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My name is Mathieu. Mathieu Whittaker. This is my story.

I was born to William and Meredith Whittaker. My parents were, to say the least, thrilled to finally have a son. They worked hard to make my life as comfortable as possible. It wasn't that easy, despite the vast amount of wealth and influence my parents possessed. You see, I had certain traits inherited from my parents that sometimes made things...difficult.

You see, my parents were meta-humans. At will, they could forcibly part the fabric of reality, step through, and with a thought, go anywhere, be anytime, and even transcend dimensions. I know, hard to believe, isn't it? What's even harder to believe is the fact that my parents were geniuses. And I do mean geniuses. Father specialized in the medicinal field, micro-biology, genetics, anything that had to do with the human, and not so human body and ways of furthering our understanding of it, or enhancing it. Mother, as you might have guessed, worked with technology. Robotics, nanotechnology, cybernetics, the works.

Needless to say, when my traits appeared, they were quite surprised. At first, they had given up hope of my ever possessing meta-human abilities of any kind. Growing up, I never went to public or private schools. Not even tutoring. They were too afraid that I would suddenly awaken. So I was homeschooled practically from birth. To be fair, I never thought of my genius as a super-power. My parents were a couple of the smartest people on the planet as it were.

But I'm starting to lose my train of thought. I was talking about when my meta-human traits, the obvious ones, surfaced. By the time I was seven(7), I had built a veritable army of robotic 'friends.' They were small, no larger than my foot, but in my parent's eyes, it was a great accomplishment, and one they had not doubted would arise. However, barely a year after my seventh birthday, the destruction of over half my creations by way of electrical surges produced by my own body, caught my parents completely by surprise. I bet the fact that I couldn't control this energy discharge didn't help matters any.

[The Supernatural]

-Ability to generate bio-electrical energy emissions, most commonly in the form of offensive blasts.

-Genius-level intellect regarding technology. Included interests are cybernetics, vehicular maintenance and design, nanotechnology, robotics.

-Limited ability to manipulate sound waves. Ability seems to revolve around the type of music I am currently listening to. Heavy metal tends to make me more focused, my attacks stronger while classical makes my ability more fine-tuned and exact.

[Take this! It's dangerous out there!]

Specs: A pair of goggles made of a surprisingly resistant material. The lenses are in the shape of the positive and negative symbols. They work on the principle most x-ray machines work, and allow me to see through most objects.

Much to the embarrassment of Jennifer.

But that wasn't my fault. I didn't know if they would work...

Diode: The gauntlet my parents designed to inhibit and control my bio-electrical discharges. The nanites within my body allow me to mentally adjust the level of control the device has over my power, though I can also adjust it manually.

Noctilucent: I admit, I was drunk when I made this thing, and I'm sober now and I still don't know what I made it for. A blend of technology and magic, the Noctilucent is a pitch black, high-tech wristwatch. When worn, it fits to just below the elbow. Pretty comfy too. This little gadget can do all kinds of neat things. Chronometer, PAC and can access the Omninet, an archive of every little piece of information in the multiverse. And it's always growing.

But that's the technological side of the Noctilucent.

Here's the kicker. A small purple crystalline gem is housed in a special chamber in the Noctilucent, this gem is constantly shifting. All tests I've made come up with vastly different results. It possesses interesting magical qualities. It warps everything in it's sphere of influence. Grants them odd qualities. The Noctilucent is now able to channel these powers. Don't ask me the details.

Current Progress - ???% Somewhere between Not Done and Done.