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Michael Shayton

"Why should I apologize for being a monster, when no one had the decency to apologize for making me this way."

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a character in “The Superhero Squad”, as played by InakoUchiha

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A G E: 21 | G E N D E R: Male | G R O U P: the Guardians
Linkin Park ; Bleed it Out
"Why should I apologize for being a monster, when no one had the decency to apologize for making me this way."



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Umbrakinesis is the ability to manipulate and generate the darkness. A very skilled ability, this allows Michael an advantage. Due to his silence, he can easily sneak up on people. But he can also use shadows to travel though, form barriers, and other unique. Due to his ability being able to manipulate darkness, he can bring out the darkness in others. Meaning he can place his hands on them, and literally pull out their darkness for them to fight. In an odd way, Michael is mentally connected to all things dark. So this allows him and his team mates, to communicate throughout the shadow.

The umbrakinesis, can also fall under the part of motor skill manipulation. Due to the ability to connect shadows, he can make them copy his movements. But this requires to keep focus on that, all of his thoughts must pertain to that. If it doesn't, the connection may break and he will start to feel queasy. That is also a side effect from the Shadow Traveling, queasy and uneasiness.


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SKILLS


[Knife Throwing] His parents were professional knife throwers, so somethings tend to stick with you. Especially when you're a child.
[Trilingual] His mother was Italian, his father part French. He can speak both languages fluently.
[Acrobatic] His parents had to learn to do flips and tricks for flair, as a child Michael learned how to in case he took up the family business.
[Sensory] Due to his ability to manipulative abilities of the dark. He can easily see in dark rooms, or if blindfolded. He can just sense.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y
Easily angered, and rotten. Something like that fits what Michael is. Since his parents' unruly deaths he's become a rather volatile child. Not caring what others think, and doing what he wants. Secretly a romantic, and kind person, Michael feels as if the world OWES him what he wants. So rather than asking or working hard, he just took. Michael will lie his way into and out of anything, and is quite sadistic when people don't do what he wants. Michael is pretty flirtatious, and he tends to make pick-up lines towards anyone. He's also a nerd, and will often call people by nicknames he thinks of on the fly. He is pretty nerdy, but he's also a dick head. So...I mean.

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H I S T O R Y

Born on an a stormy December night, his parents were proud to have a baby boy. Izaia and Selene Shayton, were famous acrobatic knife throwers. Traveling all around the world, even while Selene was pregnant, doing their dangerous stunts. They were thrill seekers, and this carried onto Michael. As he was born, he was silent. He was an angry baby, often punching things. His parents taught him to throw knives to channel that anger. This even made it's way into their act. They became known as the Hellish Shaytons (their last name meaning Demon)

On the night, of one of the biggest shows, Michael changed. He was throwing knives as he did flips, perfectly landing the blades near his parents. Until a loud noise emerged, and the act was hijacked. A mobster, wanting to end Selene and Izaia's lives. There he did it. He shot them both in the head. But unlike comic book, no billionaire superhero came to the young Shayton's aid. Just hatred. Change. Misery. Power. The experience was so traumatic that it unleashed the darkness inside of him. The men were strangled by the dark.....revenge. So he changed, he brought it upon himself to make people suffer. He caught the attention of the Guardians, and joined them. Now wanting to destroy everything.

So begins...

Michael Shayton's Story

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Character Portrait: Connor Mason Character Portrait: Hunter Grimes Character Portrait: Michael Shayton Character Portrait: Biyu "Bunny" Kwan Character Portrait: Artemis Character Portrait: Verona M. Jameson Character Portrait: Joey Lee Character Portrait: Amellia K. McKane
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Connor flipped his last pancake onto the top of the stack. "Lunch!" Connor called out into the apartment to his fellow teammates. He'd had a good sleep last night and in a moment of good will, he'd offered to make breakfast but he guessed by the fact it was currently midday that he technically made lunch instead. Steam rose of from the stack of pancakes as he moved them to the main bench. "Don't eat all of them Miss piggy," Connor said with a wink to Amellia.

Then when Connor had just picked up the top pancake and covered it with his choice of toppings, the phone rang. Not his mobile phone. The apartment phone. It gave off a high pitched squeal and everyone in the apartment knew what it meant. It meant there was work to be done. Superhero Squad work to be specific. Connor groaned as he put his pancake down and closed his mouth.

"What?" He asked grumpily into the phone. It was Barney. Their official council watchman. It was Guardian's, out causing trouble, doing what they do. Couldn't they ever just take a day off? Barney didn't say much, which Connor liked about him, not much point chatting about when there was work to be done. Connor hung up the phone and looked to his teammates with a reluctant smile. "Guardians. These are going to have to wait." He said shoving the pancakes aside.His stomach growled sharpening the point that these villians were keeping him from a good feed.

"Someone go wake Joey up," He asked, not knowing that Joey was yet to come home from his night of debauchery. Connor shoved on his boots and his jacket. All fire proof thanks to Amellia's ample free time and need for projects. "Everyone ready?" He called, his hand on the door ready to go. The faster they got there the less people the Guardians would be able to hurt. All Connor got was a location and that the Guardians were out terrorizing citizens. He'd send a message out to anyone who wasn't home and they would meet up with the rest of them there.

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Time: 13:00
Location: Downtown
Motive: "Whatever I fuckin' choose."

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Hunter took a drag of his cigarette, leaning back into the seat of the convertible. Eyes closed, he listened to the live police feed on his laptop. It was the Guardians' job to cause disrupt in the city, but most of the time Hunter liked to leave it to the other two. Both were young, abilities more useful for general havoc and a burning need to prove a point to the mundane.

Code Purple with a two-forty-five. Two suspects, one male and one female. Location unknown. Code two; let the 'heroes' deal with it but stay in the area.

