Full Name:Klaus Zeit
Alias:Cobalt Clock
Age:30
Gender:Male
Ethnicity:White

Hair:Brown

Eye color:Brown

Body:Athletic

Height:6'1"

Weight:165lbs

Hometown:London, England

Affiliation(s): Oxford Univeristy

Personality: Klaus is generally laid back and relaxed, however, the understanding of the powers he wields keeps him up at night. He plays off the stress by acting carefree


Likes:
- Curry

- History

- World litterature

- Reading

- Travel



Dislikes:
- Injustice

- Ignorance

- Arrogance

- Bullies




Fears:
- Being forgotten

- Unable to make a difference

- Undoing his own existence

- Never getting home


Skills:
- Speed reading

- Blending in with a crowed

- Research

- Martial arts

Costume Identities:





Equipment:
- Chrono Dialer: Allows Klaus to travel through time

- Tempo tracer: Small tracers that Klaus can use to solve crimes by tracking suspects anywhere along their timeline provided they are still unknowingly wearing the device (Generally used on captured foes in case of breakouts or early release)

- Zeittasche: A small pellet-like device that spreads Chronons within a small radius that allows Klaus to then use his Chrono Dialer to trap an individual in a loop or out of step with time, useful for stopping would-be suicide jumpers, and preventing lethal blows. Only effective for a short period of time as the chronons dissipate






Background:

Some people think Time Travel would be the greatest job there is, but I can tell you firsthand, that being a time traveler, is the most lonely thing anyone could ever be. Sure, you meet a lot of really great people, and of course, you remember where you came from, but when you can go anywhere, be anyone, you suddenly forget what ‘home’ means. As if your home could ever satisfy you again after you’ve seen such spectacular sights, met such incredible people, done monumental things. Yet, in the grand scheme of it all, you will forever be a footnote, because if you step out just a little too far, do just a little too much, you’ll be seen, remembered. And when you travel through time, the last thing you want is to be remembered. However, as a human being with nowhere to truly call or accept as home, being remembered is all you have.

By 21st century standards, I’m just your average College History Professor. Anyway, that’s neither-here-nor-there. Now, I can’t explain how or why, much less why me, but one day while talking to a colleague about H.G. Wells’ The Time Machine, he mentioned that he had been working on the concept of time travel. I told him that he was crazy, and he invited me to his lab. There I was introduced to the Chrono Dialers. Strapping one to his wrist, he challenged me to try his device and like a fool, I did. The world faded to black as I heard him begin to chuckle
Sure, I was scared shitless when it happened. Imagine waking up at Stonehenge on the morning of a religious festival to find that we were the centerpiece. I took one look at those people, and they at me, and in the blink of an eye we were back in the lab

At first, I thought maybe he had slipped something into my coffee when I remembered he hadn’t even offered a drink when we entered his lab. I entertained the idea that maybe he had in fact discovered time travel, and spent the next few weeks pouring over his notes as he made various adjustments to the Chrono Dialers.

We had grown comfortable in our studies, oblivious to the outside world and its changing political climate. The university was attacked, labs ransacked my colleague left for dead. His dying breath was him entrusting me with his Chrono Dialers and research notes. I slipped one on and activated it as a way to save my own life

Though in my haste, I wound up in the middle of a battlefield. 20th Century, France. All around me there was the unmistakable stench of death and rot mixed with waste and mud. Shells exploded all around, as men cried out for their mothers, or clung fast to their slick rifles, drenched by the early morning rain shower that seemed to cast a shadow of doubt over both sides. I can remember locking eyes with a young man. He nodded slowly to me, trying to understand why I wasn’t in uniform or holding a weapon. “Ange?!” He asked, his voice shaking. I dropped my gaze and shook my head sorrowfully. “Non, mon ami. Je suis désolé.” (Yes, I speak some French) I remember the expression on his face became sad, and all hope vanished from his eyes.

That was when I made the conscious decision to use this power and become a hero. I wouldn’t be an Angel, but I could do something for the little guy, right? I thought as I found myself back in my own time. That’s when I took up the moniker: The Cobalt Clock. I began to grow more comfortable with the technology. I studied my colleague’s notes, all his research into Chronons, and adapted devices to better aid me in fighting for justice.
I was able to leap from year to year, through centuries in the blink of an eye. I was able to sit on top of a sand dune and watch as the Pyramids of Giza were built as if I were watching a film on fast forward. I got spooked when I realized I was able to affect other people as well, stopping a young man from jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge.

After that experience, I spent the next week, alone in my dwelling. Afraid of the technology I had. I had nearly given it all up and left London to lead an unassuming life when I remembered that there was still something I could do, a difference I wanted to make.
However, if I’d known that the next time I would leave my time would be the last I’d ever see my home again, I may have reconsidered my mission. For some reason I can no longer travel back to the future I’m from, my Chrono Dialer can’t find it, it’s like my future no longer exists, like time has split and I have no idea when or why, but I intend to find out. For now, I’m stuck in 2045, as going any further forward seems to drain me and my technology.




Powers:

Chrono Control -
[Shaker – Level 7 | Thinker – Level 5]

Using technology given to him by a colleague, Klaus is able to travel through time anywhere he wants. He is also gifted items that can be used to disrupt the time of others however only temporarily. He can interact with the past and people in it, however, he can not change the past, some events are considered fixed points in time and can never be prevented or altered, lest he inadvertently becomes the reason those things happen. However, something has seemed to cause a shift in the timeline or created a new timeline as he can not get home, his Chrono Dialer cannot find his point of origin and his abilities to go into the future at all drain him.


Power Origins: Technology