc] Referred to by SHIELD as an "Omega level mutant" with a specialization in telepathy and telekinetics. SHIELD scientists believe there's more to Jean than originally meets the eye, even taking into consideration her mutant abilities. MAGNUS claimed that, "Jean Grey isn't just a mutant. The girl is something beyond mutation. Something more than mutant." This single sentence from MAGNUS has lead SHIELD to keep a close eye on Jean, and to go over old test results with new eyes. [/color] [b][color=c33251]History:[/color][/b] [color=#cccccc] Jean Alida Grey was born the only child to Francis John Grey and Elaine Westin-Grey. When most children are born, the family gathers in celebration. When Jean was born, the lawyers gathered in determination. What would her place be in the carefully litigated structure of one of the country's oldest, and wealthiest, families? It took them three days to have everyone involved sign off that Jean would be the primary heiress of John and Ellie, her parents, her father himself the primary trustee for the Grey Family Trust. Her childhood was not normal, but this was especially true of her earlier years, when her grandparents had more control. Life was spent more as the ultimate accessory for a family constantly on the move; she was always at the sleeve of someone of importance in the family. Her parents, her grandparents, her uncle, older cousins. Jean learned something from all of them. From her grandparents she learned the ancient rules and rituals in which families should as her's should conduct themselves. From her parents she learned the values she would hold no matter the danger to herself. From her uncle she would learn the wild side of excess and tragedy. From her cousins she'd learn what it really meant to be a modern girl in such an old family, set in it's antiquated society and the norms therein. She liked dinosaurs, and bugs, and getting dirty, and playing like the child that she was. Her grandmother decried young Jean a hellion, while her typically stoic grandfather encouraged Jean's imagination and sense of life behind his wife's back. It was Elaine that first noticed the signs of change in Jean; she began bothering herself with getting friends outside her own family, she began paying attention more in social situations, she began actually wanting to go shopping; so what if she had to endure two hours of shopping she had no interest in if it meant half an hour on her grandmother's credit accounts? Her grandfather's death changed much in her family. Her grandmother simply let go of her son and her granddaughter. She still kept in touch, but she was more like a shellshocked soldier. There just wasn't any fight left in her. John and Elaine moved outside the city to northern New York state, the small town lifestyle allowing Jean a new attempt at youth and childhood, now free from family control. It was an opportunity she jumped at, making new friends, and living a new life. Now she spent more time on her hair than mother or grandmother, she believed in a well rounded wardrobe, she immersed herself in beauty and fashion culture during pre-teen years. The small private plane that ferried Jean and two of her best friends to the Cape and back fell out of the early morning sky a day after Jean's 14th Birthday. The pilot was killed, along with Jean's bestfriends. Jean had some bruising and a few minor lacerations, but nothing more physically wrong with her. The emotional toll, however, would be a nightmare. Jean entered the Syracuse Regional Hospital under the pre-tense of cardiac complications. In truth the girl couldn't speak, frozen in a state of utter terror and trauma. Medically the best paid doctors in the region had no explanation for her state. Much like her birth, the ugly truth of the incident brought together a new team of lawyers representing the many branches of the Grey line and their many trustees. In a move many later critics would claim could cost the historic family everything, the gathered horde of old white men in very nice suits left only the stipulation that Jean would have to be cleared by three separate teams of psychological professionals before she would regain her rule in the family trust. Behind closed doors, John and Elaine could not have cared less. They could barely take their eyes off their tortured little girl, and preferred to see her back to health before any "family concerns." The incident of parents lashing out at the family in that moment of pain and extreme worry would cause a rift. Jean would spend the next year in one hospital or another, before the entrance into her life of Charles Xavier. The man found her, alone and desperate in a different realm of reality. A realm not of the one she grew up in wealth and comfort, but a realm of darkness and fire and horrors she had never even imagined before. Her saved her mind from a place it never should have been, understanding in her extreme state of trauma that her powers had activated, that something (now dead) had sought her ought. Why? It would be something the two would investigate to the current day, on and off as what little information presented itself. Her recovery would take until a few months before her 16th birthday. After so long in recovery centers and hospitals and observation wards, what remained of Jean's base of friends had melted away. She returned to school, and by some miracle (lots of studying and a little telepathic cheating) caught up to her former classmates in time to graduate. The time was enough to win Jean some old friends back again, and to make new ones a less mature, and world weary, Jean would never had engaged with before. Soon Charles Xavier came back into her life. He warned her of a mutant. A man, an old colleague of his. Of a plan to set the world at war with each other over metahumans. Jean could imagine all the needless death and disaster to so many innocents. She agreed to help, having no idea she was agreeing to become an X-Men at the time of it. The team of (mostly) youngsters saved the world one May summer day on a Chinese airfield home to a handful of nuclear silos. MAGNUS? Was one man. He had no minions. No army of aliens. That one man almost killed every one of them. Seeing that amount of sheer power, so masterfully used, and used AGAINST her and her team? It changed Jean. 