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: Prof. Kurt Porter
: Absolute Zero : 27yrs. : Technology : Leap : Ice Control, Martial Arts
: 6'3", 6'5" : 210lb, 450lb : Blaster : Omega Force |
The Beginning...
I’m not like most heroes these days. You know how some heroes are born to fly, or some are super strong, have a crazy transformation to shoot various elements. Even those people who use the power of the lost artifact of a lost city. Those are all fine and dandy but what about the hero with the super intellect. The brains. What about those heroes that unlock a door instead of busting it down. Well you might consider me one. My brains make me a super hero. Tell me off a hero that can hack into government files in two minutes while finishing his Pepsi Twist, how about finding out the theory of black holes was false and that their just mere illusions that our eyes make when there is mass amounts of matter that a star leaves behind after it breaks up from living its life span, or can find out that cold fusion can only be used only in the temperatures of 10 Kelvin and below. What kind of hero could do that these days. Not many if any. That’s were I come in. These ideas are scientific facts that I havent released yet and they not for sale because I cant do that. I don’t really consider myself an average human nor do I consider myself a a "super-human". Its kinda like a curse being a smart guy. You know how much I know and retain. When I write I try to make mistakes so I don’t sound so smart. Because I don’t want to be. That’s the life I have. Brains was something I was born with. Some people aren’t but I am. I was the result of and experiment called the “Superior Being Project for the Enhancement of Man Kind” impresive. Anyway this company planned my birth. There were many other babies besides me. I’m not the only one with this curse. What this company did was create children. Lots of them to get the perfect genes in the 60s. When these children were born they were taught to fight, survive, and learn in mass amounts. They specially tweaked the minds so that the learning capacity was greater and faster. When these adults got older and were in great shape, and became professors and geniuses they crossed breed them. Mixing strengths that type of humans have in abilities to make children. Some races are faster, taller, and smarter than others as you well know for certain ancestral reasons. Later when the found the perfect couple they breed them like animals. It makes me sick when I read the reports I stole from their abandon building. That’s how my parents came to be. Their wasn’t many of us that made it past birth. On account of some babies ended up with birth defects and brain damage as of the results of all this tampering with nature. I grew up in this facility that planned my birth and life. It was a harsh life. Studying all the time. Training. Testing. I was regarded as the best. This didn’t fair well with the other boys and girls. Their envy of me made my life even worse. I had a few allies though. The reason behind all of this is to see how far the human body could go. How far the limits could be pushed without mutating the human body. So the many workout techniques and forms of fighting we learned helped the body portion of the research. The mind was tested by the vast learning and testing we had in all sorts of sciences, mathematics, language arts. This went on for many years. I didn’t want to escape the facility even though I wanted to. I heard of the numerous stories of people that didn’t succeed in leaving and others that did and we caught anyway and eliminated. I didn’t want to take that chance. I was 20 when I saw actual light of day. I was in there for a long time. But the time pasted quickly when I learned of the outside world through Music and Television. They let me get acquainted with the outside world because eventually when we came of age we were sent free into the world. One of the conditions were ours minds were erased of all the information about this training facility and given a life an identity and freedom. I’ve seen it done many times and I waited for my turn to leave this prison. But one night that dream was changed forever. This night I will never forget. We were attacked. The facility was attacked by people who knew what the Program was about and stood for human rights. We were sent to fight them. We were superior to them in everyway and were forced to fight so we thought. While in the middle of the commotion I slipped away from the battle. I figured that things would change after the battle after realizing that some of the people that I came in contact with were ex-guinea pigs to the facility. They tried to kill me seeing that I was one of them but I stole a dirt bike that was left around and speed off. It wasn’t to difficult to use and maneuver I learned engine use and mechanics in there also. But now I was free. I never had this feeling in my life. I was truly happy. I knew that I would have move far away to not be caught. What spoiled it was the conditions of this world. The wildlife frightened me a bit and the desert was making the control of this dirt bike impossible. These were things I wasn’t used to. The While riding that bike I came across a town. They had many TV’s in the window of this one shopt so I stopped to take a look. Besides the numerous shows that would happen at prime time I came across a news station. It on the station was a burning building with many people fighting it seemed like. The facility.
