Damien Kane
Peu de temps après que la police eut fini de secourir les quatre flics inconscients, Damien entendit un autre combat éclater à proximité. Il s'est braqué, et a pris le départ à un sprint vers un toit voisin, volant à travers l'écart entre les deux bâtiments, ses mains ont saisi le bord, et il s'est tiré vers le haut. Damien s'est rapidement balancé sur le toit, espérant voir qui faisait les combats avant qu'ils ne soient terminés. Il est arrivé juste à temps pour regarder d'en haut. Il observa rapidement la scène, notant les voyous déjà inconscients, une fille livreuse de pizza, ce qui semblait être un héros, bien qu'en mauvais état, et un autre héros actuellement au combat avec plus de voyous. Le héros sortait les voyous un par un, en utilisant divers mouvements et techniques de combat. Bien que ce fût la chose la moins intrigante de toute la situation, parce que malgré les combats et les cris évidents des voyous, Damien ne pouvait rien entendre. Tout était complètement silencieux. Intéressant. Il semble que ce héros soit capable de contrôler le sou-. Juste avant d'avoir fini sa pensée, Damien a été frappé par une vague de son, ce qui l'a conduit à devenir légèrement déséquilibré, avant de revenir à la normale. Puis il est revenu, les sons, Damien pouvait entendre les gémissements et gémissements des voyous même à une telle distance. Il a dû donner à ces pauvres sèves ce qui leur arrivait.
Damien a discuté s'il devait s'approcher de l'autre héros qui avait regardé la scène, et a finalement décidé qu'il le ferait. Il descendit le bâtiment, et s'approcha à contrecœur du héros, peu sûr de ce qu'il dirait. Il s'est levé un moment, et a examiné le héros. Il était légèrement en surpoids, mais cela pouvait être facilement corrigé avec un peu d'exercice. Son costume avait l'air un peu vieux, car les couleurs s'estompaient légèrement, mais rien de ce qu'un peu d'argent ne pouvait s'occuper. Damien tourna ensuite son attention vers la livreuse de pizza. Elle n'avait pas l'air en phase par les événements qui venaient de se passer, ce qui a quelque peu surpris Damien, mais il l'a rapidement rejeté. En marchant vers l'avant, il a mis sa main dehors, attendant une poignée de main du héros. "Le nom est D-Heu, Phoenix." Il a dit : "Savez-vous qui c'était?"
Name - Damien Kane
Alias - Phoenix
Age - 17
Powers - Has the ability to remove (physical) pain through touch, and has a vast knowledge of the human anatomy and medical procedures. (An immensely skilled doctor, basically)
Weaknesses - Can become weak with excessive use of his ability to take away pain, because of the way his brain developed knowledge, when Damien sleeps, his brain completely deactivates until a total of twelve hours are up, he cannot be waken up before then. He is not particularly strong, so he often needs other's help to move obstacles and such when trying to help people in combat.
Personality - Generally introverted, intelligent, can be somewhat bossy when it comes to his work.
Appearance - Damien has a sturdy build, but is actually rather small in size, his height being about 5'9". Because his abilities are often used in combat situations, Damien prefers the simplicity of a button-up shirt and jeans.


BRIEF Bio - Damien was born to a poor family located in the slums of the city, where the criminals and homeless were often forced to live. His parents were both severely addicted to heroin, and worked every day from dawn to dusk trying to scrounge together the money to feed both him, and their desire for their drugs. His ability to take away pain became prominent when he reached the age of thirteen, and he slowly started to develop knowledge of the human body. With this new revelation, Damien was determined to free his parents of their fatal addictions.
He tried first on his mother, as his father had a disposition to violence. He approached her slowly from behind, she was sitting on an old wooden chair, strung out from her last use, and lightly touched her on the shoulder. She froze up for a moment, then relaxed in the chair, and slowly turned her head to look behind her. She stared, awe-struck, looking at her son.
"How are you doing that?" She whispered, her voice raspy.
"I don't know." Damien replied hesitantly, "How does it feel?"
"Wonderful." She gave him a small smile, turned back around, and after a few long minutes, fell asleep.
As Damien reached the age of sixteen, his ability and knowledge had increased to it's maturity, and he was among the top doctors in the city. He performed surgery on many important people living within the city, including the mayor himself, and was well respected in the medical community, despite being so young. Unfortunately, his success was not appreciated by some, who had worked eight years of their life to try and become as successful as he was. Angry that a teenager had beat them out, they hired a hitman to kill Damien's parents, to try and send him a message. It worked. Damien fled, and went to live in the slums of the city once again, helping the poor without expectation of pay. Feeling like he had found his purpose, he stashed away his wealth for use at a date when he may need it.