Shapeshifting - Shapeshifters can take on a living or dead person's physical appearance by shedding their skin. When they shift, they literally become the person they're mimicking, gaining everything, including fingerprints and DNA; they can also mimic wounds, even very serious ones. Once a Shapeshifter transforms into that person, they can access the thoughts and memories of the person they are mimicking provided that the person is still alive. Stella, on the other hand, has the ability to change shape without shedding.
Regeneration - As they change their form easily, Shapeshifters can heal non-fatal wounds, and even replace body parts such as ears or a big piece of skin.
Telepathy - Shapeshifters have a telepathic link with the people they mimic, making them able to "download" the memory and thoughts of this person as long as she/he is alive, which explains why they keep their victims alive.
Voice Mimicry - Once a shifter has assumed someone's form, they are able to mimic their voices perfectly, even if they assume another form.
Super Strength - Even though they appear human, shapeshifters do possess amazing physical strength. They can easily overpower and kill human beings. One was able to rip a woman apart with his bare hands while in the form of a young child.
Invulnerability - Shapeshifters are unaffected from most physical injuries, unless caused by silver.
Super Speed - Shapeshifters seem to be able to run faster than humans; on several occasions, shapeshifters have managed to easily escape from pursuers. One was able to run faster than a gun could be aimed.
Super Agility - They possess quicker reflexes than typical humans. One of them was able to dodge a bullet, jump out of a house without hurting itself, and left a bloody footprint on a telephone pole, indicating that Shapeshifters can climb.
Gravity Manipulation - Unbeknownst to her, Stella was born with more amazing abilities. She was able to levitate, throw tables, hold her enemies to a wall high above the ground, choke a United States Marine, and even accidentally crush the head of an undercover Hydra operative, all without physical contact. With no one to guide her and help her to learn to control her powers, Stella barely had a hold of it and accidentally murdered an innocent person as a result whilst also causing random destruction in a nearby building.
Expert Martial Artist - Stella possessed high levels of combat skill, shown to have taken down two HYDRA students at once during a training match. She was able to temporarily overpower Steve Rogers, an enhanced individual. Stella was also able to defend herself against a highly trained S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.
Chakram Mastery - As her mother's assassin, Stella was able to wield her Chakram with skill. She could predict where Clint Barton would fire an arrow, and effectively slice the arrow in half with extreme precision. She was also able to use her Chakram for close-quarters combat, such as when she fought two S.H.I.E.L.D agents at the same time.
Tactician - Stella possessed a calculative mind which she demonstrated when she was able to persuade Tony Stark and Steve Rogers to allow her to join them on a mission, simply by promising not to get involved...a promise she later broke when she slipped away from them to fight her own battles.
~ Hobbies & Tallents ~
Singing - Stella has a wonderful voice. Depending on the tone she decides to use, she can either soothe someone or energize them. Her music is often kept to herself, though. While she does enjoy singing, she refuses to sing in front of people for personal reasons.
Writing - Stella loves to write. She has a secret journal that she keeps hidden beneath her mattress. Poems, stories, wishes, dreams, thoughts...everything that ever crosses her mind and holds her interest is written within this journal. She will literally murder anyone that dares to touch it.
Dancing -Another hidden passion. When she's alone, Stella will often blast her favorite music as loud as she can and proceed to dance around her bedroom. Her movements could be described as graceful, elegant, precise, and powerful, but they are not to be described as such, since she refuses to dance in front of people.
Drawing - Stella has a passion, and talent, for drawing life-like works of art. Yet more things that she adds to her journal, and likewise refuses to let others see.
Physical Activities - Stella enjoys anything that requires physical capabilities. Running, walking, working out, punching bags, treadmills, sparring, martial arts, surfing, swimming, basketball, tennis, baseball...all of this, and more, are things she enjoys the most.
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Miracle Prodigy's Details
Slim / Slender
Twilight, The Originals, Supernatural (the show). Select Crossovers welcome.
Fave Food - Double Bacon Cheese Burgers, no tomatoes, with pickles. From Sonic.
Fave Drink - Soda (Coke, Dr. Pepper, RC Cola, Pepsi...)
Fave Movie - Mulan. 1998. (Surprising, right?)
Fave Book - The Canterbury Tales.
Fave Season - Summer.
Fave Place - Lake or Beach.
Dating - No one. Will NOT write smut. Only takes relationships that happen naturally.
~ PRESENT LIFE ~
Though her details will change somewhat based on the storyline discussed and writing partners, there are a few main details that will remain the same. Her parents are Natasha Romanoff and Steve Rogers. At some point after her birth she ends up in HYDRA's hands and is trained to be the perfect soldier. She is also born with the amazing powers she possesses instead of receiving them as shown in Agents of Shield. She struggles to control her powers, as no one at HYDRA is properly equipped to train her on how to use them.
