Héros oubliés
Je sais trop. C'est la même rhétorique, des gens différents. Les héros sont une race de personnes construites par certaines personnes avec de l'argent pour avoir l'air fantaisiste et faire de jolis discours. Les gens idéaux luttent pour. La politique crée une division entre les uns et les autres. Ils vous diront qu'ils sont pour ou contre la discrimination contre les mutants, les puissances et les étrangers. Mais c'est une distraction de vous maintenir à vous battre entre vous, de continuer à répandre des lignes de haine et de bigoterie aux gens avec lesquels le politicien avec qui vous êtes d'accord vous dit qui est l'ennemi.
Mais qu'est-ce que ça peut faire? Les X-men vont le faire droit, ils sont des ambassadeurs du bien et de la justice pour tous. Pourquoi est-ce important? Les Avengers sont pour l'unité et l'égalité ou alors vous pensez. Les humains et les pouvoirs, les étrangers et les mutants travaillent côte à côte. C'est tout un coq. Ils sont tous trop parfaits, pour être désintéressés. Ils ont des gens qui luttent pour quelque chose qui n'est pas réaliste.
Comme des verres teintés de rose maximés à l'extrême. Qui ne sait rien sur les réalités de la vie. Ils sont plus comme des célébrités en uniforme, qui prennent les jolis boulots. Ceux qui sauvent le monde, ou sauvent les citoyens pour qu'ils puissent être dans les nouvelles. C'est bon pour les magazines et pour les gens. Ils ont oublié ce qu'est la vraie souffrance.
Ou ce que ça veut dire d'être un monstre. Ils ont oublié leur message. Parce que le pouvoir corrompt, le pouvoir absolu corrompt absolument. L'argent change l'esprit des gens et même des héros comme Xavier et Nick Fury vont loin du message. Ils sont assis quelque part dans un backroom de la politique VIP avec des gens comme Magneto, le président des États-Unis, le maire de New York, les Sénateurs, sirotant des cocktails, échangeant de l'argent et faisant des affaires.
Parce que c'est toujours les gens que nous pensons sont désintéressés de faire le bien pour tous, ce sont les meilleurs menteurs. Leurs sourires. Leurs idéaux progressistes sont tous trop faire de l'argent. Pour faire un profit. Les héros comme Cyclops, ou Rogue, même Wolverine, ont perdu de vue leur message parce qu'ils peuvent sortir de limousines, marcher sur des tapis rouges avec des célébrités.
Et beaucoup de jeunes et de personnes douées croient qu'ils peuvent être eux. Ensuite, ils sont frappés par la réalité qu'ils ne sont pas souhaitables. Ils sont d'une classe différente de spéciale. Ils sont minoritaires même parmi leurs pairs. Ils ne seront jamais chéris héros, se faisant caler les mains avec le travail dur qui ne fait pas les X-Men ou Avengers ou l'un des autres groupes semblent bien.
Tout comme votre travailleur moyen qui croit leurs politiciens et ceux qui ont de l'argent de les concevoir des emplois pour qu'ils puissent vivre. Mais il n'y a ni sueur ni travail sur leur front, parce qu'ils n'ont pas à vivre avec le fardeau du travail dur.
Je sais ce qu'est le dur labeur. J'ai de l'argent. Mais je sais ce qu'est le dur labeur. Et je sais ce que c'est d'être entre les deux. Pour être capable de penser et ne pas être épiné dans une boîte. Ça fait de moi un extérieur. Un ennemi pour eux. Un ennemi dans leurs yeux. Soit j'accepte leur argent du sang, soit je continue d'être un martyr avec des poches.
Q
Xavier regarde son bureau vers lui. Le jeune avant Xavier était exceptionnellement beau, contre nature ainsi. Cela ne le surprendrait pas si le jeune homme était plus qu'un jeune homme et quelque chose de bien plus surnaturel. Xavier a regardé la demande de financement ou vraiment la demande d'assistance. Pourquoi ce jeune homme s'est-il ennuyé?
Ses années l'atteignaient. Pour être aussi jeune et idéaliste, il s'en souvient, mais son corps commençait à souffrir et son esprit devenait inactif. Il n'avait pas réalisé tout ce qu'il désirait, mais il avait encore réalisé quelque chose.
