S'il y avait une chose que Shawn aurait sur sa personne en tout temps, ce serait une paire de gants. Même si Shawn apprenait à utiliser sa mutation au bon moment, tout en minimisant ses effets, Sa mutation était toujours active. Son corps avait une charge électrique constante, et il n'y avait aucun moyen qu'il ne puisse tout simplement pas choquer tout ce qu'il touchait. Il a fait un point pour éviter le métal autant qu'il le pouvait, en portant ses gants isolés et un bracelet antistatique autant qu'il le pouvait pour qu'il puisse encore profiter de choses comme la télévision, la radio, ou les jeux vidéo. Il avait juste besoin d'être prudent et de ne pas être trop excité, de peur qu'il ne risque de détruire l'électronique à proximité.
Alors qu'il quittait la pièce, Shawn glissa ses gants et partit pour la cafétéria. Il s'est demandé ce qu'il y avait au menu d'aujourd'hui. Il ne l'a pas regardé quand il est passé ce matin-là pour le petit déjeuner.
Un petit complot pour des farces de vengeance n'a pas fait de mal de tuer le temps pendant qu'il s'étouffait. Tout comme il est passé par le foyer du manoir, Shawn a été traité avec soin. Le docteur Smith parlait de ce qu'il supposait être un autre étudiant, la porte du bureau du professeur venait d'ouvrir, révélant Scott Summers et une femme inconnue quittant la pièce.
Quelque chose à propos de cette femme semblait étrange. Elle était très belle, sans parler du style et de la puissance, mais ses yeux flippaient partout, à la recherche de quelque chose. Peut-être qu'elle essayait de trouver quelqu'un, peut-être de s'échapper. Il ne savait pas. Cependant, tout comme il regardait ses yeux, elle le regarda droit derrière lui, un regard calme et intense tirant droit vers lui qui a failli le faire bégayer et tomber. Il ne voulait pas être là. Il pouvait sentir ses yeux à travers lui, dans son esprit, à travers son âme. Ses yeux s'éparpillèrent, et il reprit le rythme pour marcher jusqu'à la salle à manger.
"Him, aussi."
Il pouvait l'entendre si peu, mais il était presque sûr qu'elle parlait de lui. Qu'avait-il fait pour être sur sa liste? Qu'est-ce que ça voulait dire?
À l'autre bout de la pièce, Booker a demandé à Christopher de le suivre. Avec Emma en plein air comme ça, elle semblait faire un peu plus que ce qu'on lui avait demandé de faire. Mais c'était inévitable. Booker savait qu'elle allait demander quelque chose en échange d'être venue jusqu'ici pour l'aider. Il ne pouvait pas la refuser, pas à cause de l'apparence ou de l'histoire, mais parce que c'était juste pour elle d'obtenir quelque chose en retour.
Il a ouvert Christopher en avant, espérant qu'il ne choisirait pas Emma de la foule. Il allait être un peu plus emballé, entre les classes, mais si quoi que ce soit, il a rendu Karma seulement plus facile à trouver.
"C'est très bien, Christopher." Il a souri et pardonné au garçon. "Je sais que je ne suis pas la personne la plus présentable quand il s'agit d'être un fonctionnaire. Et oui, ce manoir a été construit par l'histoire du professeur Xavier il y a longtemps, juste après qu'ils aient voyagé tout le chemin d'Angleterre. L'ensemble du bâtiment a été progressivement rénové au cours des quinze dernières années pour trouver une grande place de fusion entre classique et contemporain. »
Name: Nate Snider
Alias:Refract
Position: Student
Abilities/powers: Support:Increased mass.(Wt-520lb. Ht-5"2', husky) Minor:Adheasion (AKA wall walk.) Minor:Bend Light
Major: Multiple selves. (Currently he can only make one duplicate of himself. As he matures and ages he wil be able to gain
more.)
Sex: Male
Age/Date of Birth:13 June 29th, 1986
General appearance: Short and Stocky, hair:dirty blond, skin: tan. Hazel eyes that seem to change color depending on his mood from greenish to
blue when calm to redish when angered.
Additional Appearance/costume:Black pants, steel toed boots, leather jacket, dark blue, red, green or black shirts.
Personality: At first glance he seems standoffish and high and mighty, stemming from a lack of trust in others. When befriended he is
wolfishly protective and shows a darker humor. Being the child of military personel who were scientists, he is blessed (or cursed) with a mind
that recalls almost all it encounters and his childhood consisted of training from the time he could walk.
