Name: Scott Southern
Alias:Fallen
Powers: Flight, fire, extensive training in all forms of combat, mind control, claws.
History: Scott Southern is the mutant son of Warren Worthington and caramelle Southern. His father is the crime-fighting X-Men known as ArchAngel. Scott was born with wings and, when he was four, was taught how to fly. Scott used his wings to fly beside his father in times of trouble, despite his parents' wishes. When he turned eight, another strange power developed; fire. Scott had no way to control this power and was sent to Xavier. But he was kidnapped on the way da Mr. Sinister. The man told Scott he would help him control his new power in exchange for working a few years under him. Scott agreed and began his training. He worked for Mr. Sinister for three years. When he tried to leave, Mr. Sinister took hold of his mind and forced Scott to work for him five più years. Mr. Sinister also transformed his wings from white to black. Scott had unknowingly fought his father many times. When Warren came to save his sun, Mr. Sinister killed Warren before Scott's eyes. It was then that he found out his mother had died a few years before. Enraged, Scott turned against Mr. Sinister, burning the headquarters down. He knew that Mr. Sinister had gotten away, but had dedicated his life to fighting crime and hunting down the man he knew undying hate for.
Notes: Scott has become quiet and sometimes shy. He keeps to himself, distrusting any who pry into his buisness. He is often going off on his own and follows any leads he gets on Mr. Sinister. Despite the warnings he's been given, Scott continues hunting. He is a team player in battle, but prefers to be on his own. His preferito weapon to use is a gun. His biggest fear is that Mr. Sinister is still controlling his mind.
Alias:Fallen
Powers: Flight, fire, extensive training in all forms of combat, mind control, claws.
History: Scott Southern is the mutant son of Warren Worthington and caramelle Southern. His father is the crime-fighting X-Men known as ArchAngel. Scott was born with wings and, when he was four, was taught how to fly. Scott used his wings to fly beside his father in times of trouble, despite his parents' wishes. When he turned eight, another strange power developed; fire. Scott had no way to control this power and was sent to Xavier. But he was kidnapped on the way da Mr. Sinister. The man told Scott he would help him control his new power in exchange for working a few years under him. Scott agreed and began his training. He worked for Mr. Sinister for three years. When he tried to leave, Mr. Sinister took hold of his mind and forced Scott to work for him five più years. Mr. Sinister also transformed his wings from white to black. Scott had unknowingly fought his father many times. When Warren came to save his sun, Mr. Sinister killed Warren before Scott's eyes. It was then that he found out his mother had died a few years before. Enraged, Scott turned against Mr. Sinister, burning the headquarters down. He knew that Mr. Sinister had gotten away, but had dedicated his life to fighting crime and hunting down the man he knew undying hate for.
Notes: Scott has become quiet and sometimes shy. He keeps to himself, distrusting any who pry into his buisness. He is often going off on his own and follows any leads he gets on Mr. Sinister. Despite the warnings he's been given, Scott continues hunting. He is a team player in battle, but prefers to be on his own. His preferito weapon to use is a gun. His biggest fear is that Mr. Sinister is still controlling his mind.
“When we take revenge against another, we lose some of our innocence”, that’s what they tell me. So I guess I Lost all of my innocence. Oh well, I Lost it early, might as well have gotten rid of it. See people throw random Citazioni everywhere, a lot of them don’t seem to apply to me.
“When te get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to punch, punzone the person,” And it only takes 4 più to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.
“When te get knocked down, pick yourself up and brush yourself off,” I pull the legs of the person who pushed me, bringing them down too.
“It takes 42 muscles to frown, 17 to smile, and 4 to punch, punzone the person,” And it only takes 4 più to snap their necks.
Catch my drift? Good.
My name is Agony
And this is my story.