Oui, il croyait qu'il avait réussi quelque chose au moins. Bien qu'étant capable de reconnaître la beauté du jeune homme, Xavier s'inquiétait de ne pas pouvoir entendre les pensées de ce jeune homme et de ne pas pouvoir distinguer les détails de son visage. Chaque fois qu'il a essayé de le faire, tout ce qu'il a obtenu était une lueur éclatante de lumière. Le jeune homme se protégeait de lui.
Il était donc intelligent et idéaliste.
"Q" est-ce? " Xavier demande.
Ce qui est correct Professeur, et il était un aspirateur aussi bien, ou peut-être qu'il a pensé qu'il appel à une sorte de plus grand ego.
Vous êtes venu à mon école directement et à mon bureau directement, pour discuter de cette demande?
C'est exact, je t'ai envoyé quelques e-mails, et quelques vocaux. Quand je n'ai pas reçu de question, j'ai senti qu'il était nécessaire de venir directement à vous," Q lui a dit.
Xavier vient de sillonner ses sourcils.
Et c'est exactement ce que tu veux de moi, j'ai entendu parler d'un échange de mutants? Et ça veut dire?
Ça veut dire que je veux tes indésirables Xavier,
Pour quoi?
Mes propres raisons,
Xavier soupire et regarde le jeune homme, il se détourne en le regardant blessé un peu. C'était dur de le lire. Difficile de le voir. Il ne faisait confiance à personne qui ressentait le besoin de lui cacher sa propre identité. Et exactement ce qu'il voulait dire par indésirables de toute façon?
Qu'est-ce que les indésirables signifient exactement?
Cela signifie que je veux que les gens que vous allez nier dans un but plus grand que de continuer à rêver et à boire votre réalité vous les avez croyant,
Xavier schowls.
Vous prétendez que je les fais croire à quelque chose qui ne se réalisera pas?
Le jeune homme se déplace calmement dans son siège. Il peut l'entendre sourire. Q ne fait que sourire. Xavier sourit aussi. Trop intelligent, idéaliste et intelligent pour son propre bien. Il pensait pouvoir arrêter un statu quo des années. Qu'est-ce qu'il espérait? Tu t'attends à en tirer profit? Xavier plie les mains sur son bureau et attend simplement sa réponse.
C'est exactement ce que je dis et vous savez que c'est ce que je dis. Q lui dit en fait, mais calmement, vous me dites honnêtement, vous allez habiller le garçon qui peut transformer son corps en boule de caoutchouc en un uniforme et l'appeler un X-Men?
Xavier fronce, regarde la porte, puis revient à Q.
C'est clair pour moi que vous avez été dans quelques anneaux politiques ou du moins ont eu l'expérience autour d'eux,.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. Certaines personnes peuvent rêver tout ce qu'elles aiment d'être quelque chose qu'elles ne sont pas, mais elles doivent faire face à la réalité que certains rêves ne se réalisent pas. C'est bien s'ils rêvent cependant, il garde d'autres rêves, et garde le X-medium comme une balise de leur espoir-
Ça pourrait aussi ne pas se réaliser. Q l'a coupé, tu vends une illusion alors. Vous vous opposiez à l'établissement. Pour défendre quelque chose. Vous avez oublié votre propre message.
Xavier regarde le jeune homme. Il n'a pas oublié. Mais il a dû être adapté, changé, il a dû évoluer. Parfois, la progression a été créée par la fabrication d'une réalité.
Question, Q, Xavier a dit durement, Diriez-vous au cours des cinq dernières années depuis que les Avengers et les X-men se sont associés pour sauver le monde de l'invasion extraterrestre qui a presque détruit la Terre, a été leur moins de violence et le peuple a semblé beaucoup plus en paix l'un avec l'autre? N'est-ce pas un sous-produit de notre illusion?
Q donne un rire respirant.
Et qu'en est-il du divisionniste radical qui existe encore? Votre illusion peut travailler sur la population de masse d'idiots, mais il y a des gens qui n'achètent pas,
Xavier rit maintenant.
