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Gabriel Lyons « Thread Started on Dec 6, 2008, 2:27pm »
Name
Gabriel Lyons Age
34 Gender
Male Sexuality
Heterosexual Ethnicity
Caucasian Faction
School
Nation of Origin
America Mutation
Kinetic Force, in short Gabriel is able to make kinetic energy actually a physical force. Thus he is able to make strong barriers, explosions and even move objects. When the power is in use the area it is being used in turns a glowing blue.
This power is one that is powerful, but it has a huge drawback. Handling such large kinetic forces is dangerous to the user. When too much force is used it can rebound onto the user and actually cause physical pain to them. The larger the force used and the longer it's used the more damage is done to the one using it, so it is potentially fatal.
Ranking:
Your character only losses control when under extreme stress -4 Your character’s power is the kind that could change the world. -5 Your character’s power is more often the deciding factor in a fight. -5 Your character is an adult. (25+)-4 M2
Appearance
Despite the man's obvious kindness and post as Headmaster, he is surprisingly gruff looking. He has semi long unkempt hair, an ever present five a clock shadow and often has a cigarette stuck in between his chapped lips. Although Lyons is not exactly the picture of authority, his imposing height of 6'2 makes it hard not to see him as a powerful man.
Other than how the man looks slightly like a ruffian he is rather handsome to most. With large and well toned muscles, feathery black hair, and deep blue eyes that glimmer with a kindness hidden by the roughness of the rest of his appearance. If Gabriel didn't have incredibly white skin he'd be the classic tall, dark and handsome that has become movie cliche.
A more defining feature of the man's is a large tribal tattoo running up the left side of the man's body, all the way from his toes to his shoulder. This is the proof of the man's childhood rebel, and mark of freedom. The large, dark and ever complicated inking scrawls down even to the man's palm, where is becomes a large spiral.
As for attire the school's headmaster has really no other choice but to wear business suits on a daily basis. This is of course because other than being the school's headmaster Gabriel Lyons is the owner of the large Lyons' Industries. To add his own little personal touch to the getup he wears large sunglasses on a near daily basis, and smokes cigarettes nearly everywhere he goes. Personality
For the most part the heir to the Lyons' fortune is loud and very rambunctious. He tries his best to be the kind of man that shows a happy face every where he goes and keeps himself nice as possible to all he meets.This ever positive nature makes the man popular with both his students and woman. Despite all that Lyons is still a passionate man and lets it become obvious when he is angry or disappointed.
That entire attitude itself is one that is often enough forced into hiding whenever the man has any kind of business conference. Here he becomes the tactile beast his father had so hoped he'd become. This is where he is cold and unforgiving, using his power to get his way despite whoever may get hurt. This is the side of himself that Gabriel hates most in himself, it is his father reborn.
Biography
Birth
In wealthy families certain expectations are to be held for those that are members of it. The Lyons family had even higher expectations than most. Expectations that the first two children of Corwin and Lilith Lyons did not manage to meet. The fact that these children did not reach par with what their parent's wanted their claims to the growing Lyons fortune where made void.
The first child, Gareth, had proven himself to be actually mentally unstable and thus unfit to be the heir to the Lyons fortune. The second, Antigone, had been more than stable and very intelligent but the problem was that she was too gentle. Such a soft and kind nature was one that would not work well with running a large business. So with that in mind her claim to the fortune was tossed to the wind as her brother's before her had been.
Once it became painfully clear that Lyons' Industries was in need of a heir the Corwin and Lilith immediately began to try and make a third child. This proved more difficult than the two had ever thought possible. Lilith being slight of build had had birthing complications with her last two children and thus her body hadn't been able to repair. So every time the woman did conceive her body would terminate the pregnancy since the womb could not be sustained.
It seemed this was the curse of having discarded the well being of their first two children.
So disappointment after disappointment the couple grew more and more miserable. Their money became nothing more than a way to hide the depression that each felt. They constantly bought bigger houses, took cruises, bought exotic pets and went to the best of clubs. Still that didn't mean the sorrow wasn't still present.
The pair rarely really talked, and they both often enough had affairs and much to their dismay Corwin had a large string of illegitimate children, but the truth was neither could accept a child that wasn't made from Lilith's womb as a proper heir. So Lilith's pain at not being able to have a child increased ten fold. It grew so bad that the woman became nearly suicidal.
