Modlen a commencé à se tourner pour répondre au mutant aux cheveux oranges quand le poing sentinelle a atterri. La scène descendit rapidement dans la panique et le chaos alors que des balles et de nombreuses capacités commençaient à voler. Pendant un moment, elle a été gelée en place, ne sachant pas quoi faire ensuite. Jusqu'à ce qu'une balle lui frappe l'épaule.
On aurait dit qu'elle avait été touchée par quelque chose de petit comme un morceau de gravier et qu'au début elle n'avait pas été touchée. Elle sentait quelque chose qui courait dans son bras et un tas de liquide qui courait dans son dos. C'était difficile de bouger son bras et elle regardait bêtement la tache rouge qui se formait sur son uniforme. Elle ne pouvait pas le voir, mais il y a une blessure de sortie de la taille d'un poing de l'autre côté. Puis la douleur est entrée, suivie de la réalisation et de la panique. On lui avait tiré dessus. Sa poitrine s'est sentie serrée et elle a soudain eu du mal à respirer. Elle avait froid, mais aussi l'impression d'être soudainement trempée dans la sueur. Elle s'est sentie malade. C'était comme si son esprit ne pouvait rien traiter après avoir réalisé qu'on lui avait tiré dessus. La jeune mutante a légèrement trébuché.
Juste alors, elle a remarqué l'étranger grand, aux cheveux oranges qui lui avait parlé avant. C'était comme s'il avait disparu pendant plusieurs instants et n'avait réapparu qu'à côté d'elle. Sa peau grise maintenant encore plus pâle qu'avant, elle regarda l'étranger.
"A l'aide?"
Name: Modlen Christensen, "Moddy" for short.
Alias: None yet, she's working on it.
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Parents: Richard Christensen (a human male), mother unknown.
Powers and abilities:
Haemopotent Regeneration - Modlen can heal and regenerate using the blood of others. The amount of blood decides the speed of healing.
Disease Immunity/Carrier - A necessary secondary mutation involving Modlen's passive regeneration is immunity to all forms of disease, a useful immunity given the amount of diseases she would come into contact with. This does make her a carrier however for all kinds of diseases, especially those spread through blood.
Acrobatic - Moddy is quite a skilled acrobat. While not on the same level as someone like Nightcrawler, she has an incredible sense of balance and isn't easily disorientated.
Teleporation - Modlen can teleport to any location within her line of sight in a puff of red, bloody mist that smells strongly of iron. She can teleport over longer distances if she can see live footage of the location she wants to teleport to. Right now she can only teleport people or objects up to 160lbs in weight. Anything above that and... parts get left behind.
Personality: Modlen is quite introverted and distrustful. When around others she tends to become quite anxious, especially because of her appearance but also because she's afraid to speak out of fear of saying something 'wrong'. Her anxiety and nervousness tends to manifest as excitement, hyperactivity and uncertainty followed by spells of wallowing in self-doubt, criticism and paranoia over what people think of her.
Appearance: 

Modlen stands at 5'11 and weighs roughly 140lbs. Her ears are pointed, her skin is stone-grey as are her eyes and she suffers from an very obvious case of pupula duplex. Her raven hair reaches the small of her back and, curiously enough, she seems to have dark grey freckles dot her nose and shoulders. She also sports a prehensile tail similar in appearance to Nightcrawler's. All of this is almost certainly due to her mother, since she bears little resemblance to her human father.
While she is quite self-conscious about her demonic appearance, she does still embrace it to a degree and it has helped shape her personality and likes. She listens to metal, industrial and heavier genres of music, but doesn't limit herself to those genres. She also typically wears a combination of black, green, red and purple as well as various heavy metal band shirts.
Moddy typically wears tabi, mostly because she grew up not wearing shoes very often and they're the only footwear that still allows her to feel the ground and feel sure of her footing, otherwise she is barefoot as often as possible. She also tends to wear cargo pants, largely because pants are easier to modify so she can free her tail. If she is wearing a dress or a skirt, however, she'll always be wearing a pair of tights underneath.
Equipment: Currently, the prison uniform on her back
Bio:
From the outside, Modlen came from a seemingly normal home. Her father had a successful job in IT and was well respected by his coworkers. As well as pitied. His wife had left him after Modlen was born, mostly due to the obviously mutant appearance of their daughter, leaving Modlen's father to raise her on his own. There was obvious distrust and bullying throughout much of Modlen's childhood, but the worst came from her father.
There was no denying that Modlen's appearance was somewhat demonic, especially with her grey skin and pointed tail, and her father was quickly taken in by a local church, becoming a born again believer, devout to a fault. His fellow church goers saw him as a pious man trying to do his best with an unclean child left behind by some harlot. Many would even go so far as to insinuate that Modlen was the result of some unholy coupling and that she was not really her fathers daughter. Her father was no better. He controlled much of her life at home. What she could wear, listen to and watch. Anything that was deemed to be "unholy" behaviour was dealt with harshly. Sometimes physically. Sometimes worse.
It was no surprise then when Modlen ran away when her powers manifested, first when the blood of the steak she placed on her eye healed her bruises and next when first teleported. The fear of her fathers reaction was too much and the knowledge that she could be healed with blood made her feel even less human.
It took less than a few days of being cold and hungry on the streets until Modlen started using her abilities to feed and clothe herself. First she started small, teleporting out of stores while holding food and other things. Eventually she upgraded to teleporting into electronics stores and stealing devices, selling them on the street. It was only a matter of time until the police caught on though. All it took was one officer hiding in the shadows with a taster and she was caught.
Her father wanted nothing to do with her at that point, which she had no problem with, and she was promptly locked away. After the first few times working through the pain of the collar to try to escape, she was soon placed in solitary confinement, where she has been ever since.