<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Cavalry </strong></span><br/><strong> REAL NAME:</strong>Eric Brandon<br/><strong>AGE:</strong>24<br/><strong>SEXUAL ORIENTATION:</strong>Hetrosexual<br/><strong>HEIGHT:</strong>5" 11'<br/><strong>WEIGHT:</strong>237 lbs.<br/><strong>AFFILIATION:</strong>Xmen<br/><strong>PLAYED BY:</strong>Gannameade<br/><strong>FACE CLAIM:</strong>Omari Hardwick<br/><div class="floatright">(http://defendernetwork.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/06/omar-hardwick-power-starz-696x413.jpg)(https://static.comicvine.com/uploads/scale_medium/0/8402/329527-119169-strafe.jpg)(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcR71cCbucR3HxOioZHJey8om-iL7ivv0a5nZJMGFVr452dYkhTo)</div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">HISTORY</div><div class="spoiler_body">Born as a very gifted child, to the parents of a Biochemist (former Superhero) and a Police Commissioner; at the age of 4, Eric A. Mason began school.  Starting out as a skinny nerd, his intellect and speed multiplied at a dramatic fold to the point of him graduating from High School at the age of 12.  Entering college he pursued a doctorate degree in Biophysics and at the urging of his father with a concentration in Velocity Mechanics. <br/><br/>Being a 12 year old in college really put a dampener on his social life, but he was given his own lab space and poured into his work.  Since his father had noticed his overwhelming speed, reading textbooks in which would normally take days in one or two hours.  He pushed Eric away from sports, which caused him to focus more on his academic goals.   But living on campus, yet close to home allowed him to choose to do something on his own. <br/><br/>Just a year before graduation, Eric began to gradually bulk up for some unknown reason.  Which yielded strength, which also grew with his body mass.  So tried out for the college football team seeing no need not too.  <br/><br/>Earlier that day he had been into making a with drawl where he bumped into a man at the bank, the man was wearing a trenchcoat and considering some people being could he didn't think anything of it, till later he saw the news of the same bank and the man he had bumped into had been James Sanders (AKA Speed Demon).  With is so-called vaunted intelligence none of this really made him think anything of it till months later.  He made it back to tryouts just in time. <br/><br/> He was teased for trying to compete with "the Big Dogs" on campus. But, the tryouts were successful; he came close to running a 3 flat 40-yard dash.  This was what really impressed the coach and some other members of the team; but not Thomas. <br/><br/>Thomas 'the Plow' Reilly, he was called because he would plow the ground with you and bury you there.  He was going to show Eric what it was really like in the big leagues.  So with practice and the season fastly approaching, the collision between the two of them was imminent.  Two days of practice, both of them showing what they are truly made of.  But, for some odd reason 'the plow' could not get a handle on him, just when Eric seemed to be in his grasp, Eric change course it seemed almost instantly.  Refusing to be showed up by a newbie, especially a 'nerd' in front of his boys. "Never." <br/><br/>Tom asked the coach to run a particular play that the other team was known for running and scoring Touchdowns with.  This play would put Eric right where he wanted him, straight down the center-right into his arms where he would knock the wind out of Eric and if he happened to break a couple of ribs, 'Hey that would be a bonus, that would teach the scrub a lesson."  The coach ran the play.  Eric had no idea what was about to happen, but as fate would have it another muscle cramp kicked in before he was to run.  The coach stopped him, but Eric told the coach that he was all right.  The ball was snapped the quarterback spun around to hand off the ball to Eric, who seemed to move like lightning; so fast he almost missed him with the ball.  The linemen moved to open up the hole between the defensive men and 'The plow' was standing in the gap waiting for his moment in the sun.  Waiting for the chance to destroy this new upstart, to his reigning throne.  He charged.  The two forces collided finally, but what he saw in his moment of triumph was a blur of motion that would not be stopped.  Eric ran at top speed, he hit Tom like a leaf in a tornado.  Tom was left in the dust, but not without suffering the consequences of attacking a hurricane. <br/><br/>The force was so strong that several teammates swore that they heard a popping sound when Eric ran by.  The team medic rushed to the field to check on their other star player, to find that Tom now had a shattered collarbone and broken scapula.  Eric had scored a TD, but he looked back to see that his practice touchdown had come at the price of a shattered career.  