Then the couple was saved, Lilith bore a child all the way into her third trimester. It truly seemed that they could soon have the answer to many nights of fervent praying. Just with this little glimmer of hope their marriage became what it once had been. The couple spend countless hours planning out their soon to be child's future, and they even decided on his wife whom at the time was two.
Finally the moment of truth came and Lilith went into labor. The couple had prepared for the moment for so long because they knew complications were inevitable, they had a team of specialist on standby at all times and had a large medical room added to their home. So for thirty seven hours Corwin got to sit in his living room twiddling his thumbs. Finally the doctors brought out a healthy baby boy, and some bad news.
During the labor unexpected complications had occurred, ones that even the best specialist could never have been able to prepare for. Lilith's son had an easy and stress less birth for him. On Lilith the birth was nothing short of hell. It seemed that every inch that the baby traveled in the birth canal it would expand four inches more around the baby, giving him more than enough room to be comfortable but at the same time tearing his mother up from the inside out.
In short Lilith had died.
Childhood
As his first act as a parent Corwin spent days looking for the perfect name for Lilith's last child. He nearly drove himself mad looking for a truly worthy name, looking at every single relative of hers, her favorite books and even her closest friends. Finally it came to the man when he was going through his late wife's personal library, he found the name on the page of the New Testament she had book marked. It was the page when Jesus was informed of who he was by the Arch angel Gabriel. That was it.
Gabriel. Perfect.
Corwin was never a gentle man and he had only ever been kind to Lilith, the woman that was no more. So when this beast of a man was left in charge of an eight year old daughter and a newborn son he had no sympathies to offer the two. A team of nannies were assigned to the two, and Antigone was entered in a boarding school only allowed to return on vacation days.
The trained nanny team was constantly watching the could be heir to the Lyons fortune. A psychologist was even hired to join the nannies. The real job of all of the dedicated woman was to observe the boy and find any flaw with him physically or mentally that would make him unfit to take over the family business. Yes, even this early on Corwin was looking for flaws in his son.
By his first year young Gabriel astounded all of the nannies and even the psychologist by speaking. This was of course much earlier than anyone would have expected, but never the less it was probably the leading factor in the boy being able to keep his place as heir. His first word? "Why"
One of the nannies firmly believed that why was not just a simple word the boy picked up, but an actual question. She was named, Tabitha Freed. She tried to convince the others that had bared witness to the boy's premature speech, but they all claimed he must have simply said it because it was the first word he could say. Besides, she was young and an idealist, so how could they believe her?
Still the young woman had high hopes for the boy, and spent more overtime hours than anyone else taking care of him. She loved to read to the boy, the only problem was that she was only allowed to read books such as "Macbeth" or "The Prince" because Corwin Lyons claimed that any child of his would not be fed the bullshit the other children would be. Still the woman was not discouraged, she was happy as long as she spent time with Gabriel.
In an attempt to give the babe some semblance of a real family Tabitha often recruited Antigone to help take care of the boy. Of course that meant she had to get approval from Corwin every single time the boy's sibling visited. He claimed that she might ruin his son and make him weak. Tabitha hated how he said weak, it was in such a such a venomous tone that she wanted to hit the man. Still she endured.
So Antigone was allowed to meet her baby brother. From the moment she saw him she knew that she loved him and would never allow any pain to come to him when she was near. As the nanny had suspected, the girl's innate gentle side made her the best sibling that Gabriel could ever want. So with that Tabitha helped Antigone spend more and more time with the boy who would inherit all that the Lyons owned.
So for every break from school Antigone would come home to play with her baby brother. Within just a few months the child was able to speak fairly fluently and often talked to his big sister for hours on end. This too surprised the team of professional nannies assigned to the boy, it seemed his development was quicker than could have ever been suspected. Tabitha claimed that it was all due to exposure to Antigone. Yet again the others claimed she was simply an idealist.
Still for the next year and a half the boy grew more and learned more whenever his sister was near. It came to the point where she could teach him words and material that was at her level and he would learn it in just a day. No specialist or supposed genius had been able to duplicate the affect, and not for a lack of trying. In the girl's absents entire teams were set up to teach the boy. Despite that it could not be denied that the presence of Antigone was truly a positive one.
