Name: Galen Chase
Alias: Night Sage
Height: 6'0
Weight: 190
Eye Color: Green
Hair: red
Description: slim but toned, his face seems older than he is, he has black scars all around his face, his hair is usually fashioned around his smaller frame.
Age: 19
Server: Infinity
Powers: Galen has psionic and empathic powers as well as
powers he is just beginning to understand.
Bio: -Biographical Story-
"Galen you need to open up." Sharon watched him, trying to probe him with her voice, her eyes. Galen didn't listen. He had been seeing the shrink for the latter part of this year, the same year he decided to be a superhero. The word made him laugh, him a superhero, how could he be anything but the demon he is. She stood up and stood behind him as he looked out over Atlas Park.
"Let's talk about something else then, have you found an apartment?" Galen shook his head, he hadn't been even looking. "I know a place called Whitmoore you may want to check out." There was still no reply from him, he stood as stoic as possible. he knew she meant well, he could sense her feeling plain as day, one of his gifts, part of his curse. "You told me you were gay, last session, have you met any nice men?" Galen turned a bit. Being gay was the least of his concerns, finding men was even smaller than that. "Galen I am trying to help you, but you won't let me in the front door, you won't even let me on the porch, give me something anything....how do you like being a superhero?" Galen couldn't take anymore of her prattling on.
"I'm not sure...I'm not sure about much." It was the first things he had said to her in weeks, most of the information she got from Azuria at the Magic agency.
"What aren't you sure of?"
"Look at me, tights, leather, I'm supposed to save people...how can I when I can't even save myself." His voice started to crack.
"Galen, we all feel the need to help, I am trying to help you but you won't let me."
"You can't help me doctor, noone can." He said looking down.
"What does that mean...is it about your parents?" He looked up at this, eyes stained with tears.
"Don't bring them up."
"Galen you need to heal, you never will if you keep it buried, their death was not your fault." He looked at her hard, she almost though she was going to step back with the look.
"Not my fault, that's funny because I remember their faces when they died, I remember their screams as I plucked their hearts from their chest, and I remeber that I took glee in, it, satisfaction." He said clenching his fists.
"It wasn't you, you can't blame..."
"No! I could have fought harder, resisted...I....I can't do this doctor...I'll see you next week." Galen said walking toward the door.
"Galen if you walk out that door you'll never stop walking...face your fear, that's the only way you can live." Galen stopped as he reached for the door. He was becoming increasingly confused, his emotions burning brightly.
"I am living doctor, and that's the problem I shouldn't be..."
"Galen why won't you let me get know you , I can help you." He laughed.
"Help me..." Suddenly her office started to shake and the desk and the chairs that were there started to float in the air, the glass vibrated and when Galen turned his eyes were as red as hell itself. "You can't help me doctor, within me is the powers of an entire dimension, swarming, writhing...." His voice started to change, it had en echo. "I am the thing you fear, that you resist, I am evil incarnate, your very...." The doctor stepped back as Galen put his hands on his head and screamed...the furniture dropped. Her heart was pounding. He started to cry. "Now do you see doctor, what I am, what lay within me...I fight that every second of every day...if I waver even for an instant...I'm trying doctor...I have to go." He said as he walked out.
Doctor Johanna Weir went to her desk, papers were flung about, she picked up Galen's file. When he was a baby he was kidnapped by a cult, when he was 13 he killed his parents and destroyed the block he lived on, and at 22 he became a superhero. She had her work cut out for her.
