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[guaxini]

Name: Daniel Zimmerman

Alias:

Type: Evolved

Abilities: Friction Manipulation

Personality:  sympathetic, rebellious, artistic

Friends: David Jacobs

Foes: N/A

Biography (part 2)

Before discovering my ability I hadn't planned on going to college.  I figured I would just start a musical career like my uncle and my cousin.  However, I decided that it would be really cool to take some physics class and understand more about friction and gain greater control of my ability. 

I ended up going to school at the University of Utah.  The campus was in the foothills of a mountain range.  It was really cool to be able to skateboard across campus since it was basically a huge hill.  I met a guy named David Jacobs, who was a teacher's aid for the physics class I was taking, even though he was only a year older than me.  He helped me to understand a lot of the things we were learning in the class.  He understood physics a lot better than I did.  Even though I kind of struggled in the class I had fun ruining some of the professors visual examples where the lack of friction was important. 

During this time I gained a lot of control over my abilities.  I no longer needed to touch surfaces to feel the amount of friction in it or to manipulate the friction.  It made skateboarding even better.  There were quite a few times that I would skateboard and because of the way I was playing with the friction on the ground I would some times fly off my board and just slide across the ground.  It was cool to be able to even skateboard in the snow and increase the friction so that I didn't fall with every turn.

One day I was at Dave's house and he asked me how I was able to skateboard like that.  I told him that I had just skateboarded a lot and was really good.  He didn't buy it though.

"I know enough about physics to know that that's not true, Dan," Dave said.  "I've seen enough to know that when somebody defies the laws of physics it usually means that they have some kind of ability."

"What are you talking about?" I asked him.

"I'm saying that like me, you have an ability.  Watch this."  He dropped his physic's book and it fell very slowly to the ground.  "I'm able to manipulate gravity.  So what is it exactly that you do?"

"I control friction," I told him.

He went on to tell me that I needed to be careful with my abilities and not let people find out about it.  He told me that if the wrong people found out what I was capable of that I would be in danger.  I asked him what he was talking about, but he said that he couldn't really tell me more than that.

[guaxini]

Name: David Jacobs

Alias:

Type: Evolved

Abilities: Gravity Manipulation

Personality: Intelligent, Outdoorsy

Friends: Daniel Zimmerman

Foes: N/A

Biography (part 2)

It didn't take to long until I realized that I could manipulate gravity.  I began studying a lot about physics on my own and learned to control my ability pretty well in a short time.  I learned how to make gravity pull me towards a wall in a room, and take it away from the ground.  However, I learned that it was important to create equilibriums of gravity.  This took a lot of practice, to be able to stand on the ceiling on one side of the room, but keep everything sitting on the floor in the other side of the room.  This actually took me years to get down really well. 

During my last year of high school I already had pretty good control over my ability, but still wasn't great at creating equilibriums.  One day when I was 17 I was at a bank when a bank robber came in.  I realized that I could use my power to stop him, so I increased gravitational pull of the wall closest to him so that he would fall towards it.  I didn't increase it a lot, because I didn't want to hurt the other people that would fall towards it, but as I hoped he looked behind him as he began to fall thinking that someone was pulling him.  At the same time I was jumping feet first towards him, kicking the gun out of his hand with one foot, while smashing him and a person I hadn't seen behind him into the wall.  I reverted gravity back to normal, and the guy that I accidentally smashed between the robber and the wall held him in a headlock and a tall man in a suit picked up the gun and dialed 911 on a cell phone while pointing the gun at the robber.

After the police apprehended the robber the guy that called the police asked to speak with me in private.  He was also with the guy that held onto the robber.  They introduced themselves as Noah and Claude and told me that they knew about my ability.  I found out that the reason why I hadn't seen Claude behind the robber was because he was invisible and was sneaking up on the robber to take him out.  They had actually come to Salt Lake to talk to me specifically. 

