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.”
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
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."
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.