Comme vous-même, mais ce sont une petite partie de la population, répond Xavier.
Une petite partie ne signifie pas moins d'une menace Xavier, votre illusion ne fonctionne pas au moment où le secret est sorti. Que tout ça, les publicités, la célébrité, le statut de célébrité, les fissures et les gens voient la vilaine vérité. Lorsqu'un régime ignore une voix actuelle du peuple, et qu'il se sent ignoré, la frustration se transforme en violence. Les mots du peuple deviennent des effusions de sang. Les Avengers ont déjà commencé une guerre civile une fois, votre illusion de la réalité ne fonctionne pas,
Donc, vous voulez les indésirables, à quoi les élever? Contre nous? Contre l'établissement, audacieux, mais futile d'entrer ici et de me menacer directement, a dit Xavier.
Je ne vous ai jamais menacé Xavier, tandis que vos héros de Célébrité se tiennent à côté des acteurs et actrices qui les dépeignent dans les films, se tiennent à côté des présidents et des maires, et ne font qu'une seule chose pour sauver le monde des grandes menaces. Je veux m'occuper du travail que vous et eux avez oublié," Q lui a dit.
Xavier rit, c'est tout.
Vous êtes trop intelligent et intelligent pour votre propre bien, très bien Q,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Que voulez-vous vous adresser à eux par?
Je n'avais pas pensé à un nom, jusqu'à ce que nous ayons eu cet échange, Rogue X,
Xavier sourit. Q s'est juste ridiculisé sardoniquement.

Peu de héros étaient du côté de Rogue X, naturellement le plus qui avait apporté de l'aide pour alimenter l'information à Q et finalement les systèmes informatiques de Rogue X étaient déjà hors de l'établissement. Spiderman l'un des rares alliés Rogue X ont de l'établissement actuel, même Deadpool avait traversé quelques fois.
Beaucoup d'autres héros oubliés qui n'étaient pas tellement à l'honneur sont venus pour aider où ils pouvaient, Cloak et Dagger avaient été vus passer leur échange à Q ici et là. Guy nommé Joe avait vu parler avec Q aussi.
Il se passe quelque chose en arrière-plan. Bien que personne n'est tout à fait certain s'ils sont trop paranoïaques par une menace qui commence à se former dans l'ombre. Actuellement, Rogue X a été chargé de recruter des mutants souhaitables, indésirables, ou de commencer à mettre à jour leurs données actuelles sur les méchants.
Umbra
“Humans leave an impressive amount of stuff lying around.”


Alias: Nightquake
Age: Ageless - but if a number satisfies you my human appearance is 25, I have been on Earth for 4 years and 1 day
Gender: I do not even know where to begin with such a question, I am a Primordial Void being. I do not think my anatomical structure actually matches that of a human considering my lower half is primordial matter. But I’d like to be called a He for the sake of clarity and to make it easier for the mortal beings in Rogue X.
Serenity Notes; Say that next time. You didn’t need all of that.
Umbra scribbles underneath; Say what?
Serenity Notes; That you prefer he. You do not need to explain every time someone ask what to call you.
Umbra: Huh. That does seem much simpler.
To begin to even describe what Umbra looks like is dependent on understand what Umbra actually is. And no one really is for certain what he is. He appears to be some Primordial Voidless being from his ribcage down.
The shadows at his feet are not in fact shadows, but said to be some kind of dark matter like substance and it’s a lot more solid than what you’d consider looking at it’s wispiness. The chimeric void creature appears from the neck up to be entirely human.
A narrow featured young man, with the only significant difference is the simple fact his hair is wispy and shadowy, almost like embers on top of his head. But it is also soft like hair as well. It’s rather uncertain to determine what kind of material it is.
Much like his anatomy is an odd thing to consider. He has a ribcage, a heart, and lungs to breathe. But if anyone were to have a powerful enough X-ray to pure into his body, he has arteries that are only circulating shadows or some kind of dark matter throughout his body.
He wears often a long black robe, that almost represents priest vestments, but with odd doom and gloom accessories when not projecting his bottom half most see this as a long black coat, the end of his coat being actually his body when not manipulating that part of his body. But he doesn’t bother with shoes because there is nowhere to actually put any feet, considering his lower half is an odd black mass that is quite solid despite looking like a shadow and acting like a shadow.