She does eventually join SHIELD but struggles greatly to do the right thing. She fails more missions than she can count as her methods are not up to SHIELD's standards and she is constantly training, even when it is not needed. Training is a way for her to work out her irritations, frustrations, and her anger without causing damage to anyone or anything. She holds herself to unbelievably high standards and feels like a failure and disappointment when she cannot obtain those standards, often leading her to doubt herself and those around her.
DC Universe - Works for Joker, eventually joins the Bat family.
SPN Universe - Saved by Cas as a child, ultimately trained by Sam and Dean.
"You're beaten, so am I, I've got a heart of stone, No medication can cure what has taken hold"
'HAUNTED' BY DISTURBED
Other villains? He really didn't think of himself as the villain like others did but then again....sometimes he did see himself as one. There were many points in his life even when he was on Asgard that he saw himself as one but this...what just happened a bit ago...was that something a villain would do? He was just doing what was right and if others got in the way of that then he would just get rid of them. Deep down though he knew what he did was something no one else would do but he didn't care. He wanted to take and rule what was his but he failed. Those Avengers as they call themselves....annoying little pests! He can't believe his brother really got himself involved with the likes of them!
They were just mortals that weren't worthy of their presence and it would seem Thor his brother found them worthy. He must of lost his damn mind or something! So back to this moral woman..what was her reason to hate them so much? He stayed silent as she soon explained her back story to him but first asking if he knew who Hydra was. He was well aware of who they were but not as much as any other. “I do.” he gave a simple answer, being blunt as always. Next came her reasoning why she even hated the Avengers and why she wished to get revenge on them. So they killed the only family she had and the possible extended family she had at that base they destroyed.
That right there, that can fuel anyone's rage. To most losing a family member is something to grieve for but it seems she turned that into pure rage and she wanted to make sure the Avengers felt it. He could understand, who wouldn't. If someone he held dear to him died by their hands...oh yeah he would for sure try and get back at them too. He didn't say anything at first as he took in everything she had said and how she wanted to get back at them which was actually something he will like. “Make them believe they are being attacked by one of their own. Now that is genius.” he stated with a slight smirk.
It's something even he would of done. Shapeshifting wasn't anything odd for him, after all he was known to take up many different forms over the years. To other beings, humans, to even animals. He knew this was going to be rather interesting. Should he get himself involved in this? Of course he should! Look what just happened to him! He needs to exact revenge on them as well. He could sense her anger was trying to bubble to the surface but she retained her calmness which he found surprising. “Considering my current state....I will need some time to rest but I would love to take on this plan of yours. Honestly it'll be a shame if I didn't see the looks on their faces when a suppose teammate tries to kill you. It'll be a joy to work along side you.”
A set of gold-plated sandals scrape across resinous flooring.
He crooks himself forward, catching hold of his knee to tuck both legs in. Various flashcards in different states of wear wait for his reach, scattered. The words etched upon each range from CAT, DOG, and TREE.
Focus pointedly aligns towards a card bearing the instructions. How curious it is that he missed this one. It is plucked from its brothers and held at a distance. The words are much too small, and there are no pictures. “How deceptive.”
He turns his head, following a flicker of color. An out of place element within the Hall of Ancient Egypt. With a card still in hand, he turns to study her with mild fascination. It’s not often that someone strays into his hall. “Before you leave, will you please tell me what this says?” ----When he catches sight of her, his features brighten.
"It was found in my deck of flashcards.. what do you think it means?"
I absolutely need to send a more thorough response about embraces! Turn it into an ADVENTURE. A delightful excursion. I feel they need to explore a cheesy haunted house. Possibly intended for youngsters so he can try to communicate with other mummies. LMAO
"Look at earth from outer space, Everyone must find a place, Give me time and give me space"
'POLITIK' BY COLDPLAY
She was a very strange person. She showed no fear towards him even after seeing what he did to that human city, she wasn't afraid of him when he changed from a bird to his regular form, it would seem she perhaps herself wasn't a normal being. Course he got to see that first hand with her ability to change into other beings. Something he was used to doing since that is a merely magic trick he has learned as a toddler even. Though what was she then? He was well aware that this planet of Midgard held some humans with extremely gifted talents. Either it be by creating things out of metal or gaining their abilities at birth. What was she ten? He remained silent as she noticed the state he was in. Yeah...he wasn't to thrilled to look like a beaten animal. He hated to lose and more so he hated to run away.
