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Norman White

Mutant

111 Years Old

Blood type O-

My Name is Norman White and I'm a mutant. I don't die easy, and it's a blessing and a curse. This is my story.

I was born in 1926 and the world had just gotten over a war like no other. My father had been a soldier in this conflict, and growing up he never spoke of it. We believed that the worst was over. We had no clue that there was something lurking in the darkness waiting to come to the surface. My childhood was as average as could be, but my father instilled in me a strong sense of duty and doing the right thing. He never told me why he was so insistent on teaching me how to fight, or stand up for myself, but I knew. I heard stories about the war, and I saw the medals on dad's desk. I wasn't stupid.

When Germany started moving aggressively my parents were worried, but the politicians did nothing. My father drank a lot back then. I would occasionally catch him ranting at my mother about how it was all happening again. I was 9 years old and if my father was to be believed we were heading into another war. All over the world things were brewing but I continued my childhood as if nothing was different. Looking back I wish my father's warnings had found a home among the politicians. Things continued to get worse as the Germans and the Italians grew more aggressive. by the time I was 13 Germany was taking the world by storm. They were conquering countries my father said we had agreed to protect. I knew that my father would have done something if it weren't for his war wounds. It was then that I set my resolve on doing something about the Nazi bullies and their allies. In September that same year Germany invaded Poland

In 1940 I was a strapping young 14 year old. I looked as if I might be 17 and was strongly considering lying on the application to enter the army. It wasn't until the Germans started bombing London that my mind was made up. I lied on my application and signed up. They trained me as an infantry man and within 3 months they had me ready for infantry service. I might have even been eligible for officer school, but I wanted to be on the front lines. For those first 6 months I was put to work in Britain. In 1941 I truly went to the front lines. I was sent to Egypt where I fought long and hard. I was there until 1941 when i was transferred. I heard of the attack on pearl harbor and it made my blood boil. The Axis needed to pay.

Through 1942 and 1943 I was part of the Allied efforts on the European front. It was there that my mutant powers manifested. It was late at night in a fox hole. One of my friends lit a cigarette. We were all laughing one moment and the next there was a whistling sound in the air. I knew what it was before they did. I told everyone to get down. It was an artillery shell. There was a flash of white light and pain. I woke up later that morning in a crater. My friends were in pieces around me. I was taller and more muscular. I reached up and I had stubble on my face. It wasn't until I found a mirror that I realized that I had aged seemingly over night. The other odd thing was I wasn't wounded in the slightest. Germans showed up at fox hole shortly after and shot me to s**t. Somehow I didn't die, instead I shot back and killed them all. I reunited with allied forces shortly after, needing new clothes. They took me in and I joined their battalion. It wasn't until 1944 that we really started gaining momentum. I fought in Italy and helped take it back from the axis powers. In 1944 I took part in D-day. I watched countless people die around me, but we took the beach. We pushed deep into German territory and in 1945 the Germans surrendered. That was the end of world war II.

I lived in peace for quite some time until the Korean War took place. I took part in that conflict as a contractor. By this time I had worked with shield on several occasions. I'd even served with captain america and the mighty wolverine as he came to be known during the second world war. I fought on behalf of the people of South Korea against oppression for three long years. I stayed out of service barring the occasional mission for shield or the like for the next 6 years. I saw the rise of the Vietnam war, and for a long time I stayed out of it. It wasn't until I decided that the Vietnamese fighting for their right to independence that I intervened. Of course I charged a hefty fee.

After that conflict ended I stayed out of the war game and made smart investments until 9/11 happened. After that I went after Bin laden myself. I charged a nominal fee, but I was out to avenge those people that had been killed in the attack. eventually we got him. For a long time after that I stayed out of the spotlight. It wasn't until the government wanted people to register that I had a problem. I fought back in my own small ways, but didn't get involved in the bigger scale of things. Then people started disappearing and I went dark. It wasn't until they came asking me to hunt my own people that I told them to ******** off. After that they came after me too, and I've been on the run ever since.

Special Training over the past several Decades
-Advanced Survival training
-Stealth and infiltration
-Basic and Advanced combat training
-Military Black Ops Training
-Firearms specilization
-Tank and Plane Pilot