They ended up running some tests on me down in Moab.  They ended up giving me a job with the company that they worked for, but told me that I wouldn't be working full time like them, but should finish up with high school.  They gave me a cell phone and told me that they would let me know when they had an assignment for me, and warned me not to let anybody, not even my family, know about any of this.

[guaxini]

Name: David Jacobs

Alias:

Type: Evolved

Abilities: Gravity Manipulation

Personality: Intelligent, Outdoorsy

Friends: Daniel Zimmerman

Foes: N/A

Biography (part 3)

I later found out that the company hadn't planned on giving me a job, but at the bank realized how useful I could be to them.  They had planned on only running the experiments on me and then having a Haitian kid about my age erase my memory.  Having me work for them was very unusual for the company.  Besides the Haitian, who didn't seem to have a family or life outside of the company, I was the youngest person to work there. 

They had one of their most experienced workers train me.  His name was Mark Smith.  He didn't have any ability like Claude or the Haitian or me, but he made up for it with his intelligence and experience.  While I was still in high school I didn't do much for the company.  Mark and I only "bagged and tagged" one individual, who happened to be from the Salt Lake area, before I graduated.  After I graduated I moved out and got a lot more involved in the company.  It was pretty difficult to convince them to let me go to college.  I justified it by telling them that I was already halfway done because of all the A.P. credits I got in high school, and telling them I'd only take classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  However, I think that what convinced them was telling them that I would learn to control and strengthen my abilities with the science classes that I would take.

Only having classes 2 days a week gave me a lot more time to devote to the company.  Mark and I bagged and tagged quite a few individuals from all across the Western United States.  I often wondered how the company went about things before the Haitian was around to wipe memories, but Mark never told me.  I soon realized that while the company's purpose was a good purpose their means of accomplishing it weren't always moral.  I was sometimes put in very life threatening situations, trying to capture some of the more dangerous evolved individuals.  I was told that that was one of the main reasons the company was founded, to track evolved humans and be able to get rid of them if they became a threat to the general population.  A few times there were people that the company had killed that didn't try to hurt others, but didn't know how to control their abilities.  Other times, they let very dangerous individuals who had great control of their abilities live imprisoned in the various facilities throughout the world.

I'd seen and experienced enough that at times I wished I could leave the company, but what I had seen and experienced also told me that I couldn't leave the company.  The same way others were tracked, so was I; and I was too valuable and knew too much for them to just let me leave.

I hadn't really reached this point by the time that I met Daniel, though.  That was my second (and last) year of college.  I was a T.A. for and introductory physics class and often helped Dan understand the concepts.  It didn't take long for me to realize that he had an ability, and I learned from him that he could control friction.

A couple days after I learned this I took him down to the facility in Moab and the company ran some experiments on him.  I tried to get him a job working for the company as well, but they wouldn't allow it.  I got pretty upset that they would take me in while I still lived with my parents and hadn't even finished high school, but not take Dan in when he had already finished high school and no longer lived at home.  They had the Haitian wipe his memory and told me that he wasn't qualified to work for the company, but told me to help him learn to use his ability better.

[guaxini]

Name: Daniel Zimmerman

Alias:

Type: Evolved

Abilities: Friction Manipulation

Personality:  sympathetic, rebellious, artistic

Friends: David Jacobs

Foes: N/A

Biography (part 3)

I was hanging out at Dave's house the Friday after I told him about my ability.  I must have been pretty tired, because I don't even remember falling asleep, I just remember waking up at his place Sunday morning with a bad headache and him asking me if I was OK because I had slept all day Saturday.

Dave offered to help me learn to control and improve my abilities.  Our little training sessions were pretty irregular, because he was always being called in to work.  He told me that he worked for an engineering company down in central Utah.  However, he was able to help me quite a bit.  With his knowledge of physics I learned how much to increase or decrease friction to change the speed of objects.  I learned that by removing friction underneath a large object and increasing the friction where I was standing I could push very large objects and actually get them moving about as fast as I could move.  He helped me to realize that not only could I change the friction of surfaces, but that I could also manipulate the air resistance and the viscosity of fluids since they were just forms of friction.