So when Tabitha brought this oddity to Corwin's attention he was surprisingly accepting of the proposal that both of his children should be home schooled and that Antigone should tutor Gabriel in her free time. Since the young woman had been intelligent enough to notice the children's odd relationship and had been brave enough to report it she was made the children's primary caretaker. This came with a considerably larger pay check and nearly limitless funding to spend on the sibling's education.
So with this started the happiest years either of the Lyons children would ever experience. Gabriel and Antigone spent nearly all of their time together, and despite the cold annalist visits they often received from their cruel father they were nearly always smiling. Antigone taught her brother every day, and grew to love being able to nurture another human being. As for Gabriel, under the loving eyes of his sister and Tabitha he prospered. He became a boy with an intellect that was enviable by children ten years his senior, and a fortune to spend on books he loved. Truly for those ten years of his childhood he could say he was truly happy.
Of course everyone has to have a storm of sorrow at some time in their life. So nearing his thirteenth birthday something horrific happened. The government had been doing randomized screening to check for mutants among the public and Antigone's name happened to be one of those on the list of those to be examined. This was doubtlessly something no one worried about, she had never shown to be abnormal in anyways other than how kind she was and how quickly she was able to learn. So when the report came back that she was in fact a mutant all of the staff was horrified.
Gabriel's sister had proven to be what was considered the highest level of telepath and empath. Thus that meant the real reason that she had been able to aid her brother's growth so well was due to fact that she had really been giving him the information on a telepathic level. Everything that she knew she was able to give to Gabriel without even trying. Since Antigone was found to be a mutant she was taken away for the use of the government. This was of course the hardest blow to the youngest of the Lyons, for in the last eleven and a half years the boy had become almost completely dependent on the presence of his sister.
Even worse than the news of Antigone Lyons being taken away for government research was that all of her immediate relatives would also be tested. First of all of Corwin, he tested negative and thus proved his humanity, the second tested was the eldest of the Lyons children Garreth, he was tested so soon mostly due to the fact that he was accessible since he was in a government mental institution. Gabriel's other sibling proved to be a mutant as well, he was dubbed a strong mimic based mutant. That was the real reason for his insanity, everyone he touched became a part of his personality so eventually he had grown unstable. So Garreth too was taken for testing.
For many months Gabriel was safe from being examined himself. This was due to the fact that all of Corwin's older children were being tested before the youngest of them all. When all of them were done being tested it came out that 23 of Gabe's 47 siblings were mutants. That meant that Corwin was clearly someone who had the mutant gene in their bloodstream, but it was dormant. So even before the youngest Lyons was forced to be tested the government made sure that his father had a vasectomy. That way no more of these genetic horrors could be produced from the man's tainted sperm.
Finally it came time for Gabriel to be tested as all of his siblings before him had. The most frightening aspect was the boy walked in knowing the chances of him being a mutant were almost fifty/fifty. Should he turn out to be a mutant it would make it a perfect fifty percent of Corwin Lyons' children that were in fact mutants. So when the boy went into the government facility that was creepily sterile it was the beginning of life changing for him in ways he could never imagine.
For the two weeks that it took for the results to comeback time seemed to be at a standstill. To make the days even more nerve racking on Gabriel, Corwin didn't work, Tabitha was sadly on sick leave, and to make it worse he was without his sister who was one of the few emotional supports that the boy had been able to rely on in all of his life. Those two weeks of his life were a sickening hell. The worst part was when the results came back, they were carried in the hands of a soldier as his platoon stormed the Lyons' estate.
Even at gunpoint Corwin Lyons was just as calm and collect as ever before, he didn't even spill his scotch when one of the soldiers fired a warning shot so that he would comply to their demands better. After much shouting and arguing with the oddly cold man the right question formed on a young soldier's lips, "Why aren't you afraid right now?" the answer from the imposing Lyons man was said so casually it took many of the men who had invaded his home several moments to fully understand it. His answer? "Because I've already killed all of you."