'Power' meant something else, to her, now than it did before. Fights meant something different. Kid gloves were removed, and even then, if she told the truth, Jean will admit to expecting to die that day. Even after Xavier jumped in. Still none of them know exactly what, or who, was the deciding factor. The man who called himself Magneto simply doubled over, sudden as a heartbeat a shell of a the raging power he was just moments before. It was a ploy. He warned her long ago she should be more proactive with her powers against other people. He took advantage of it, using what power remained to him in a shockwave--it was enough to let him fly off, looking more drunk than in control as he faded from view, and away from all of them. It was enough of a victory. Jean was the first to agree with Xavier; the rest of the world wasn't ready for the Avengers. Grown ass men and women of great power led by some of the smartest on the planet. These same masses would accept a group of mutated teenagers? They would not, Jean sadly knew. Isolated they could fade into the grind of daily global life. Together they were too powerful. Each team member was assigned a SHIELD contact, and given a ride to anywhere they wanted to go. Jean returned to NYC, to college. Although life hasn't exactly been boring, even she has had her run ins: Jean personally experienced a small violent group of criminals wielding weapons of frightening power she (rightly) assumed had to be converted alien tech. Jean would toss the creeps and take their tech, handing it over to her SHIELD contact, who told her about another metahuman looking into it: Spider-Man. The duo would stay together long enough to take down a man calling himself Shocker. A friendship built, Peter glad to have someone else "super" around his age to confide in. Even if they come from two vastly different worlds, genetic mutation brought them together, shared pain of being a super powered do-gooder and a university student cemented their bond, and that was something they could both be glad in. She even told him that she was part of a group of others, others mostly around her age. A group of friends. "Super friends?" Peter asked, grinning. [/color][/hider] [hider=Impressions] [b][color=c33251] Beast [/color][/b] [color=#cccccc] How can you not love Hank? He's always been an amazing friend, and never fails to show me I'm not nearly as smart as I think I am, even without trying to. I try to offer myself as a shoulder if he ever needs one. I can see the lines on his face that aren't visible to anyone else. I can feel the weight he carries around with him.[/color] [b][color=c33251] Cyclops [/color][/b] [color=#cccccc]Scott is brave, genuine, and sweethearted. He makes for a good leader in the field, though he carries a lot of scars with him. I can understand that kind of darkness, I can empathize with having holes in my life, even if the size of the holes in his life are immeasurably larger than my own. All I can do is be his friend in the quiet moments, and have his back in the loud moments. [/color] [b][color=c33251] Wolverine [/color][/b] [color=#cccccc]And just which version of herself does this man see? There are times he looks at her like the dangerously rebellious girl, and other times he's looked at her like a young woman he has a hard time looking away from. She has smoked with the man, shared a beer with the man, and grew close to the Wolverine in ways she wasn't expecting, and may not have been ready for. Both are haunted by demons from their past. Both appreciate the other's ability to simply share a smoke, or a drink, without needing to say a whole hell of a lot.[/color] [b][color=c33251] Nightcrawler [/color][/b] [color=#cccccc] A fellow soul made for the outdoors. Though she grew up in a far cry from what Kurt might call camping, with professionally pitched camp sites and full catering service, Jean has proven she's more than happy to just wander a forest for up to a week at a time. During training for, and during the MAGNUS mission, the two promised to see the German woodlands together. A year after they officially disbanded, they would do just that, a week together turning into two just backpacking the countryside. [/color] [b][color=c33251] Colossus [/color][/b] [color=#cccccc] At first Jean wasn't sure she bought his "aw shucks, Comrade" nature. Whether some baked in precaution to Russians, or just how cold she remembered him looking when she first saw him in full power, there was something about Colossus she was not comfortable believing. It didn't take all that long for Jean to let down her defenses, and just be a friend to Piotr. While she couldn't relate to his world, she wanted to see it for herself one day, to see those great rolling plains. Even when they were frozen. [/color] [/hider]