[guaxini]

Name: Alex Johnson

Alias:

Type: Human

Abilities: None

Personality: Determined, Resourceful, Cold

Friends:

Foes: Evolved Humans

Biography (part 1)

My name's Alex Johnson.  I was born in 1960 in Southern California, where I grew up.  I had a pretty normal childhood, nothing to interesting about it.  I got married when I was 20 and everything was going great until one night in 1982.  I got home from work early one day and found my wife in bed with another guy.  I pulled him off of her and threw him into the wall.  That's when I got a look at the guy.  He looked just like me.  And then right in front of my eyes his appearance changed.  He turned into a big black guy, about 6 foot 6.  While I was shocked by what I just saw he ran and jumped through the window.  I started to chase after him, even though he looked a lot stronger than me.  I lost him though, he got away.

My wife started apologizing to me, telling me that she thought it was me, that he looked just like me.  I wasn't mad at her though, I just wanted revenge on the bastard that had raped my wife.  I called the cops and they investigated the scene.  Turns out the guy cut himself jumping through the window.  When the forensics came through a couple days later the police informed me that it was a guy named James Hansen.  They showed me a picture of him; he wasn't a black guy, and he didn't look much like me either, other than he was also white.  I knew the police wouldn't believe me if I told him that he could shapeshift, and that if I told them the guy that raped my wife didn't look like that they might drop the case.  So I told them that that was the guy. 

The next day the police inform me that this guys roommate and neighbors haven't seen him for a few days, that he must be in hiding.  That's when I decided to take things into my own hands.  I went to his address and hid in a tree in his yard.  The next morning a Mexican guy walked out of the house and got in his car.  I climbed down the tree and got into my car and started following him.  It was only a couple of minutes before he stopped at a corner and another guy that looked just like him walked up to the car.  He got into the car without opening the door, just walked right through it.  Then I looked back at the driver and realized it was the guy that raped my wife.  I could only see the back of his head, but his hair was a completely different color now. 

I followed them to a bank and pulled into the parking lot of a grocery store next to the bank so that they wouldn't realize they were being followed.  They got out of the car and walked around to the side of the bank, and then just disappeared through the wall.  Realizing that they were robbing the bank, I got out of my car, ran to a pay phone, and called the cops. 

[Emiko Ishimura]

It has been a very long time since I've continued my storyline of Emiko Ishimura, and it is safe to say the story is dead before it ended. However, I have filled in the missing chapters with complete information on what was to be in those chapters (ie: developments, events) so I can bring my story to a complete conclusion. This is the story as I had envisioned it for a long time.

The spoilers are part of my info post, link: http://www.heroestv.com/forum/index.php?topic=2847.msg25468#msg25468

The only chapter that I have not included the spoilers in is the final chapter as it will take me some time to fully remember the details that were supposed to be in that chapter - it's been a long time.

Once that chapter's spoilers are posted, my Emiko Ishimura storyline is officially over. I have plans for a new multi-character storyline but I'll have to regain some inspiration by way of new Heroes episodes.

[guaxini]

Name: Alex Johnson

Alias:

Type: Human

Abilities: None

Personality: Determined, Resourceful, Cold

Friends:

Foes: Evolved Humans

Biography (part 2)

I waited anxiously for the cops to get there, but saw the two of them walking out the side of the building before the cops could get there.  Frustrated, I started up my car and drove over to the bank's parking lot entrance blocking it off before they could get out.  They got out of the car and started yelling at me.  Even though there were two of them and only one of me, I got out of my car and decked the guy that raped my wife in the face.  He fell to the ground and I dodged a punch from the Mexican.  As I was dodging the punch I swept his legs and he fell onto his back.  I jumped on top of him and swung my fist at his face, but it went right through his head and hit the concrete.  I pulled my hand back in pain, and before I knew it the Mexican was on top of me and bashed my head into the ground. 