As for height, his standard stance would make him at least 5’8”, which doesn’t seem very tall, but no one is for certain how tall a primordial being is suppose to be. Or if they really have a height. His weight cannot be given because honestly there is no way of measuring something like that.
His cadence is very sotto voce that is in a very quiet voice, and it is often very monotonous because Umbra doesn’t know how to express emotional inflection very well. It’s also not very pleasant to listen too despite its chilly breeziness to it because it is often toneless.
Personality Strengths

Sagely
Being a Primordial Void has its perks, he has the memory of the earliest universe. Which honestly sounds odd and hard to imagine for any human being. But his wisdom is near limitless, at least when it comes to advice giving and the history of the earth.
Being a Primordial being means that Umbra can hear the voice of the universe. He remembers things that others could not. He holds the knowledge of the gods and he holds knowledge of the most ancient human beings because his body is made of such scattered things he has a lot of scattered information.
But Umbra is sort of out dated. He can tell you a lot about the history of the world, give you sagely advice, and seems to have some kind of universal knowledge. But Umbra is limited in just ancient history. It is a bad idea to ask him about modern world things because he doesn’t have any information about those things.
Asking him what outfit you should wear, or asking him about the most modern, current Human world you should honestly know more than him about.
Idealistic
Except not preachy. Because Umbra’s memories are scattered through an expansive amount of time, he can have some rather idealistic points of view. But it counter balances Serenity’s natural realistic point of views. He’s the one who keeps the group striving for something, even if it might be idealistic, he believes that there needs to be ambassadors for change.
Maybe that’s also his idealism speaking when he believes that they can be the ambassadors for change. While he is realistic about his idealism and doesn’t get carried away, he remembers many different eras of time, and thus he tries to adopt older views in a more modern view.
Being influenced by the modern world for four years has at least allowed him to see that his idealistic nature might need to be routed into different views. Umbra is not so idealistic that he won’t listen to anyone else. Mainly because he’s not self righteous like that.
He has a willing acceptance to learn and admit when he is wrong. But he tries to keep people to strive for more than simply the status quo.
Easy-going
If Serenity is overbearing and controlling, Umbra is quite the opposite. He takes everything at his own leisure and allows others as well. He’s not necessarily lazy, he simply takes his time. He’s efficient by being careful and detail oriented.
Not much really gets to Umbra, he seems unphased by a lot of things and doesn’t seem to persuaded by emotions or to get carried with emotions. It is easy then to simply write Umbra off as slow and lazy, but he is none of those things. He’s never so easy-going he will slack off. And he’s not slow because he’s lazy.
He has a very my pace attitude. Which makes projects, Serenity thinks that should be done in several hours, take Umbra a few days because he takes time to consider everything all at once.
He lets the others do whatever they want as long as it doesn’t impact someone too much. Or impact him in anyway that actually might get him upset. If you want someone to say yes to your insane ideas, it’s probably Umbra who will let you do it. Riko, can I cut up the curtains to make a cape. Umbra, if you’re going to do that make sure the curtains still look nice afterward.
Fearless
Being an ancient primordial void means that Umbra has little fear in the face of danger. He doesn’t sweat, but he really can’t sweat anyway he doesn’t have sweat pores to actually do that.  It means that he boldly throws himself into the fray without the fear of death or the fear of feeling any pain.
He does things with a reckless abandon. Which can be his double edge sword.
In the most positive circumstances it means that Umbra will not flee or show cowardice when the team needs it most. Watching him stand in the face of an unrelenting enemy makes the others fight alongside with him with the same mental toughness Umbra shows.
In the worse case circumstances, it’s either an enemy Umbra will someday be unable to face, and get himself actually hurt. Or he may be leading the team astray with his idealist, fearless, recklessness because he forgets they do not have his fortitude.
Personality Flaws
NonHuman Ideals
Being what he is Umbra has a difficult time expressing certain things to people because not all of his concepts are comprehendible as something human. He is wholeheartedly still something in between humanity, and all of his concepts and ideas are often vaguely abstract concepts of pataphysics. In which he conjures imaginative solutions to complicated problems because he has no concept of a true morality.
