Telekinesis (which grows to psychokinesis), Phasing and Morphing (only into a cat and also has heightened senses)

Elizabeth is very intellectual, proud and has an air of mystery of her, she is attractive. She was home tutored by a professor that her father pays for, as he is wealthy. She lives alone with her father as her mother was killed when she was four from "unknown causes". Her mother was a hero, not a particularly strong one at that, she wanted the "normal" life and refused to accept her true calling and in doing so left herself venerable from attacks. Even though there was a never a cause for her death her father told her who she was and what she could do and so she knew from a young age that she had powers. He didn't want his daughter to have the same as her mother.

Elizabeth is smart, sarcastic and she keeps herself to herself most of the time but always looks out for others and is always ready to give out advice. She hates being led but doesn't like people following her around, shes independent but still needs her friends and family. Some people might call her cold but she doesn't really let anyone get too close and when you do shes a very loving person and she doesn't let you go easily.

Elizabeth knew her powers should be used for the greater good although she lets it slip up a bit sometime, but what teenager is good all the time? She is normally in check though and her one fear is to disappoint her father. Her strongest power would probably be clairvoyance and then telekinesis, her telekinesis develops much faster than any of her other powers and is more powerful.

Dont know yet.

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Elizabeth

::Elizabeth was walking in the forest to get away from the troubles of work and pressure at home. She felt at one with herself in the forest, with nature. Elizabeth could smell the drunken old man before he appeared, she quicly phased behind the tree and morphed into her cat form, she knew who it was::

Its Andy, well known for being bent and a womenizer, he wouldnt of even thought about taking me, someone need to lock him up and throw away the key

::She scowled at him as he went off and then quickly made haste to her house::

Sebastian has the ability to control rock. Although he does not know how to control this ability, when fear is the only emotion he feels, rock begins to surround him making a barrier. If in danger rock begins taking form of thorn like objects to attack the enemy. Although he has defense and offense, he does not know how to control his powers.

Sebastian's parents are deceased. Other family members have not been in contact with Sebastian.

Sebastian is a young man of Incan decent that had traveled to the United States from Peru at the age of 8. While in Peru he had a happy life, nothing to worry about, he did not care for the world and only wanted fun. As he grew older he became more serious. He began taking interest in fighting hand-to-hand and swords. Soon he became an expert. After reaching the United States he began attending school while his parents worked. Although serious and calm he was not very smart in geography. He was usually outside with his friends getting into some fights protecting his friends. One day when his parents and Sebastian walked by an alley, they were robbed. His parents were killed and Sebastian in anger and fear killed the two robbers. As time passed he excelled in Biology. He is smart, serious but mostly calm at all times. He now lives in a small home waiting for what is ahead of him.

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Sword and hand-to-hand combat expert.

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The night was dark, fog surround everything. A family of two parents and a young child walked through an alley with smiles on their faces without knowledge of what was about to come. The stone in the walls could hardly be seen because of the fog. The mother and the father walked with the child in the middle holding his hands. "When will we get there?" said the child. "Soon, we just have to take this short-" the father was interrupted by a stranger looking man in front of the family. The man wore a dark green jacket with old jeans and a small hat. The man stood there pointing a gun at the family. Behind the family stood another man with his hands in his pocket. "Give us everything you have!" yelled one of the men. The boy's father and mother began taking out their money. In a flash the father had punched the man making him drop the gun. The other man quickly took out a knife and before any reaction could be made he stabbed the mother. The boy stood there looking at his mother drop the ground. "Mommy, who are these men and what have they done to you?!" said the boy. The father's eyes were filled with tears. A shot could be heard coming from behind the father. The father then dropped to the ground revealing that one of the men had shot him. "Noo... mom, dad? get up please!" Both men slowly approached the young boy. "No witnesses..." The boy's mind was filled with fear and a new level of anger. "Why did you kill them..?" said the boy in a more serious voice.The boy looked up at them. His grey eyes gave the two men fea. A loud noise could be heard underground. As things shook, before the two men could react, they were impaled by a thorn shaped rock coming from the ground. The boy slowly smiled. "You killed them now i have my revenge!" The boy's eyes were filled with anger and happyness to see his enemy dead in an instant. His emotions were so strong he had not realized what he has just done. He looked at the two impaled men with eyes of happyness. The boy began laughing maniacally. The boy kept laughing at their defeat. In an instant a young man had awoken from his sleep, realizing it was a nightmare.

Sylar is the name that he had prefered for some time now. It made it seem like he was too important for any other name. The old title of which he went by just couldn't grasp all that he was and all he stood for. Which was Power. Power was all he was out to get. Life was short. Especially with a hand full of people wanting to kill you.

In comparison his old life didn't really meet the standards. Fixing watches and watching life pass him by was killing him slowly on the inside. In this big blue world there had to be a part for him to play. He finally found it. In this big blue world it was his responsibility to be the villian. The man that put fear into the hearts of every man women and child like him. He had killed before but none like this. The man he was about to destroy didn't measure up to the other lifes he had ended. This man was merely a gas station owner who didn't know what was going on. Sylar killed him with a flick of his finger and didn't even blink about it. Killing is what he did best.

"Now for the rest of them."

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Messing with people's thoughts and emotions, planting thoughts in people's heads, and sensing when other heroes are near.

Dad || David Addler
Mom || Taya Addler

Chris was born in Chicago, Illinois. Her dad was a lawyer and her mom was a doctor, so by the time she was 3 she had her own nanny. Her nanny wasn't that interested in her and enjoyed the money much more. By the time she was 7, she knew that her dad was sleeping with her nanny and her mom was sleeping with an associate.

When she was 8, she convinced her parents to let her take dance lessons and was soon enrolled in ballet, jazz, and street. She barely saw her parents or her nanny anymore and the maid became like family to her. She first took an interest in psychology in middle school and was taking a college class in it by the age of 15. When she was 16, she started teaching dance at the community center.

After graduating high school, she went to Brown University on dance and academic scholarships. During her first semester she realized she could mess with people's emotions and thoughts, and plant some of her own in their heads. She started messing with people, but it soon backfired on her. A girl who she had messed with got mad and guessed that she was doing something. She accused Chris of stealing the answers to a test and Chris was kicked out.

Instead of going home, she moved to New York City and got a few jobs bartending and teaching dance. She bought a small apartment and bartends at some of New York's hottest clubs.

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Chris sighed as she pulled her hair back and cast one last glance in the mirror. She knew it was going to be another late night, especially since there were rumors that a few important people and celebrities were going to be showing up. She straightened her bow-tie and walked out of the break room. As soon as she reached the bar, she could tell that even if no one important showed up, it would still be packed.

The girl Chris was taking over for finished the drink she was working on and slipped out of the bar. Chris took her place and turned to a woman in a tight red dress wearing way to much make up. The woman ordered a martini and Chris mixed the drink, suppressing a yawn. She hadn't gotten more then 5 hours of sleep so far this week and wished she could just go home and curl up. Handing the woman her drink, she took the money and turned to a man who seemed to be trying just as hard as the woman.

"You married?" he asked, eyeing her up and down. Chris just rolled her eyes as an idea occurred to her. Smiling, she stared him in the eyes. Man, she was hot. she placed the thought in his head. As he looked at the woman now fighting her way through the crowd, she grin grew wider.

"What can I get you?" she asked him sweetly. He tore his eyes of the woman.

"Ne-never mind." he said before following the woman through the crowd. She shook her head and turned to the next person, as a weird feeling came over her. Her vision blackened and her mind started buzzing. She reached a hand out to steady herself and shook her head to clear it. As her vision cleared, she started working on her next drink.