Next thing I know, I'm waking up in the hospital.  The doctor tells me that I have a broken hand and a mild concussion.  The police came in a few minutes later and question me about what happened.  The cops told me that as they were arriving they saw two guys getting into a car and taking off, and then found me unconscious in the parking lot.  They think that the robbers got scared and took off when they saw the cop cars, otherwise I might have been dead. 

After talking to the cops I called home to tell my wife what had happened.  I figured she'd probably be worried about me since it was already dark.  I called, but nobody answered.  I checked out of the hospital and took a bus back to the bank so I could pick up my car.  I drove back home and saw that my house was on fire and that the firefighters were trying to put it out.  They later told me that the fire looked intentional and that they found my wife's burned body inside.  There was no doubt in my mind who had caused that fire, nor any doubt concerning what I was going to do about it.

The next morning I hid outside of their house again.  I waited to see the shapeshifter walk out of the house and drive off.  A few minutes later I picked the lock to the house and waited with my gun for them to come back.  I knew that I'd half to take out the Mexican first, catch him off guard or else the bullet would just go right through him like my fist did.  So I decided to look for a place to hide so that I would be able to catch them off guard.  I hid underneath the bed in one of the rooms and waited about an hour and a half before they got home.  I saw there feet walk past the bed and then they knelt down.  One of them lifted up a few floorboards and started stashing the stolen money in it.  I slid out from under the bed on the opposite side, and took two quick shots at the backs of their heads.

My life as Alex Johnson ended that day.  I no longer had a wife, and I knew that if there were others out there like these two that others were also in danger.  I took some of there money and started a new life tracking these scum down, going from city to city, always using a different alias.

[guaxini]

Name: David Jacobs

Alias:

Type: Evolved

Abilities: Gravity Manipulation

Personality: Intelligent, Outdoorsy

Friends: Daniel Zimmerman

Foes: N/A

Biography (part 4)

In 96, Mark and I received an assignment to bag some guy that didn't even have any abilities.  His name was Alex Johnson, though he had gone by various aliases over the years.  I asked Mark why we were bagging this guy.  It's a good thing I did, otherwise I might not have been very prepared for the mission. 

Mark told me about how this Alex guy had saved his life back in 83 when a psychopathic evolved human with the ability to secrete acid was torturing him.  This psychopath had kidnapped Mark and his family.  He had been giving them acid burns just for fun (Mark even showed me a couple of the scars).  He had made Mark watch as he killed his first his two year old son and then his wife after he was done torturing them.  Alex showed up and killed the acid secretor. 

For a few months Mark and Alex worked together tracking down these evolved humans based mostly on newspaper articles making fun of people they thought were crazy who talked about people with super powers and such.  After a few months the company came across them, though, and gave them both a job.  Mark was fine having an evolved human as his partner.  Alex, however, didn't believe any of them deserved to live.  He didn't say so, though.  He realized that working with the company he could find these evolved humans that he called freaks a lot easier.  Lot's of times the people he was supposed to bag and tag were killed rather than brought in alive.  Other times these people turned up dead a few weeks after they were released from the company.  His partners had a much higher mortality rate than anybody else's at the company.  It didn't take to long for the company to realize what was going on, but by the time they found out he had already disappeared with the files of a lot of tagged individuals.

Recently, agents had been found dead on their missions, the thing is the people they were supposed to be bagging were also dead.  The company believed that Alex had already finished off all the people from the files he'd stolen and was now following company agents, killing them and those they were bagging.  One agent that had survived confirmed that it was Johnson and had even managed to trail him and find out where he was hiding.  So it was our mission to bring him in.

[Deceit]

Character Update

Name: Michael Cross
Alias: Avery
Type: Evolved...?
Abilities: Unknown
Personality: Intelligent, Content
Friends: Bron
Foes: None

Biography
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