News Reporter: “Lets take you live to the Arizona desert to show you live what seems to be a war or terrorist attack on a certain mysterious building.”
I’m in Arizona?
News Reporter: “Lets go to one of our reporters on the scene. Glen can you tell us the situation out there?”
Glen: “Well Ann it appears to an attack of some sort. These hostiles plan to take over this building. The local authorities are trying to stop the fighting but have not been able to subdue the hostiles at this time.”
Ann: “Glen is there any indication that this attack is terrorist related?”
Glean: “Ann the people here have no not been hostile to police and not wish to do so. But they are taking out everyone and anyone you leaves or enters that building. The people fighting today are not even letting me get close to the building I can see it from here but there is no chance to talk to the people in charge of this rade. But it does seem well planned. And Ann wait some thing is going on…”
Ann: “Yes Glen.”
Glen: “The people seem to running from the buil….”
Boom!!
Ann: “Glen…Glen…Ladies and Gentlemen we seem to have technical difficulties with Glen please stay tuned till we can reestablish contact with him as this story developes.”
Your not going to reach him. Glen is dead. So is everyone and everything close to that building. They blew up the building. That’s one of the defenses of the facility against an overwhelming threat or mass media attention. Everything within a 5 mile radius is obliterated at that instant. Now its time to start a new life. A world awaits me now. My past is gone and only my future remains.
Outside the Facility
After leaving the facility and the explosion I went back a few times to get information I could gather about certain issues regarding certain bits of information about my parents or birth. Bored of finding my past I took steps to create my future. I had the knowledge to become something great so I tried that that. I applied for jobs in the scientific field because that was what I was most interested in. I took much interest to research and lab work. I worked for a several companies for some years creating new things or finding information that we considered never true. I didn’t like the idea of publishing me accomplishments. I am enhanced in many ways and I want to have the normal human population learn things themselves without my help. That’s why I had so many jobs. I barely produced enough ideas or information to the companies and that was the whole point of me being there to there. One day I receive and email. It was from the mayor of Paragon City. He wanted me to come and aid the clean up of Paragon City after the alien invasion. I did play a major apart in the rescue of Paragon City. I created weapons. Not just your normal gun give me more credit than that. I created shields if you will. They are different than any tactical shield you see. They collect particles rather than repel them. My company is a major producer of machinery and weaponry. We deal with the United States government directly when it comes to wartime affairs sometimes. When they sent us some of the weapons the aliens used I made my anti laser shield that would protect the men on the ground from the lasers blasts. That’s one reason why they wanted me. I also never released the plans to create them again. We made them here in the lab and shipped them. I had introduced new types of building structures to have more support and power when being struck by certain objects. Nothing major. So I took the job. It paid more than Arizona and had more royalties. I was assigned with Crey Industries. A dominant Cybernetics research facility that was also aiding in cleaning up the city. But there was something about Crey I didn’t like. It was a sense that someone was looking over you shoulder all the time. It was weird and creepy. Plus the numerous occations when materials would get "stolen". Aside form those things I loved the place. They let me work on my theories and ideas alone without hassle. I started dealing with research on the extremities of subzero temperatures. That really caught my eye. I knew about Kelvin and how matter is affected by cold but I never really got into it like I did now. It was like fate working with that information because I had a run in with some superheroes and the information came in handly. I never met a super hero in my life and when I did they are in trouble and needed my help. There was a super villain that could control fire. He was blasting around town. These couple of rookie heroes (I noticed that because of the way they handled themselves in the battle and how they attacked the villain) didn’t think or I guess don’t know about the powers of subzero temperatures. This one hero could control the cold and was firing blast after blast at this villain while her was doing the same in return. I ran up to hero when he was sent flying by and attack from the villain. I taught him a little about fire and heat and about his powers. When he got back up he was ready to put an end to his villain who nearly destroyed his team. He lowered the temperature of the air around the villain. When molecules freeze they move slower and that’s where cold comes from. The rapid movement of