Name: Brian O'Connel.
Age: 17
Gender: male 
Superhero name: Evil Angel/ death
Powers: He is built with super enhanced Aether wings, non mechanical, nor flesh wings. Their made out of solid crystal, encoded into his genetics to function perfectly. They glow a black obsidian color and resemble angel wings. They allow him to fly at up to Mach 2 in under 2.5 seconds
Adoptive muscle memory: If Brian see' sit once, he can replicate it, perfectly. It's limited by what your body can do. 

Brian, though he has Irish heratige, does not have red hair. It's solid black, and so are his eyes which is due to his substantially different DNA. he stands at 6'1 with a very muscular build, that isn't impeding on his movement. He is the very model of a healthy human body. He prefers to wear a semi tight black t-shirt, so he can't be grappled, and grey jeans. His favorite shoes are a pair of dark red fighting shoes, made specifically for him. He's had them for six years, but they don't look a day past a month, because he takes such good care of them. 

Personality: Brian isn't interested in much, but what does catch his eye, he puts one hundred and ten percent effort into doing so. Whatever he chooses to do, he practices until he's a master, which generally doesn't take long due to his adoptive muscle memory. He has mastered about two dozen martial arts simply while watching g the moves be performed by masters themselves, he then went on to defeat them. He is an amazing shot, sketch artist, parcour runner, flyer, and swords man. He's not good for much else though. 

Bio: Brian wasn't born with these wings, but he was with adoptive memory. As a child he showed extreme potential when it came to martial arts and other programs that could be used to control others through forces of physical means. The government began to survey him as a child, and when he turned fifteen they broke into his house and killed his family. He was blindfolded, and then waterborded into submission. When he gave up, he was knocked out and woke up on an operation table, face down. Just as he did so, a knif slid into his skin, two large cuts at the shoulder blade. Brian blacked out, and woke up four days later with his wings, and a man smiling at him saying, " Congradulations, your the new special forces. Overcome with grief and rage, Brian crushed the mans throat and tore throughout the facility, finding two Aether blades and a set of black Aether armour. When he was done, he blew up the remote lab and headed out, swearing to bring down crime, and eventually the government who had done this to him. 
Weapons: Arther armor, blades, and a m264 .45 pistol.