Realizing what the cramps actually were too late, Eric stripped out of his uniform down to his shorts and walked off the field.  His dreams of stardom would have to come through other means.  He eventually apologized to Tom and even helped him to study for his own degree.  They would never be friends, but they were compatriots.   So from that point on, his main focus became his studies just as his father would have wanted, he quit football <br/><br/>But, for Eric, this was only the beginning; with only three months left in order to defend his dissertation at the humble age of 17.  His popularity rose among the scientific community, his ideas on the study of speed and biological density were astounding even to his professors.  Who made his ideas of national knowledge, the press knew about some of his discoveries and theories, since he had patented several of his ideas for cancerous agents in therapies he was now making national news.  Yet most of this would come after the death of his father. <br/><br/>It was several days later, when fate had decided to let it rain on his parade.  His mother had called and said that she was upset, she did not want to be the one to tell him but she knew that his father wouldn't. She started slowly. <br/><br/>"What's wrong?"  He said.  In a very demanding, voice that was actually fueled by fear. <br/><br/>"It's your father", she said.  "He has cancer!"  The phone dropped from his hand and hit the floor with a rubberized thump, with his now enhanced senses he could still hear her.  "You know, how your father hates to go to the doctor."  Hearing the tears in her voice.  I am afraid that the doctors here say, that it is terminal and that there is nothing that they can do.  He might actually have from two months to two years, they don't know. <br/><br/>"Have they tried..." He named off several different tests, all of which his mother had agreed that they had tried.  "I am on my way home." <br/><br/>"NO!"  She said, adamantly.  "You still have 3 weeks of school left you can come home then." <br/><br/>"But, Mom?"  No longer able to fight back his own tears.  "I need to be home now." <br/><br/>"No, you needed to finish your schooling besides; if you come home now he will know that I told you and he wanted to tell you himself." <br/><br/>"O.k., but mom I need for you to send me dad's medical records.  Fax them to me if you have to just send them to me.  I'll do what, I can on this end, and mom thanks for telling me." <br/><br/>"Love you, son." <br/><br/>"Love you too, Mom. Bye!"  After hanging up the phone, he received a new determination.  That of curing his father.  The next few weeks proved to be very difficult for Eric.  Because despite finding out that his father was dying, his physical cramps returned.  His strength was increasing again as well as his speed; He found that on some days he needs to use the metal test tubes that he had ordered after his first strength enhancing incident.  He also no longer required a centrifuge for a lot of his separation techniques. <br/><br/>But, for all of his physical changes, his social life suffered because he could not tell his girlfriend for a month that his father was dying.  Which actually came when she threatened to leave because she got tired of asking.  He worked day and night, some days without food or sleep; his extra endurance providing him with the stamina to stay alert.  But, even his body craved food; without know it time passed by and he was still no closer to a cure. <br/><br/>In the waking hour of the 37th day of testing, he discovered that one of the cancerous lab specimens that he had been testing was in remission. He thought that this was the greatest thing that had ever happen; he repeated the experiment twice and both time with the same result cancerous remission.  "Success."  Was the only thing that had gone through his mind, he immediately packed.  Asked for a temporary leave of absence and flew home on the next plane leaving for Texas. <br/><br/>While on the way Eric received a phone call, from home. <br/><br/>"Come quick, something is wrong with your father!"  Leaving his bags at the airport, he rushed home.  Hoping his vaunted speed would be of used to him now.  He was home inside of 50 seconds; from across town. <br/><br/>"What?  What? what.." <br/><br/>"Your father is upstairs, I dialed 9-1-1.  They are on the way."  With a brief rush of wind, he was by his father's side. <br/><br/>"Dad, dad." <br/><br/>"Yeah, son."  In now what was a very raspy voice. <br/><br/>"Dad, I can help.  Dad, let me..." <br/><br/>"No, son when you got here.  I knew it was too late." <br/><br/>"No, Dad?"  With tears now streaming down his face.  "I can help, dad please." <br/><br/>"Son, I just wanted you to know that I always trusted you and I love youuuuuuu."  As his father's voice trailed off.  Eric's vacation turned into an extended stay.  Two weeks after his father's funeral, Eric was still in his old room.  