molecules is heat. So when the molecules were slowed down the heat was taken from the fire. That would equal a caught fire villain. The heroes thanked me and went on their way. I was made for this job I thought. I could make a living saving others. It felt so good helping catch this villain. Back at the lab I went looking for ways to fight crime. I didn’t want to mutate my body in any shape or form. I could just go out the way I am. There are too many super power villains that just punch me once and I’m dead. There were no artifacts lying around That I knew of. Technology. There that’s how. I could use my brain to create some weapon no some hi-tech armor to fight crime. Also what better place to work than Crey Industries to get the materials I needed. Used to get old parts I found lying around to make armor until I started getting bold and stealing from the Hi-Tech facilities. Why not? My suit was almost complete. I need a power source. That was the worst part of it all. And what my powers were going to be. On the computer I redesigned the mechanics to make my suit stronger and move to my every body movement. I’m going to create a fighting suit. A suit designed to increase my strength, endurance, speed, jumping ability, and regulate my body temperature. But I need a power source. With out it my fighting would just me like holding iron knuckles or something. Everything was on the computer, all the pieces were collected, everything was drawn out, and the instruments need to make the suit were in place. All I need was a power source. I then went through my old note from my earlier days. Maybe I could find some useful. I happen to stumble upon many theories but all didn’t work as a suitable power source. I thought of gas, sunlight, even nuclear power of some sort. But all seemed no good or overused. Then I realized something with the research I attain about Kelvin. Maybe I could use subzero temperatures to power my suit. The idea was abstract but what could I do. I had no other ideas. So I took the idea and ran with it. I was looking at equation after equation. I was working so hard on this idea that it kinda became my life. I started experimenting and started unlocking the mysterious of cold. People at Crey started calling me Mr. Frosty because everthing I did involed cold even my lunch. Until that faithful day I figured it out. Something that could make me the richest man in the World. Bill Gates would look like a crack head on the street if this was sent all over the world. I created Cold Fusion. Yes. Cold Fusion. I had a feeling that 0 Kelvin played a part in the creating of Cold Fusion. They came hand in hand when making each other. Because no one had reached absolute zero nor has anyone made cold fusion. In great happiness I made my suit. Which this power I realized would come great responsibility. I could share this finding with just anyone. I only told one person that I trusted. This one man was like a grandfather to me and thats how I introduce him. His name a Fred Simms. He was an old man that helped me get on my feet awhile back after leaving the facility. He was a great mechanic and awesome craftsman. I told him about this finding and he was in dire need to see it. So he arranged to come see everything I made. When I was going to pick him up I decided to walk. Nothing could have ruined my night. Well almost nothing. I ran into a group of thugs on the street they weren’t just any thugs some was different about them. They were robbing some lady. I decided to take action and stand up to them. When they turned around they weren’t normal everyday thugs but were strangely fused with some machines. They then went crazy when I approached them. They grew in size in a matter or seconds and cybernetic parts would extend from their bodies. I did the best I could but I was soon to be overwhelmed by my foes. Until something strange happened. When one struck it stopped in strike. It was strange. Looking up I could see that he seemed to have hit a transparent projection that impeded their attack on me. I was relieved. I then noticed something about the armor they had that spilt second. It was from Crey. Why would these villains have this technology. This accounts for the missing technology I’ve been hearing about besides mine. The thugs then looked up and saw a certain figure in the distance and ran. He saved me. When the hero released me from the bubble he made he told me who he was and who he worked for. This is my chance so I offered my services to him as the mechanic. Maybe they needed one and then I could get in as a Hero. And I did the same for Fred he might want to stay in this city too might be better pay. The heroes name was Shield and he said that I could help him with this jet he was making for his team. I said yes and he gave me the address of the area where the jet was and told me there was not rush for me to get there. When he left I picked up Fred and told him about the encouter and the good news. Fred felt that offer was generous and wanted in also. Later went to my work place and picked up all my belongings, powered up my suit, sent in my resignation to Crey, and left. At age 27 I want to find a place were I belong. Maybe the Omega Force is a good idea.