This doesn’t make him morally ambiguous. He has morals, but they are constructs of a scattered abstract memory. He is more morally abstract. How he defines good, is at its purest imaginative concept of what good is. He doesn’t define it by any other values.
Human tact on needless values to their morals. Good is selfless, sacrifices for others, good is altruistic. For Umbra Good is simply the abstract feeling of Good. What feels good is good, there needs to be no other values. Bad is selfish, harms the innocent. Bad is bad because it feels bad. Why try to define it further than that?
Because of that Umbra has some very simple, but complex abstract code of ethics.
Further I’d like to add, that the ideals or ideas that Umbra thinks are not due to some kind of faith or belief. As he lacks that kind of concept, it’s why he is so willing to hear out what others have to say. Instead most of the abstract ideal concepts that come to his mind is something he was simply born with. “Born” with. They are the imprint of a millennia of ideas that has spanned across the universe as ideas, beliefs, and concepts long before others. He has a primitive, older structure of thought.
Inability to Emote
Umbra doesn’t emote. He lacks the concept to emote. Or humanize. He can, but it’s often a falsehood because he can only imitate behaviors he sees others express. But he doesn’t necessarily feel the way a human feels.
Umbra emotes, just not in the way a human could emote. While technically he doesn’t verbally emote or show displays of emotions, he is an empathetic being. He can Sense and Share information. But he cannot necessarily feel them.
This makes it difficult for the others, despite not entirely being human themselves, but with human conditions connect to Umbra. Because Umbra is beyond even their understanding of humanity. It’s hard to connect with the thing that doesn’t express or humanize in the same way as you.
Nonexistent Reality
In all tense and purposes Umbra does and does not exist in this reality. Being from somewhere, but nowhere means that he is exist and doesn’t exist in this reality. Because of this Umbra is difficult to follow all the expected rules of him. Mainly because the way his mind thinks means he either doesn’t catch on the rules he is suppose to follow or feels above having to listen to them because he feels they have no value in his mind’s reality.
Into the Fray
Beyond all the complications of what his existence is and the way he thinks, Umbra has no sense of danger. Actually he sort of sometimes craves it. But danger in its purest form. He’s not an adrenaline junkie because he doesn’t produce adrenaline.
He’s often the one to take the most risk and jump into the fray recklessly. He enjoys the excitement in the purest form of what that means to him.
Warped Reality
More worrisome, while Umbra may not entirely exist in our reality, but may exist in our reality it does tend to affect him. While he has shown no signs of insanity, it does take a toll on Umbra mentally to be shaped and influenced by multiple realities at once.
It makes his mind a little skewed times. At its best, he’s just oblivious, half the reason he lets people do things they shouldn’t around him. Sometimes he gets a little mental confusion or forgets rather easily what he was doing. Maybe one of the reasons for a number of oddities in his behavior because of how clueless and air headed he can be.
At its worse he can be grouchy, have a violent temper, and be aggressive. And it’s most worrisome, though no one has seen him at this point, it’s maddening and hard to control his purest desires of violence and aggressive behavior.
Primordial Void Child
To even begin to understand Umbra’s powers you must understand the history of the Primordials. The Primordials that live alongside Earth’s dimension, whether or not you can enter the Void, are often the keyholders of concepts or entities. In an essence they are the reasons why concepts like Mercy, Justice, Good, Evil, Compassion, Charity, etc. exist in the first place.
And some scientist theorize that somewhere there must be a Primordial as to why Mutants even exist or even the concept of such an entity. Though that’s all an untested theory and no one can touch or enter the Void because they would be completely strip of their reality or existence in the world because the Void is made of some kind of scattered time, scattered matter. It is the pieces left of Humanity and Earth’s creation. Which is how a Primordial constructs itself through the random leftover parts of things.
How a Primordial being Ascends into a God Like state is a complicated and honestly slow process that has not been witnessed until now. Normally there is One Primordial being that is the sole embodiment of a concept or entity.