Raising his eyebrows, Hunter cracked open an eye to glance at the laptop. He couldn't help the small grunt of laughter, pulling out his phone and dialling in a call to both of them. Both voicemails answered his call and he shook his head. "Police know of your activity. They plan to monitor the city but aren't getting involved, Super Freaks are being dispatched is my guess. Don't get caught."

A typical day, if anything.

With a forfeited sigh, Hunter closed the screen of the laptop, flicking ash out of the window before he stepped out of the vehicle. He felt like a parent, despite only being a few years his comrades' senior. He was hardly thirty for God's sake. Smirking, Hunter flicked the bud onto the ground. A bit of littering to add to his growing list of illegal activities. But alas, he was a terrorist. A ticket for littering was the least of his worries.

He had parked fairly close to an arms dealer, heading in that direction. A gun was more reliable than bleeding to death. A fifteen-minute walk was all it took for him to reach the store, smirking at the bars that covered the windows. Donning a cheerful grin, Hunter made his way into the store.

"Hey," He started, pressing his palms against the counter, "I'm looking for a pistol, something that shoots a 9mm?" He asked, tilting his head slightly.

The man nodded, "I have a Sig Sauer P226 if that tickles your fancy. Might be a bit more than your budget though."

Scowling, Hunter leaned in close, "Can I have a look?" The store owner nodded again, leaving briefly before returning with the handgun. Hunter grinned, nearly snatching it out of the man's hands. A good heft, recoil might be a bitch but he's dealt with worse. The man put a box of ammunition next to it.

"This'll cost you over one grand."

"Could you test it out for me?" The man's brow furrowed in confusion, opening his mouth to speak. But as Grimes leaned in, the other stopped, "Go on." He demanded, watching him closely as he loaded a single bullet into the chamber. His expression was clouded in confusion as Hunter stepped away from the counter. Raising the gun to his temple, Hunter gasped mockingly, "What are you doin-" His words were cut off with a loud gunshot, wincing at the noise. He'd never get used to it. Controlling people. He felt drained, rubbing at his face as he rounded the counter. Grabbing the weapon, he shoved it into the back of his jeans, swiping the box of ammunition on his way out.

At least with this he had a trick up his sleeve.

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Character Portrait: Connor Mason Character Portrait: Hunter Grimes Character Portrait: Michael Shayton Character Portrait: Biyu "Bunny" Kwan Character Portrait: Artemis Character Portrait: Verona M. Jameson Character Portrait: Joey Lee Character Portrait: Amellia K. McKane
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As Artemis emerged from her room and headed towards the kitchen she sighed, running her fingers through her hair before pulling it up using the elastic around her wrist. It being 7 a.m. she had only been home around 5 hours, having been called in for an emergency at the zoo the night before.

As she entered the kitchen Artemis automatically went to the sink, and started washing the dishes from the night before. While the team did have a couple amazing cooks neither of them were particularly good at cleaning up the mess hey made. Though over time they became better at cleaning up as they cooked Artemis always ended up doing the dishes and tidying up the rest. Why she insisted on the kitchen being clean before and after she cooked was beyond even Artemis' knowledge, especially considering the mess her room was continuously in, but she couldn't kick the habit and honestly if she didn't clean she doubted the team's home would be half as clean as it was.

Once she was finished Artemis made herself her usual breakfast; a fresh fruit smoothie, three slices of toast, and three over-easy eggs. If the black haired super-heroine had one consistent thing in her life it was her 45 minutes cleaning the kitchen and making herself breakfast, usually all happening while the rest of the team was asleep. After she ate and cleaned up after herself Artemis headed out the door, grabbing her keys, and helmet on the way out.


Five hours Later

As Artemis exited the Lion exhibit she gave Talia, the head of the safari exhibits, a sheepish smile. After feeding the felines at noon she had played with them to get them some extra exercise and had once again decided to nap in the sun with them afterwards. While none of her co-workers really minded her close relationship with the animals they had, on more than one occasion, asked her to make it less obvious during the visiting hours. Artemis watched Talia try to give her a scolding glare but slowly the smile broke through and the woman shook her head. "That might work on me but it doesn't work on Jared, who wants to see you later. You're little nap caused a scene. One of the visitors thought you were dead." Artemis groaned but smiled as well, following Talia to the jeep that would take her to the zoo office.

On the way there the two chatted about random things, zoo gossip mostly, but when they reached there destination Talia quickly made an excuse and left Artemis on her own. Rolling her eyes and chuckling Artemis headed into the building that held all the offices. Going straight to Jared's office, Artemis skipped the wait she was hoping to use to make some excuse when Rashel, Talia's younger sister and Jared's assistant, waved her right in. Walking in Artemis pulled her bottom lip in-between her teeth and looked anywhere in the room but at the desk in front of her.

Jared only waited about a minute before clearing his throat and standing up, drawing Artemis' attention. Jared was a Italian man in his mid-thirties who had taken ownership of the zoo a years ago, pouring money and resources into it to make it an amazing zoo, before it having not been much more than a glorified petting zoo. After a full two minutes of silently staring at each other Artemis went to speak but Jared stopped her, holding up a hand. "I don't want excuses or apologies, nor promises you won't do it again. Even if you were to say it we'd both know it to not true." Artemis flinched and looked away, fully expecting to get fired or suspended. Just then there was an explosion nearby and Artemis jumped a bit in shock. A moment later her phone went off in her pocket and Artemis whispered a thank you as she opened it, seeing it was a message from Connor to head downtown. Shoving her phone in her pocket Artemis bolted out of the office, tossing an apology over her shoulder.

Getting through the crowded Zoo and to the employee parking lot took a few minutes but then she was on her bike, headed toward what seemed to be Central Park if the large cloud of smoke was any indication.