Age: 31
Birthplace:Salt Lake City, Utah
Current Location: New York
Pronouns: She/her
Orientation: Lesbian
Species: Mutant
Occupation: Private Investigator
Personality: Sabina is constantly exhausted, so she is quick to temper. She is almost always sarcastic, and can't take anyone or anything seriously. She will often make jokes, at especially inappropriate times. She is naturally very socially awkward but can fake normalcy well. She can be seen as selfish, or egotistical, in reality, she just has a lot on her mind. A big fan of the underdog, she will always defend those that can't defend themselves. Morally gray, she is willing to do almost anything to reach her goals, even if that means bribery, blackmail, or violence.
BIOGRAPHY
Sabina King was born to a Kazakh mother and an American businessman. Three years after she was born, her mother acquired her citizenship and abandoned them. Her father, lonely and heartbroken, drunk himself into oblivion nightly to forget he had ever met her. It forced Sabina to grow up on her own, learning to become an adult at a young age. She always wished she could erase the memory of her mother, so they could be a normal family. Her father sent Sabina to a boarding school at 14, where she stayed till she was 16. Her father had notified her that he was dying of liver failure due to his alcoholism. She rushed to his bedside because, though he had been neglectful;, he was still her father. She hoped for a moment of normalness, but he could only curse Sabina’s mother for her abandonment. Sabina felt something inside her that day. Something more than rage, it built inside of her warm at first. Then as hot as fire. She could feel it fill her like smoke. As she held her dying father's hand she could see his thoughts. She could see how they met, a smile, a glance. They shook hands. Sabina could feel herself shaking. No more. She imagined the memory gone. She erased every memory of her mother, smothering it in the smoke that filled her soul. Then she couldn’t find it anymore. It was gone, and for the first time in her life, she saw her father truly happy. Soon the happiness was replaced with confusion. He remembered his daughter but had no idea who her mother was. No memory was there to fulfill it. He had a daughter with no notion of a mother. He racked his brain for anything. His face went blank. His mind was fried, a paradox that happened when she didn’t replace the memories she erased. That was the first time she had seen her power. She had used it, and she had broken her father beyond repair.
Sabina started to look for her mother, luckily her name was unique. She was easy to find. She flew across the country to New York and knocked on her mother’s door.It was an awkward reunion. She looked different, older, more tired, and not nearly as lovely. They talked about life. She currently was a housewife, the mother Sab had always wanted but never had. Sabina asked her why her mother abandoned her. She left because she never loved their father and couldn’t stand being with him. After she got her citizenship, she wanted to start a new life and make enough money to take her back and live together with her new husband and twin siblings. Her mother came to the house one day when Sabina was six and asked to take her with them. Her father quickly denied it, and that was the last they heard of her. She couldn’t afford to go to court, so with a heavy heart, she relinquished all her custody. Sabina went to touch her mother’s hand, to verify her memories. Everything she said was true, and she assumed her father must have been drunk, as she didn’t see it in his memories before his death. Before she left, though, she decided to ease her mother’s weary mind. She added her own favorite memories. Giving her mother a glimpse of everything she missed as if she was there the whole time. They embraced for the first time.
As a kid Sabina loved to read, it was her escape from the cold world. She was particularly fond of Detective Novels. She was also a nosy gossip. She honed those skills through adolescence. Sabina now owns her own private investigative agency. She uses her powers for a fee to find things people search for. She'll work for whoever pays her, so she often winds up doing work for opposing sides. Her most frequent clients are the city police department and a madame at the head of a high-class escort service.