When this concept changes or this concept dies. The Primordial “dies”. But reality is the Primordial is being reshaped to take on the new concept of the idea that died because it is changing. They call a Primordial being reborn a Void Child. In a Celestial sense Umbra is still in a state of infancy, even if he doesn’t look like an infant.
In a sense Primordial’s are dual reality beings. Partly influenced by a Celestial calling. They can hear the Murmurs. The Murmurs are the voice or maybe the feeling of the universe. It is almost like a small whisper or really a sense of something that guides them to a reason. But they are also influenced by our reality somewhat. In a way they actually influence our reality, but we define in what way they do so.
With that explanation out of the way, we can delve into what it means to be a Void Child for Umbra and what that allows him to do.
Primordial Physiology
A Primordial without a concept or without an entity are often black and shapeless. As Umbra is now. They take on the shapes of the things that surround them. People. The darkness they knew from before they existed. They have no concept of a true self, and don’t remember who they were before this. They simply hear the Murmurs and know their purpose.
In the shortest terms possible a Primordial main physiology is Embodiment. It will eventually take on the shape of the concept or entity that it will some day Ascend to. A Primordial’s main existence is to Ascend after it Embodies its main concept. Told to it or maybe felt by it upon sheer existence.
Umbra’s is Justice. This is the reason he can use the powers he uses because his main Embodiment and someday his Ascension will be through some new Concept of Justice he is learning from those around him. It is why Umbra is not preachy about his ideals, because he understands fundamentally he still needs to learn. While he will someday influence the way our reality and beliefs work by his mere existence, the people around him shape what that Embodiment will look like in the near future. Though no one has to worry about Umbra’s ascension because ascension takes hundreds if not thousands of years to ascend.
It is often a Primordial’s existence that influence some conceptual story of mythology. Even if the Gods are given the credit, the stories and concepts would not have been told if not for the Primordial’s existence and assistance in the human plane as Void Children.
Mendacity Sensing
Because Umbra doesn’t feel, but sense the world it is very hard for him to not understand other people’s intentions. In layman’s terms, it simply means that he can sense when someone is lying to him or being untruthful. He doesn’t know what they are lying about, but he can sense their lies. This is very useful in discussions when working with Howard/Meat.
He cannot sense the reason behind the lie, and it is difficult for him to determine someone’s truthfulness if their mind is altered. Either through psychic screening despite Umbra’s abilities not being psychic based or through something mind altering like being drugged or brainwashed or mind controlled.
Codes of Justice
Umbra has a primitive form of law creation, he can construct laws to bend others to the boundaries of the rule. When the rules have been set the victim has no chance of escaping them unless they abide by the rules. However, he can only define laws of his embodiment and those are laws of Justice. Furthermore, the conditions of these abilities must be fairly specific or there is a way for the victim to find easy work arounds them.
Beyond that, his Codes of Justice are limited to a small radius surrounding him about a 10 ft circumference surrounding him inside a small force field created by Umbra’s Embodiment aura. Once an opponent steps into the limited range, Umbra is free to set his own rules on his opponents. Rules such as; if the fight is unfair you must surrender. This is particularly handy when they have one opponent and there are a few Rogue X members working together.
Primordial Form
Umbra is still in all tense and purposes a Primordial. Sure one that is still understanding the world, and one that has not ascended yet. But there are special occasions when a Void Child transforms into their true Primordial form. The Form they may take during Ascension.
Umbra cannot transform willingly in his Primordial Form though. As he has not Ascended and there is no way for him to access this ability alone. However, there are special occasions when Umbra does transform into his Primordial Form. Often these are of greater Celestial Events, such as a Lunar or Solar Eclipse. Or other greater Celestial Events that may spark life into Umbra. - 
In this form he has the ability to create black holes from his body, sucking anything into his body, and crushing them from existence like they are a tin can. But he also has the ability to create the opposite a white hole, while a black hole sucks things in, a white hole spits things out. He can access whichever reality he would like to do so.
No other time does he have this ability. And it is probably when he is the most vulnerable. When sucking something inside of him, it scatters his body and when the black hole is closed he spends a few slow minutes reforming his primordial shape.

Materialized Guardians
Because Primordial beings have some influence over creation, Umbra has the ability to manipulate Guardians from his lower half of his body. These Guardians fight for him, or beside him really and are useful for a variety of attacks.
