Name: Spade {XIII0}
Race: Genetically altered clone
Age: A couple months
Other: Has strong a Physic ability
Bio: being Number Thirteen in his series nothing was expected of him. He was supposed to be nothing special. and just run of the mill clone of the century. but he was special. One of the scientists tweaked him. And because of this he has extreme PSI levels at the loss of his voice. Making him one of man's most dangerous creations.they feared that he would turn against them so they planned to terminate him without him knowing.
Spade's stater:
His eye's fluttered open only see the blinding white lights of the ceiling above him. He felt that clod steel metal on his back. He pulled at his arms and legs only to find that they were strapped down and he was unable to move. The white-coats were hurrying around him yelling at each other. He listened painfully to there over active thoughts. His eye's widened as there voices flooded his head. It was to painful He couldn't focus on his own thoughts. He tried to scream only to find that the bastards had gagged him as well. He felt it building, that horrible head ache was was back. And before he could react the pulse wave of red energy was sent out form his body. It ripped and destroyed everything as it ripple throughout the facility not the hardest steel could withstand it and eventually everything was neutralized.
When he woke he was amongst the ruble helicopters and skimmers (smaller more mobile police crafts capable of carrying one cop)circling in the sky. He stood and ran, jumping on top of a building, he knew what would happen if he was caught. Harsh breathing could be heard from him as the sound of his bare skin made contact with the rooftop before he leaps directly to another rooftop over several feet away, a feat normally impossible for human or clone. As the figure turned back to see if his pursuers were following him, he caught the sight of the helicopter he then began to run again, light beginning to creep into this city. Spade was obviously younger as the fact he had no belly button signaled he was a clone. "There's the fugitive clone!" one shouted as he brought out his stun gun and fired off three rounds, each one missing as the clone dodged every one while he continued to run.
{Please be something other than a clone. Make it interesting, be a bounty hunter or something. This is a yaoi RP with some exceptions that i'm willing to make for the sake of boredom}