Indeed he had, for just a few short seconds later when the soldiers started to react they discovered they weren't alone in the room. Twelve people seemed to come out of the very seams of the room, eight with guns, four without. It was painfully clear that the ones without were the far more dangerous of the two groups. Then the slaughter began, the mutants hired on as Lyons' mercenaries shredded the federal soldiers in a matter of moments. Even after the bloodbath Corwin Lyons simply sipped away at his scotch, while his only child left to him trembled in one of the room's corners.
After the skirmish in their study the Lyons went to stay in one of their summer homes till the main estate was fully cleaned. While the house's workers had to manually clean up the mess Corwin started to use money to do much the same on a much higher level. Bribery and blackmail became even more common place for the man. He would slips some money to just the right people to make the paperwork disappear and then he used blackmail on all of those that had personally been involved with the investigation into his family's genetics. Once it was all said and done the government was only a little more corrupt than it had been a short month earlier.
Tricks of the Trade?
After the entire ordeal life began to take it's newest course. New instructors were hired, the older nannies fired, and much to Gabriel's dismay his father would start tutoring him every other night. This probably wasn't worse than the punishment that the boy had foresaw when he had discovered how much funding had been put into making sure that Lyons' Industry would be passed down to an heir. Hate also made him want to skip the sessions with his father, how could the man spend so much money to save on of his children when 23 before he had simply let be taken away? What kind of person would let so many of their children be taken away when they had more than enough power to prevent it?
So when the first lesson started Gabriel trudged into his father's office, he grew even more afraid to see his father grinning at him. "Welcome son," Corwin was even more imposing in his own element. Or perhaps that was just the boy's imagination, but regardless of that the senior Lyons was someone few could describe as anything other than fierce. He was nearly 6'5, had thick and toned muscles rippling across his body and just showing under his white shirt, strong broad features, and shrewd blue eyes that seemed to piece the very soul.
"So son, take a seat." This was not an offer but rather an order, it was further enforced when the man gestured to the exact seat that he intended the boy to take. It was a stiff looking oak chair that was deprived of cushioning, it was conveniently placed to have the seated to be forced to direct their attention to Corwin and his large leather chair. A dark cherry wood desk heavily laden with thick tomes separated the two chairs. It seemed that the entire lesson would be one that would be very uncomfortable for the student.
Swallowing hard Gabriel moved slowly to the designated seat, making sure to keep as calm looking as his father obviously was. The attitude was the best defense that the young child had against the dark persona that was Corwin Lyons very being. Mustering up all of the courage that the teenager had available to him he asked hist first and probably last question of his time spent in these lessons with his father. "Um, Father, what are we going to be doing today...sir?"
At that the features of Corwin turned rather wicked with a foreboding glee. "Well boy, the real question at the moment is what do you know of Hannibal?" The boy was careful about his next words, he was not someone who would miss the dark look on his father's face. "He was a great general from Carthage. In his time he vowed to destroy Rome, and even though his actually assault on the Roman Empire was a failure many historians believe that that attack was the one that ended the empire in the end. So in a way Hannibal really had fulfilled his vow. "
The answer was textbook flawless. Even when Antigone had been the one tutoring Gabriel she hadn't been able to word it any better than that. The young teenager suppressed a smile when his father made no attempt to reproach him for any absence of information. This was for sure the first time that Corwin would ever show emotion to his son, Gabriel was sure of it. It was hard not to let his glee show, but it was well worth it for the praise that would surely come.
That praise would never come.
"Really boy? So since you are so well informed I'd like you to tell me his strategy? After that since you so claim that this little war was the one that ended all of the Great Roman Empire why don't you tell me the economical and social changes it inspired to so damage so powerful a nation. " The large man grinned wolfishly at his meek son, "Oh and while you manage that why don't you start doing two hundred ab work outs, and fifty push ups?" It just kept getting worse and worse. Was this man some kind of sadist?
From there the lessons would get more and more difficult. History questions along with political questions and finance based ones were accompanied with strenuous physical labor made up the most part of the session. If it wasn't questions then Gabriel would be forced to read large books in short periods of time just to be quizzed on them for weeks on end. All the while the older Lyons would sit behind his desk, coolly sipping away as a small glass of scotch.