At current Umbra can only shape two beings from his body. And because it takes up Umbra’s body, the more he materializes a guardian, the less of him there actually is to maneuver around. Because of this he can only truly summon one guardian at a time. But one guardian is better than none.
The Cannon
So named because of it’s shape. Is like a puppy dog, but a laser for a mouth in Umbra’s words. The Cannon can release a laser beam. Or real a conceptual laser beam, for all intensive purposes it behaves like a laser beam, and looks like a laser beam. But it is not a real laser.
After being shot by the laser witnesses will see that the opponent has not actually been shot by the laser. Well they have been that’s why they are on the floor screaming in pain, and yelling their skin burns. But they have no marks, or haven’t been melted or burnt to a crisp. As it is the concept of a laser, not a real laser.

Slither
So named because of the way it moves. Umbra was not very creative when designing these names. The slither flies around the battlefield, and slashes at its opponents. But just like the laser and the conceptual beam, these are conceptual slashes. In the opponent's mind they have been slashed and see blood from their wounds.
Everybody else is watching them like a mad man trying to desperately to stop bleeding not actually there. Slither does have one more capability which is wrapping its tail around an opponent to immobilize them.

Umbra despite what he likes to think is not impervious to damage either. When he materializes his guardians, his body is no longer as physical and he is weak to sound and other vibrations. Beyond the fact that he is weak against those with gravitational abilities. And weak against extreme force pressure of any sort. He is also affected by light matter.
He doesn’t seem to do well with high heat either. And isn’t fairly physically strong himself. His human half still feels slight pain, though dulled since he’s a shadow vein bloodstream monster. And he can be banished to a different reality like anyone else can.
He can also still be mind controlled. And he has no defense against psychic attacks.
Major Skills
Omnilingistic
Being the Celestial being that he is and some day with the goal in mind he represents the concept of Justice for all, knows every language on Earth. He can read, write, and speak these languages whenever he needs to do so.
Remembering Details
An elephant never forgets, and a Primordial being definitely doesn’t forget. He has the expansive knowledge of the Universe, but he holds onto abstract concepts and their details very well. With this in mind Umbra is very good at remembering details. He can tell when the can he left behind has been placed just an inch elsewhere, he can tell when something isn’t quite right about the details of a room, and is fairly good at putting those things together to create a more detailed picture.
Tracking
Because of his skill in remembering details, he has learned to utilize it for different functions as well. You want someone to find or you need to find a secret book that can open a backroom to a secreter room, then Umbra will most likely be able to find it.
Also since he senses people, he can easily figure out a signature, if he has gotten a clear idea of what they feel like to him. No stone is left unturned for Umbra. Once he has been sent out to track someone or find something his attention to detail has him thoroughly scour the area for clues.
He can tell the freshness of tracks. When someone’s unique signature has been there last. The dust left by the other books versus the one that has been used the most often. And so and so forth.
Minor Skills
Voice Impressions
Well only in a technical sense. Umbra can imitate the voices of people he has heard through his body. It’s more like an echo or playing back a recording than a traditional voice impression. But still very useful, when he either needs Serenity’s scolding voice, but lacks one himself.
It’s also useful in other ways as well. If you need to get past a password that requires voice activation, Umbra’s impression or really recording is an exact match to the other individual so it’s hard to tell it’s just some strange sound from the shadowy mass of a Primordial Void Child.
Also entertaining to do actor impressions.
Flower Arranging
He finds it relaxing. Or whatever the feeling of relaxing is for himself. He likes the bright colors. And he senses it makes him feel a pure form of happiness. He will not accept anyone changing around his flower arrangements and he will notice if there has been a change.
He seems rather protective over the amount of work it takes for him to arrange each flower arrangement. If anyone ever visits his little pocket dimension where he spends most of his time, you will see that is a garden of different flowers. He likes the shapes as well.
Interior Design
Who do you think designed the front entrance of the apartment? Or the lounging room? It certainly wasn’t Serenity. He used his attention to detail to choose the colors and paint the walls. He’s the one who aligned everything in an order he found acceptable.
