Evan Kyle Stevenson

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NICKNAME Eevee, Kylie.
BIRTHDAY April/3
AGE 27
GENDER male
SEXUALITY heterosexual
GIFT none
MEMBER GROUP Bunker Dweller
FACE CLAIM Alex Pettyfer

likes: Evan has always liked lacrosse, back in high school he was captain of the team. His coach always told him he could make it big time.
Ever since he joined the Special Forces, guns have become his hobby. His wife, Emma, and his daughter Raven are the two loves of his life. Evan has also become to loving killing mutants.
dislikes: He hates the existence of Gifteds, and has even dedicated his life to ridding the earth of them. He's already lost his left arm and leg to this obsession.
Evan doesn't like being told no, especially when he is trying to save someone's life.
He also doesn't like that he is now a cyborg in a way, always wearing long pants and a glove on his left hand to hide the mechanical arm.

personality:
Evan was always one to stand up for someone who was bullied, even when it was one of his best friends doing the bullying. He would never disrespect a woman, child or any elder.
Always holding the door open for girls at school, the store, and anywhere else possible. His mother taught him the chivalry the world desperately needed.
Evan never liked fighting, and it was always last on his list. But, he would never back away from a fight when challenged, which was not very often. His father, a retired Navy Seal, taught him moves that could immobilize any sort of opponent, no matter how big and scary.
His family always came first, his two little sisters and brother were his world.

Once the Plague hit, Evan became a different person, his mind focused on war. He hated the existence of the Mutated Beings, and wanted to rid the world of them.
The moment he turned eighteen, he joined the Marines in hopes of fulfilling his goals. Showing talent in killing, he was sent to train with Special Ops. in a bunker near in New York. They morphed Evan into the ideal soldier, and into even more than that after his accident. A super soldier.
history:
Before:
Back in High School, when he was 17 and an upcoming Senior, Evan was always the crush of many girls. He had ice blue eyes that could kill, and a smile that could woo any girl with no words.
Evan's home life was picture perfect, a father who was a retired Navy Seal, a mother who was an artist in her spare time of not raising four children.
Captain of the school Lacrosse team, his coach told him he had the potential to make it big time. And even though he was just in his Junior year, Colleges and Universities offered him fullride scholarships just to play Lacrosse on their campus.
He was never able to accept any of the scholarships though, with the Plague.

The Plague:
The Plague quickly infected his home of Rhode Island, but didn't infect his family due to his father's over-stocking of water and food.
Evan's father made the family wear government issue air filters at all times, even when they slept and took showers.
One fateful day, Evan came home from scavenging for food to find his parents dead on the floor of their home, slash marks across their bodies. No, they weren't animal claw marks, they were something different entirely. Six fingers, their flesh beginning to rot away around the wounds.
"A mutant. A mutant had to have done this," Evan told himself as he wept over his parents bodies.
His younger sisters and brother were nowhere to be found, just vanished into thin air.
Evan presumed his whole family dead, and in thought of revenge and rage, he went to join the Marines once he turned eighteen. He had travelled by foot from Rhode Island to New York, in search of one of many training bunkers that were established for those who wanted to fight back.
Showing talent in killing mutants, Evan was transfered to another Bunker to train with a Special Ops. division.

The Accident:
After four years of hunting Mutants, Evan was put on a Mission to capture the Angel of Death. A Diorio.
He happened upon the Angel in a park, where the girl was just on a swing, her massive wings shimmering pearlescent.
Evan, in a rage, ran up behind her to gag and neutralize the girl. And to his dismay, the Angel fought back. But it wasn't just fighting, it was a masacre.
The girl thrust her wings forward, and with ease Evan's left leg and arm were cut away. He fell back in excruciating dismay, trying to call for help on his headset.
The angel flew away after Evan called for backup, as though realizing what she had done and that she would be out numbered.
A team of soldiers came just in time, and hauled his body back to the Bunker just in time to save his life, but not his limbs.

And Now:
Evan's limbs were replaced by top of the line, prototype prosthetics. His arm, that was cut away right above his elbow, was replaced by a shiny, nerve controlled robotic arm.
His leg, which was cut away at mid-thigh, was also replaced.
Evan's arm had the ability to conduct electricity when charged, but his leg had no special ability.
Several months after the accident, Evan met his wife, Emma, in his rehabilitation. Emma helped him regain control of his new limbs, being one who helped design them.
The two married later that year and a few months later Emma became pregnant with their daughter, Raven.
Now, five years later, Evan is a happy father and husband. He continuously searches for the Angel of Death, Athena Diorio, in hopes of avenging his arm and leg.

Evan Stevenson is one of the most revered and respected government officials in his Bunker. Although he always wears long pants and a glove on his left hand, most know of his accident, but don't bring it up due to the pain it causes him to remember.

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