"They wanted a spy and I became one, but then they took away my computer so I slit the head of securities throat. Now they say I'm some sort of killer for some reason, idiots."
Subject Observation Report:
Subject appears to prefer silence over conversation, we have attempted to converse with him but all he does is stare at us with a slight grin.
(Note: Several of my co-workers have complained and refuse to enter a room with him again claiming to have seen apparitions around him.)
It would seem the subject prefers to listen to Dubstep or Heavy Metal during training exercises, he claims Dubstep helps him think and Heavy Metal helps his adrenaline kick into overdrive.
(Note: His technical skills are remarkable, he managed to craft a working motherboard for a pc within 20 minutes. Such speed and accuracy.)
(Note: He is accurate with a rifle however he seems to hold a preference towards pistols and knives or even his bare hands. His reaction time is ridiculously high with a pistol and he is pinpoint accurate with a knife)
Today it would seem he has chosen to lay in bed all day, he is awake, however he hasn't moved an inch all day nor has he eaten.
(Note: Going in to check on him, something doesn't seem right.)
(Alert: Subject 0566974 has escaped, all personnel find him and bring him back here.)
Stolen Tech:
Scientist's PDA
(All data on him is stored on this device along with a few other bits of information regarding other subjects.)
9mm Pistol w/ Silencer
(A pistol stolen from the armory.)
Throwing Knives w/ Belt
(A small assortment of throwing knives stolen from the armory.)
Personal Items:
Old Analogue Watch
Old Brass Compass with chain
Ability: Dimensional/Wave Manipulation
(Ability capabilities below)
1.Can create "ghosts" out of nowhere as long as he is within line of sight.
2.He can perform a sort of remote viewing as long as there is a WiFi signal wherever he is trying to do it (WiFi actually is a radio-wave and because of this he can latch onto that signal and use it to his advantage though it requires a massive amount of concentration and can cause massive migraines and possible nose-bleeds)
3. He can create a small pressure bubble within line of site and can increase or decrease pressure within that space, crushing or destroying anything within that space (Only effects organics however).
4. Can phase into a multidimensional state allowing him to go where he pleases, however, his brain slowly deteriorates every-time he does it. (Eventually once his brain has gone past the final point he will enter a state of dementia and possibly become psychopathic.)
(The above list is not a list of abilities but rather the capabilities of his "Dinensional/Wave Manipulation" ability and it will slowely grow as things happen allowing him to discover more about his ability)
Born in a tank and genetically modified for the purpose of being exploited by Abaddon.
Markus knew no other children as he was kept in solitary confinement unless he was in training or undergoing tests. In his eighth year they finally discovered he had the ability to manipulate time and space around him. As he learned more and more about his ability he began experimenting with it learning he could do quite a bit with it. When they put him into combat testing they gave him a rifle and a pistol. but always he requested knives. He demonstrated his ability to manipulate air pressure by crushing a pig within a pressure field and then causing it to explode seconds later. The scientists asked him why he held his hand out if if the whole thing was done with his mind.
"It isn't all my head, I feel the energy going through my spine and into my arm so I release the energy with my hand."
The scientists nodded as they took notes. The next few days were grueling, they had him in for surgery 4 times in 2 days all to install implants for manipulating his power. One implant was ocular and is what allowed him to finally begin remote viewing. He never told them about this ability. They had also installed a semi conductor within each of his arms to enhance the power output he was creating, Lastly they installed another semiconductor into his spinal cord which later he found allowed him to fully phase in and out of dimensions nearly at will.
Several months pass ass he hones his new skills, the implants burn like hell constantly as they generate heat as he uses his powers.
Several days before his 20th birthday he is sent on a mission to investigate a rogue nuclear facility off the cost of Taiwan, as he did his job he met a contact with one of the few rogue Abaddon cells who explained to him who his company really was. He returned home shortly after and began digging into the research archives and found the information his contact had mentioned. He sat on his bed quietly thinking before the head of security came into his room.
"I'm here to release you of your tech Markus, you should have known better than to go through classified data."
Markus threw the laptop at him, "Bite me."
The security head walked away as markus pulled out a shiv and quickly ran it through the security head's neck. He had rigged the cameras to show him laying in bed so he could make an escape. He quickly ran to the office of the head scientist and stole his PDA. He finally sprinted to the armory, took what he needed and made a run for the nearest exit. Security was a joke untill the alarm was raised and then he had to avoid being spotted since anything could set these guards off. He got the the fence and climbed over it finally running to the highway and getting it by a small Sedan.
He woke up in a bed with bandages on his left arm and his right leg was splinted.
"Ugh, where am I?" Markus said groggily.
"Your safe, that's where." An old woman sat next to him in an old wooden rocking chair.
"Humph, some answer that i... ACK" Markus dropped to the floor realizing his leg was in bad shape.
"It's not broken but it was dislocated, I suggest you take it easy for a little while." She sai as she took a sip of her tea.
"And my stuff?" Markus asked impatiently.
"All right here in this box," She handed him a box with a large insignia on it that smelled of cigars.
"Thank you."
The old woman nodded.