Equipment and Weapons: None. Where would they go anyway? If I need anything I'll put it in Serenity's bag.
History:
I wish upon a star, with all my heart to bring my papa back to me.
Existence is a fickle thing. To explain would be impossible. Because a thousand stars do not know the concept of existence. He isn’t even sure if he really existed when he came to this world. Or if he exist now. He is still a child. He knows this. He is still an infant in the eyes of the stars. But is existence forming memories? Or bonds? He’s not so certain of either answer to the question. He first came to this world in a beautiful garden. Someone was speaking. Making a wish. A little girl. Emily.
She gasp.
“Are you a monster?” she ask the strange black mass that fell from the sky, that she had thought was simply a falling star.
“No I do not think I am,”
“I can hear you, but you have no mouth,” in her eyes all she saw was a quivering mass of shadows. She reached out to touch it. It was warm and comforting to the touch, which surprised her. It was alive. But it was not.
“Do I need one?”
“I don’t think so, what are you if not a monster?”
“A star,”
“Stars don’t talk,”
“I came from there. Somewhere. I am not sure where I came from. But I am definitely a star being,”
“Say star, can you grant my wish?”
“I do not have the power to grant wishes. But I sense this disappoints you in some sense, what did you want to wish?”
“My mommy and daddy, are gone. Can you bring them back? So I don’t have to live with my aunt,”
“I do not have the power of resurrection, I am sorry.”
She watches the shadow begin to build a structure, up and up. Till he is a tall person wearing a black robe. He is very handsome with white, wispy hair, almost like a cloud the way it moved, but it was also hair like. His eyes were almond shaped and very piercing.
“Did I do this right?” he asked looking at his people shape.
“I think so,” Emily told him, “How did you do that?”
“A memory of encouragement,”
Emily stared at him, she didn’t quite understand. Neither did he. A child in this universe. A child on this Earth.
It didn’t last long. He wish he could tell fanciful stories of spending more time with Emily. They had one night together. Her room was soft colors, she had created herself guardians out of her toys. She was seeking comfort. He sensed this. He wanted to give it to her. Maybe not want, but sensed he should. He spent the night with her. Watched over her. She fancied him some kind of guardian. But he was not her guardian.
Her aunt seemed sad. Her husband seemed depressed. There was an air of grief in this home. There was not anything he could. Even being a Void Child, he could only hear the Murmurs and knew there was a Primordial Concept of Grief somewhere out there. He then perhaps hoped that their grief would dissipate.
He wondered for a while. Being called to different people. And sensing them when they needed him. He felt a need perhaps to help them in some way. But, what was he meant to aid humanity with? Grief was not his concept. Hope was not his concept. Comfort was not his concept. He was not an entity, he was a thing between human and primordial.
He was a child who knew nothing. It was a maddening reality, that he could not have a concept. He searched for two years to find a concept. To define a concept. But he knew not of the steps to find this concept or its Ascension.
Until the murmurs directed him to someone who was like him. Someone in between. They had burning Justice.
“Who are you?” he asked.
They laugh.
“I could ask you, the same question, who the strange half shadow, half man is”
“I am a Void Child,”
“I am an in betweener,”
“What is your name?”
“What is yours?”
“I have none,”
“Well, then we’re alike in more ways than one I suppose,”
“You might have my Concept,”
“Oh? That’s a little odd. Did I take your luggage at the airport?”
“No, I am a Void Child, I came into existence 2 years and 3 months ago, I must find my Concept so I may ascend some day,”
He smiles.
“Want to help while finding that concept?”
“With?”
“A project of mine,”
“Hmm, what is this project?”
“I am calling them Rogue X, we’re superheroes, but the true kind, well they’re superheroes, I am just the money bank,”
“And while I help this Rogue X, I find my Concept,”
“Quick at least. That’s the idea,”
“I find this agreement acceptable,”
He never knew though at that time, that he would find his Concept working with Rogue X. The Murmurs reinforced this. They told him that this was his concept.
Other Information:
Umbra doesn't have a room in the apartment. Instead he spends most of his time in a pocket dimension in his "own shadow" to escape the way reality affects him sometimes and the way he affects reality around him.