So this whole meeting better be worth it. He still had a change to take on the Avengers...right? He wasn't so sure. He knows what his future held back there but he was glad to be away from it and he was safe, for now at least. He still wasn't sure about what her intentions were. All he knew was that she wanted to get back at the Avengers and he would love to have Loki help with her request to take them down. Course he was going to be all up for that. He despised them...more so he hated one of the members of their group and that was his brother Thor...now his adoptive brother. His entire family was nothing to him, they weren't related by blood so he has no ties to Thor and his stupid family!
The minute he thought that that's when his mother came into his head. No...don't think of her...she must be horribly disappointed in him right now no doubt. He must not think about her. Thankfully the female before him brought up that he should relax for now and take in the area because of the energy it held. He can't deny the fact that the woods here were different. From the second he landed here he knew something was up. Perhaps that's why she wanted them to meet here so he could have some time to heal. He gave a simple nod as he let his body relax,letting loose as some would say so the atmosphere can affect him.
“I never realized Midgard held mysteries like this.” he said as he found a large piece of the building and sat himself down, resting his tired and sore legs. “So why me?” he asked as he turned his attention right at her. “I'm aware there are many villains that call Midgard home and yet you picked me?” course it must be because he was stronger than them but perhaps she had an agenda and it called for his special abilities. Well either way in order for him to even suggest helping her, she would have to provide him with answers.
Bruce had finally arrived home from what had seemed like a long day of trivial meetings at Wayne Enterprises. It wouldn't have been trivial to Bruce if overseeing the future of the company had been his life. By rights it should have been his life making sure the future of his company had been assured, but his life had been altered by the deaths of his parents all those years ago. His life and real work was on the streets of Gotham as Batman.
Saying a hello to Alfred he had made his way into his study and pulled walked over to the bookcase pulling back on a book that cased the case to pull away from the wall to reveal a secret opening very few had known about. Revealed an old service elevator that he got in and lowered to ground floor as he had reached his destination, the Batcave. Exiting the elevator he turned on the lights to brighten the cave a little bit. Suiting up in his costume he had made his way over the Batmobile as he got into the car and exited the cave. It was time to go to work.
There was a growing problem on the streets of Gotham City. The criminal element of the city was getting younger. Way younger then Bruce had wanted to admit. It seemed the children who were long forgotten or abandoned had turned to crime. The GCPD had been rounding up kids on the streets for weeks now. Some of them turned over to the juvenile hall while others were placed in the system only to probably become much worse as they grew older and leaving them for him to deal with once they got out.
It seemed tonight though had been a quite night, that was until he had heard it. The explosion. Hitting the gas on the Batmobile he had made his way over to the location of the explosion. A raging fire had been set. Thankfully no one had seemed to be inside of the building as the workers thankfully left for the night. Unfortunately they wouldn't have a job to come back to in the morning. That's when he saw it. Someone had been watching the fire rage. From what he could tell this arsonist wasn't an adult. It was a kid. The kid didn't see him but took off running. Probably due to the approaching sirens of cop cars and fire trucks that were arriving on scene.
Exiting the car, he had ran down the alleyway. Whoever this child was she was fast. In many ways she had reminded him of Jason Todd, when he was younger. Only whoever this was slipped away. "I'm going to make this easy on you and offer yourself a chance to give up now." He said calling out to the shadows. "I know you're here, and I will find you. Don't make this harder then it has to be." Normally Bruce wouldn't have been so diplomatic with a grown man. If it had been a grown man, they would have been subdued and in custody nursing a broken arm or jaw, or both. Bruce was dealing with a kid. "Last chance come out now."
There's a stir, a series of clatters within the room of Employees Only. It's not unusual for exhibits to break into its depths. A lock fixed onto the door rarely works.
Today, the room is occupied by the pharaoh Ahkmenrah. He stands with his back turned to anyone who may enter. He can hear something nearby, but right now, he's busy. With invasive hands, he delves further into the confines of the kit. A roll of gauze is plucked, and he begins to unravel it. When he hears her, his head slants to her, and he extends it for her to observe alongside.
"I wasn't aware that mummifying was in-style. This isn't nearly enough cotton."
The dark was a bonus, James thought idly, as he exited the car and stretched his arms above his head. His stomach growled, but that need would have to wait. Besides, it was far too late to be eating anything. He thought there were some bars in the bottom of his bag, but the pang would pass and he would be fine again soon. He worked out the knots in his spine with a couple of twists before heading into the nearby shrub to relieve the other need that he had stopped for.