Hate built in the boy as he grew to a man. Hate for that arctic smile, those chilling irises, and the ever apathetic voice. How could someone be so utterly uncaring? Even worse Corwin didn't react even when Gabriel grew outraged and screamed away at the older man. Even anger was an emotion that was devoid from the man's mindsets. All that seemed to exist to that wealthy bastard was scotch and his business. Everything that was Corwin Lyons seemed to be so wrong. Every word from the man's mouth utterly evil and every value held by the man simply twisted.
With all of the hostility and venomous thoughts that Gabriel directed at his father on a daily basis the Lyons' household became rather tense. The only thing that eased the pain of the lessons spent with the ever chilly Corwin Lyons and the stress of having to study on a near constant basis was the ever comforting presence of Tabatha. The woman's ever sympathetic nature and such nurturing advise was the most healthy thing for any angry and hurt teenager, especially one as distraught as Gabriel Lyons. The woman was always around whenever the boy needed to have someone to talk to or just someone to vent at.
Then the final tragedy of Gabriel's youth struck. It was the blow that would nearly shatter the adolescence's already wavering mentality. After a particularly stressful day with his father's lessons the confused teen stormed into Tabatha's room, only to find the woman that he had loved as a mother on the floor incapacitated. When the paramedics came they could only state the time of death and tell the Lyons' family that the cause of death was a due to an epileptic seizure. Apparently the woman was a known epileptic, and due to her massive devotion to her job she had been caused undue stress and thus worsened the caring young woman's already horrible health.
To any normal caring human this would be a tremendous blow to someone's emotional well being, but Gabe was much more intelligent than his peers and had made some connections others may not have. Due to his needy presence and deeply disturbed family Tabatha had used up most of her own life and energy trying to help the boy. To make things worse Gabriel had been so absorbed in his own life that he had not noticed his beloved nanny's health deteriorating. That was the part that had hurt the sensitive young boy more than anything else. Of course like any normal person would the boy became severely depressed, which only made the lessons with his father that much more miserable.
Freedom?
So finally after five years of the physical and mental torture of lessons with his father Gabriel was free. Free. Completely and utterly free from the chains of his father. Although that was what he was legally it was rather difficult to make that actual, even though Gabriel could leave home at any time and go anywhere he knew his father would always know exactly where he was. Not to mention anywhere he wanted to go would be on Corwin's credit cards, so even now that he was 18 he would be forever tied to his father.
Of course there was always the option of getting his own job and working for a living like anyone else out there. Then there were problems with that as well, the first being that he was a mutant. On top of being a mutant he was one that was only safe because his father had made it that way with large deals of money, so yet again he was tied to Corwin Lyons. Then there was the simple factor that in all eighteen years of his life Gabe had never worked a day, the lessons with his father were probably the most strenuous activity that had ever been a part of the young man's life. The worst part of it all was that he really had no money of his own in the first place to move away and start his own life. So in the end this freedom was not truly real, it was just a sickening semblance of freedom.
Though all of this "freedom" was only just an illusion Gabriel enjoyed day dreaming of what he would do should he really strike out on his own, but while he was was still dreaming he was forced to start up a job at his father's business and take courses at the local college so he would be fully qualified. So Corwin was able to further enforce the power he had over his son. Gabe worked hard at both college and work, hating himself for it every single day.
This was one of the more degrading things that the very privileged boy had ever done. Despite understanding that and knowing that working for his father was nothing less than selling his morals, and by extension his soul. The only thing that made it worth all of the pain of being under Corwin Lyons' thumb was that all of it was for a real reason. For the entire ten months that Gabriel was working at Lyons' Industries he basically stockpiled his money in the hopes of being able to escape with it soon enough. The company's more than comfortable pay made it that much easier to break free before the insanity of it all set in.
After months after months of scrounging away all of his money and trying his best not to depend on the vast resources of his family fortune and by extension his father, Gabriel Lyons had enough money to be able to leave his job and escape from home. He could escape from the cold eyes of his father, the nostalgic memories with Antigone and from the sight of death first shown to a thirteen year old boy that was forever burned into the man's mind. That was one of the man's proudest moments in all of the man's life, and at the same time one of the most frightening. It was by far the largest rebellion against his father young Gabe had ever been able to manage.
