<div class="floatleft">(http://static3.depositphotos.com/1003789/200/i/450/dep_2002665-Beautiful-young-women-holding-apple-in-t.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>       Katerina De Leon<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          Teletrix.  (Not chosen)<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance.<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Los Angeles, a ridge outside USC.<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Wreck.  Open.<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>48 hours and some change ago, Katerina De Leon, a young 23 year old woman formerly a resident of Elizabethtown, Kentucky, was just like anyone else.  She had a boyfriend, was going to college to earn her degree in criminal investigations so she could be a part of the Homicide Unit or something similar at least, had a close circles of friends, a good home life with both parents still living together.  There had been nothing out of the ordinary about her except for her brother who had the Mutant X gene.  She didn't care, having been accepting of nearly anything and she and him were close anyway so it'd take more than his recently discovered ability to walk through solid matter to put her off.  Sure it had startled her a bit at the time, but she had gotten over it, which was far more than what their parents did when they told him what he had discovered.  That same day she had left everything she knew behind and had taken off with her brother to help him get to the Academy for Gifted Young Individuals, knowing that that singular place could help him get the control he wanted and desired as well as give him a place where he could feel like a normal person again.  Unfortunately they hadn't had a car between the two of them so a week before the shit had hit the fan, they had started their almost country wide journey to New York, hitchhiking when they could and walking the rest of the way.  She had always wanted to see the country she'd been born in anyway so this was almost a dream come true, and with her brother Jake beside her it'd been a fun family outing of a sort.  Sure he had his issues with sustaining his form without sinking through a car floor or something but everything was looking up for the most part otherwise.<br/><br/>Then Apocalypse had come and they had been redirected towards the other side of the U.S, further away from New York.  Or at least, they would have been if Jake hadn't been barbecued when the first wave had struck, a stray missile taking out the truck they'd been able to hitch a ride on and if not for Jake's quick thinking in shielding Katerina, they both would have been dead from the ensuing fireball that had practically melted half of his body away.  The stench alone had been horrific, let alone seeing her dear brother dead on the side of the road.  Before she even had time to let the first tears fall down her face as a horribly shrill scream of terror escaped her, Katerina was slung over some brute's shoulder and carried off to a nearby transport, the first of countless others that would be captured and brought to one of Apocalypse's death and imprisonment camps near what was left of Los Angelos.  There, she was injected with Judgment, and what sanity she had left was sorely tested as she mutated, giving her the worst possible migraine that felt ready to tear her head into a million pieces before she finally woke up in a cell crowded with dozens of other people.  Blinking her mismatched eyes several times and running her hands through her brunette shaded hair which hung usually evenly across her shoulders, having been in the dirt for so long it was ragged and needed a good scrubbing which wasn't likely to happen anytime soon, Katerina groaned, still feeling the aftereffects of the headache which had nearly torn her mind apart.  She hadn't manifested her new found power yet, having no idea what had been done to her save for rumors she had heard standing in the lines for her injection.  People dying, some very violently, while others changed?  Whatever it had been she felt....different in some fundamental way, although how she had yet to ascertain.<br/><br/>Katerina wouldn't have to wait for long as one of the guards started leering at her.  She had seen a similar look before, from some local hooligans back in her hometown, and she hadn't liked it then either.  Luckily for her she had been able to run and hide quite well, using her knowledge of the area to her great advantage and effectively eluding those that would have done her harm.  Here however she had nowhere to go and no one was about to step up to her defense for fear of what would happen if they did.  Apocalypse's minions were the law now, and the dwindling human population, they were his slaves to do with as he pleased, as were his armies who held all the power now.  She had tried to back up into the cell which this one was empty save for herself, and besides a couple of guards that were standing by in case she tried anything funny, they didn't bother to even look up as the one that had been looking at her entered her cell with a wide lecherous grin on his brutish face.  "That fool that was melted, he was your brother I take it.  Poor sod, no wonder you two were together, having a beauty of a sister like you to keep him warm at night?  I'd be happy to make your stay here comfy girl, you just have to obey me is all."  Katerina couldn't believe what she was hearing as the man advanced, seeing a bit of an over-sized bulge in his dirt stained jeans.  She didn't have to be a mind reader to know what he was considering as she tried to make herself as small as possible, but something about the brute and what he had said had started something in her mind.  Katerina clenched her fists tightly, feeling the first bout of pure and unfettered rage she had ever felt in her life as she suddenly got to her feet and stared down the man advancing upon her.<br/><br/>That surprised the big oaf as he took a step back, too late as Katerina's eyes shot open and she screamed.  All of the pain, sorrow, and rage she had been forced to endure in the past 24 hours was set loose as a potent telekinetic assault all but smashed the big brute into the cell door head first, nearly crushing his skull as the door and part of the wall was sent flying several feet away.  She didn't see it though as the pain that immediately set her mind ablaze was enough to put her on her knees, just as the two guards that had been standing by her door rounded on her and drew their batons before laying into her with everything they had.  Her right shoulder was shortly dislocated, her left arm was broken below her elbow, several ribs were fractured on both sides of her chest, and she received a number of cuts and bruises.  If someone hadn't stopped the two guards, she'd have surely received far more than what she got if she didn't die first of course.  Be it as it may, Katerina knew no more until she woke up in agony the next day, finding it hard to breath without it hurting as she couldn't even use her arms anymore, one of them numb while the other hurt to move at all.  She didn't know where she was or what was going to happen next, she just wanted to die and get this Hell behind her as quickly as possible.