He returned shortly after, feeling more comfortable if not better. He rubbed his hands on some of the snow, using it to clean them, before he straightened up again and continued to walk around. Stella was looking at something on her phone, and he wondered at that. Then she spoke up and he headed over to her. “There is a cache of supplies near the city,” he said, “I didn’t leave them there, they are a deposit from my former employer,” That was said with all the dryness he could manage at this hour, “We can go and see if it is still there, I’m sure there will be some currency in there. More than the three dollars I have to my name currently,” he said. He hadn’t counted the coins, there might be a bit more, no more than six…
“I’m hungry,” he confessed, “but I can wait. The city will be easier to get ourselves lost in. I don’t want to stop before then, it’s late and our presence will be remembered at this hour.” They were an odd pair. He looked as though he needed to have a bath two weeks ago, and she looked rather cleaner. It was strange and he knew it would stand out! “We’ll find the cache and then go from there. I can’t recall the name of the place it’s at but I know where it is.” It did not make a lot of sense, but then again, HYDRA programming was not something to be sniffed at.
"Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air, Can't live, can't breathe with no air"
'NO AIR' BY JORDIN SPARKS
Things didn't turn out like he wanted, actually they were worse than what he had hoped for. He faced Tony in the Avengers Tower and well things just went down hill from there. He was soon faced with the green brute and after he told him off, well Loki was just picked up like a rag doll and slammed around like he was nothing. He couldn't even move when he was finally smashed for the last time on the floor. It was hard to breath too but just as the one called Hulk moved away from him that's when the god remembered the card the strange girl gave to him. With the energy he did have he was able to dig into his pocket. Dare he meet with her?
What if it was truly a trick by the heroes to get him to a place and get him them. Well they technically have him right now so what's the harm right? He managed to use a teleporting spell and just like that he was gone from the Avengers Tower before the other heroes can come and arrest him. Because it had her energy on the card still, the spell was able to take him to the area she was at, though when he landed it wasn't a pleasant one. He only had enough energy to get him so far so he managed to land right into the woods and flew down from a tree, hitting every branch as he fell hard to the ground. “Damn it...” he grunted as he stayed where he was, too weak to move at the moment. He must of stayed on the ground for what seemed to be two hours before he finally found the will to get up.
Using a lot of his magic for that one spell did take a lout of him but he could sense his energy returning to him. Thankfully he still held onto the card in his left hand as he fell so he could sense that she was close by. Once he was finally on his feet he looked around, this was just a wooded area, her energy seemed to be further away from him. Managing to use a bit more magic he transformed himself into a magpie and took into the sky, flying to where she was located. He sensed she was close now and he noticed a building just ahead of him. She really did pick a secluded area. He flew down and just before he landed behind her he transformed back to his true self. “I hope I didn't keep you waiting long.” he said as he made himself known. He must of looked a mess with cuts on his face and tattered clothes, seems he didn't win his fight at all. He wondered if she had known that would happen.
This has to be an Avenger right? It has to be some sort of hero that is here to stop him too just like the others! He growled and kept his staff pointed at his fake double. He wanted answers and he wanted them now. The staff gave off a soft blue glow, clearly serious about getting some answers as to who this faker was but at the same time were they really a good guy as he thought they were? After all he knew most of the Avengers and none of them were capable of such a thing...as far as he knew. None of them were shapeshifters...unless you count that big green guy but that's not really shapeshifting more than it is transforming. Though it didn't take too long before he got his answers as the double even put their finger onto the staff as if they had no fear of what the thing could do. Brave one in deed.
They pushed it away from their face before they finally showed their true self....it was but a mere woman! Seems she did not side with the Avengers at all, even calling them baffoons even. Who in the world is she then. She explained herself that she took on his form to grab his attention. Yeah that did the job and even pissed him off too. Then she added that she wishes to join him because the Avengers have actually taken everything from her, family and home. “So revenge is what you seek.” he said as he tapped his staff on the ground, causing the blue hue to disappear. So she was here to cause some problems too. No doubt now she was the one that helped her during the fight with Hawkeye. Okay, she really had his attention now. Though before he could speak the super soldier's shield came zooming past their heads.
Seems the Avengers were close now, drats! Loki was ready to run off and she was too but not before she slipped him a piece of paper, clearly a way to find her if he decides to join forces with her. He gives her a nod before he takes flight and heads upward, back on top of the building. The Avengers seem to be looking for him again, best find a better spot than stand out here in the open. He looked into his hand and looked at the piece of paper before he stuffed it into his cloak and he headed off towards the Avengers Tower, hopefully he'll be able to end the fight quickly though it would seem that fate had bigger plans for him soon enough.