Age: 18
Gender: female
Role: Runaway
Experiment Description: Bree's experiment lasted her entire life, a process of trial and error and human evolution all at once. She spent most of her time in the lab where the scientists worked on the cyborgs, in fear they'd be hacking her to pieces if she didn't behave. When she hit puberty, the scientists started injecting her with some chemicals... directly into her skull. The procedures and tests were excruciatingly painful, to say the least- considering that she had no idea what it was they wanted her to actually do. Not until she did it, at first in the lab, when she teleported out of her restraints, then fell over with sickness. A few hours later, trapped in her cell, she managed to teleport out of the lab all together. (See history for further detail).
Looks: Originally, Bree had black hair and dark blue eyes. The stress on her body from the various experiments (and possibly injected chemicals into her brain) caused her hair to turn gray and her eyes have resorted to a super-light shade between purple and blue. The whites of her eyes are permanently bloodshot. Her skin is also sickly pale due to her ailment, and for about half an hour after teleporting, she is very vulnerable and physically weak. She has pink scars on the insides of both elbows and wrists and dark purple ones around her temples where she has had her hundreds of injections. She also has pink-ringed scars around her left ankle, right knee, both elbows, wrists and shoulders, and one that goes halfway across her lower back- all of which except the partial one on her back is where she had successfully sliced herself apart during the early days of her experimentation. The scar on her back is from a failed attempt- and a good thing too, as it may have been fatal. More often than not, the use of her ability will result in her vomiting up her own blood. Possibly from the experimentation, Bree has a very petite figure, but is lucky enough to be proportional and, if one could get past her sickly appearance, attractive. She left the lab in a dark green V-neck and a pair of tan pants with about a billion pockets, and a pair of plain black shoes.
Bree is terrified. Having never been on her own or any kind of freedom at all, she can hardly communicate with anyone. This might make her seem mean or distant, but mostly it's evident that the poor girl is confused and scared. This makes it hard for her to sort out new information, and gives her the willpower of sillyputty. But there is ONE thing that she is hell-bent on: staying away from that science lab.
Bree teleported out of the lab with nothing besides whatever was on her person at that time- her clothes. She had nothing else to her name, and if she did, she wasn't sure if she could teleport it with herself.
History: Bree was taken for this experiment at birth. She doesn't know that her parents had been carefully monitored, and were secretly exposed to some of the chemicals that would enable her to be the "perfect storm" for such an experiment. Her parents don't know what she was swapped with another child during her first night home from the hospital- so not even her parents know she's missing. But as far as Bree can remember, her life has been under the restraints and very limited free time of the science lab. Drinking and eating and taking whatever shots they gave her. She had a councilor-type person who would come and sit in her room and ask her about how she was feeling, but refused to listen to anything that did not have to do with the experiment.
The injections and tests were all pretty much the same, at the same time every day. She would be tied down, injected with needles and subjected to extreme amounts of force, put in odd tube-like rooms. Nothing had happened but extreme pains and headaches, occasionally her orifices would bleed. When she reached puberty, though, the results began to show. She was taken apart, different parts of her body go to different places. These instances were not under her control, though, were extremely painful, and left her with nasty scars on many of her major joints.
Once this started happening, the scientists began to try and get her to on their side, and it might have worked if it did not slip that they had no idea if they could control her power once she fully harnessed it. It caused a psychological change within Bree, then, to harness this ability they were giving her. After a few years of careful concentration, Bree understood the composition of her body on not just a molecular level, but an atomical one. When she was finally able to disassemble and reassemble herself, she wasted absolutely no time in escaping the confines of the lab.
Relatives/Relationships: None.