Special Skills: Hand to hand Martial arts, boxing, Prowling, wrestling, Military Etiquette, basic radio usage, Rifle handling, Basic
electronics and mechanics, Demolitions use and disposal and underwater Demolition, Pilotig automobiles, Hunting, land nav, identifying plants
and fruits, Preserve food, skin and prepare animal hides, cooking.
Place of birth: Denver Colorado
Weapon(s) of choice: Prefers rifles and his hands
Medical information: Has a healthy fear that he is being followed. (Some times they really are out to get you.)
Brief History:Born of Nate and Rachael Snider, two military scientists working for a private investor whos goal was to harnes and develop
technology covering the whole spectrum fromnanotecnology to cellular manipulation. Secretly they used a process they had
developed on themselves. "To better understand a thing, sometimes you mush become a thing," was their polocy. It turned out to
be a sucess, Nate sr. Gained the ability to become pure plasma, melting anything he touched plus so much more. Rachael gained
the ability to become metalic. They kept these abilities plus others unknown, to themselves and away from their bosses for many
years, then Rachael became pregnant. Fearing that their child would be born with abilities and become a lab rat to their bosses,
Nate and Rachae made contingencies. They contacted a professor they'd heard about through back channels, telling him that should
something happen to them or should he be found out they would need a place for him to learn and grow in safety. They set aside a
rainy day fund to cover any needs Nate jr. would have.
Nine months late Nate jr. was born, not a sign of any non normal gene was to be found. Over the next twelve years Nate jr. was
raised and tought anything and everything his parents could toss his way. He seemed to retain information at an astounding rate,
learning survival and many other useful tools for staying out of the sight of those who might one day take Nates parents away,
all the while Nate sr. and Rachael continued to develop and study technology for their organization, keeping their own
enhansements secret.They kept a close eye on Nate jr to ensure he was a normal child, and for a while it seemed their fears could
rest, then came the fated day that everything changed.
It was Nate jr's twelth birthday, all the neiborhood kids were envited to a great party with baloon's, bounce houses, music and
food, all was going well then Nate jr fell ill. He went up stares to his room to see if it was just a side effect off too much
cake that just needed to be slept off. To make sure no one else got sick just in case Nate jr had cought a cold, Nate sr and
Rachael sent all the guests home with left overs. They had just finished cleaning up the party when they heard a huge crash from
inside the house, as if a car had smashed into the house. They raced inside to find the living room a mess. There was a large
hole in the celing and another in the floor, the couch had been smashed in half. They looked up through the hole in the celing
to see the reminants of Nate jr's bed, then down through the hole in the floor. Still wrapped in his bedding, some of his   smashed
bed and pieces of the couch, Nate jr was laying asleep in a small crator in the congrete bacement floor. When Nate sr   tried to lift Jr
he was unable to. Even though Nate jr looked the same in size, he now weighted several hundred pounds more then   he had when he
went to bed.
Nate sr and Rachael were greated the next day at work by a containment crew. They had brought Nate jr to work to run some
tests to see what else had happened to his physiology, instead they were greeted by the angry looks and words of their boss as
he told them to kneel down and put their hands behind their heads, they were now the property of the organization, and through it
the United States Government. Nate sr hugged Rachael and Nate jr, nodding to Rachael then turned back to his boss, a small smile
playing across his face. Rachael hugged Nate jr, kissing him and telling him to find the professor, "You will find the info at
the trainstation, locker 313." Tears rolling down her face she grabbed Nate jr and hurled him out the front door, her skin   becomming
metalic, then she hurld herself into the mass of guards sorounding them. Nate sr became a conflagoration, roaring as   the guards
unloaded M16 ammo into him. Nate jr heard his name called in both his parents voiced as his father went nova. Nates   instincts flared
as a shimmering field sorounded him befor he hit the ground, redirecting a nova of heat and energy that washed   over him,
incinerating everything withing a five block area of the compound.
The next few hours were a blurr. Nate jr recalled seeing his mothers metalic form become slag as his fathers body become a
nova and winked out of existance, leaving a flattened area where the compound used to be. Nate jr saw lights and faces but the
next thing he recalled was sitting infront of locker 313, a phone in his hand a voice on the other end giving condolences to his
loss, then all was a blurr till he awoak in a soft bed looking up at the face of the professor. The only though on his mind, "If
mom could trust him, I should." "Hello Professor, Im Nate," was all he could get out before pain over whelmed him and his world
was a roar, then oblivion.
Relatives: Nate and Rachael Snider