Only slightly willing to help his mom, pack his father's things.  And when he did help, he did it so fast as to not put his hands on his father's things for too long.  Until his mother stopped him and held him and he broke down for the last time.  Even with his pent-up rage, he made his way back to school. <br/><br/>He graduated with his Ph.D.; the youngest student to ever do that from University.  It was a large media gathering, which was to take place a week from Saturday.  His professors asked him to do it previously, which he had agreed to but, his heart was not into it.  He was in his room reading through the paper when he ran across an article dealing with the "Ravages of Mutant Hate in America" By Professor Charles Xavier.  The article interested him because he could not believe that he had forgotten about his other problems. <br/><br/> Although, the cramps had finally gone away;  he was still unsure about what was left in its wake.  So still being angry and frustrated. <br/><br/>As a scientist, he decided to test his own theory:  How fast was he now and how far would his speed take him?  Unsure about the answer to either of these questions, yet sure about the location of a one Charles Xavier. He took off, running as he pushed and pushed to run faster his body more than accommodated his desire.  He passed several cars, a semi-truck, and a sports car on the way to upstate New York.  But, what the genius failed to calculate was the fact; that the overall physical and emotional stress that he was under; combined with the untapped powers in his body began to overload. <br/><br/> This caused his vision to blur; his legs felt like jelly as the world itself wrapped around him.  The next thing that he knew was that there were sirens going off around him.  He was bleeding on the ground, as a door was opening. <br/><br/>That was 12 years ago he still hasn’t quite found his place but realized he is better off here than anywhere else.  Considering his youth, education and current therapy practices.</div></div><span class="bbc_u"><strong>POWERS:</strong></span><br/><em> Hyper-Speed</em>– able to move reaction rate 75x that of a normal Human.  Able to run at 350mph up to 770 with energy channeling.<br/>    Bioelectrical Blasts – able to generate blasts of bioelectricity<br/>    Regeneration.<br/>    Enhanced Strength, Speed, Stamina, Endurance.<br/>    A heightened sense of touch- able to feel vibrations.<br/><em> Kinetic Energy Absorption</em>– able to absorb Kinetic energy and channel the energy into additional power and skills to his abilities.<br/><em> Total Recall</em>- able to remember up to 30% of all things seen or read, increases with previous exposure to the material.<br/><em> Self-Duplication</em>- Able to make duplicates of himself up 3 duplicates max at any one time.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_u"><strong>ABILITIES:</strong></span><br/><em>Linguist</em>- He is fluent in English, Japanese, Spanish, able to learn languages in decrease amount of time.<br/><em>Optimistic</em>-Tries to see the bright side and helps others to see the same.<br/><em>Athleticism:</em>– has an uncanny sense of anatomy and how the body works to promote health.<br/><em>Kit Bashing</em>– mechanic skilled at putting things together on the fly (Macguyver).<br/><em>Martial Arts:</em>– Eric is skilled in several different martial arts and longs to learn as many as he can; skilled in most oriental weapons.<br/><em>Dancing:</em>– He is an excellent dancer, skilled in breakdancing, tango, salsa, ballroom.  Mother’s idea.  It has helped him greatly in his therapies.<br/><em>Computers:</em>– Skilled in various computer languages, has an affinity for hacking or security.<br/><em>Thrown Weapon/Bows</em>–  Skilled with thrown weapons, bows and arrows.<br/><em>Sex therapy/surrogate</em>-  Was going to become a urologist, but found the need for this area much more lucrative.<br/><em>Acting</em>-  Skilled in drama and performing arts.<br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">WEAKNESSES:</span></strong><br/><em>Decrease mental affinity</em>– Mental Attacks are more effective against Eric<br/><em>Allergic to Fireworks</em>– chemical combination within fireworks decreases powers effectiveness or powers for a brief time, exploded fireworks, not the raw material.  Can still use guns and make own ammunition.<br/><em>Depressive state</em>-  if not around people for a length of time will find he becomes depressed and will sometimes isolate himself more.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Eric can be rather annoying as he seems to try to find the bright side to everything.  He can on occasion be caught brooding when he is alone.  He has been a mutant for most of his life, he still sees himself as an outsider but wants everyone to fit in and tries hard to make it so.<br/><br/><strong>Known Enemies:</strong>*<br/><strong>Known Lovers:</strong>Looking