Finding somewhere to go was surprisingly one of the most difficult part of this entire mini rebellion. Traveling by plane or any other public means of transportation would be too easily tracked and this escape would only be an illusion to be taken away at Corwin's leisure. Where else should the young adult try and use one of his own vehicles he would enter the exact same situation because they were all in Corwin's name, thus he could track them even more easily. There was always the option of walking, but to walk everywhere would become very time consuming and dangerous if Gabriel was to be on his own.
This little hurdle was one that cause much pessimism with young Lyons, mostly because the largest vex of it was that he had absolutely no ideas around the problem. So for the months before he had been planning on leaving the obstacle became one that could not simply be put off, for it was the last thing to plan and it would be a key factor in the plan. So for weeks the wealthy young man researched for the best means of transport that would be completely untraceable. That of course is not a very tangible aspiration in this the technological age, now everything required first and last name, a valid form of identification and more likely than not a credit card to prove your reliability.
The vexing little problem was one that had a simple solution that would never occur to someone of the upper class, someone who had never had to deal with the idea of sneaking around. So of course the idea was not one of Gabriel's and not even from someone that the man knew. Rather the idea came from somewhere oddly common, television. It had come to Gabe while he was flipping through the channels in search of something worth watching for the night and he landed on an old spy movie. Then the idea struck, fake IDs would be the answer to all of his problems
For a rich and well over privileged person to reach into the slums of society is not only very rare but also very difficult. Gabriel had neither the connections nor the street know how to find anyone who could forge IDs. Anyone would be slightly irritated by all of the problems that seemed to pop up just to prevent the junior Lyons escape from his senior. Still he would persevere, it didn't seem that any other options were going to arise any time soon.
So the dark haired youth bought as much regular clothes as possible and decided to make an attempt at infiltrating the slums. At first it was difficult, many of the shadier character that the boy was looking for didn't trust a new comer and didn't like one that was such a goody. So yet another problem arose, the boy would have to find a way to connect with the ill moralled that would be best at finding him the right connections.
This was harder than he could have ever imagined, the kind and ever moral influences of Tabatha and Antigone had made Gabriel grow up to be rather gentle and ever conscious of what was the accepted "right" thing to do. But young Lyons was ever persistent and was more than willing to bend his own rules if it meant his little plan would be a success. With that mindset Gabe was able to find the perfect way to connect with Liber City's ghetto citizens.
Cigarettes. It seemed that the cancer inducing sticks were an essential part of the slums. So important it seemed that smoking was a rite of passage, only those that were ready and willing to be indoctrinated into the dirty world that truly was the city's ghetto. It meant that you were really prepared to deal with drugs if that was what was needed for money, and truth be told in a sick world like the one that any form of success would be dependent on one's ability to deal with drugs.
The first to accept the new and completely fake Gabe was a younger man named Falin Isaac. The man was a known drug dealer, but he still had a regular job to support himself and sold to his customers at a fair price. He was short, lean and had keen hawk-like eyes, and what he lacked in the education department he more than made up for with quick wits and incredible intuition. This man was truly perfect to have as Gabriel's first contact.
There was only one small problem (for Gabe this is a fairly regular thing), Falin was not stupid and within a few short weeks he had noticed that Gabe only appeared on certain days. This was of course because the man had a job, now in the slums this was not unheard of so if Gabe used that as an excuse as to why he was absent often it wouldn't be questioned. The problem was when dealing with a man like Falin you would be pressured into telling them where you work, and if young Lyons revealed where he worked his cover would be blown.
So when questioned the tall youth had very few options when it came to lying. He could make up some bogus excuse, but no matter how much he tried to think up a good lie he knew that someone who had any experience with junkies and crooks like Falin had would easily spot the lie. The only option that seemed viable was the truth. So Gabe told the man the truth, or rather as much as was relevant. Afterward there was a tense, long pause, that was finally broken by a simple "OK" from the small, light haired man.
After the small confession the two odd friends never spoke of the conversation again, Falin never brought up anything from Gabe's past, and didn't even attempt to get any money out of the heir to Lyons' Industries like many others would have. Rather the young drug dealer treated his cigarette smoking friend as he always had, as an equal. This only strengthened the strange bond between the two men. They were now able to speak on an intelligent level and also become more friendly to one another. It was a weird and ever changing relationship, but for once in his life Gabe could say he had a true friend.
For someone as sheltered as Gabriel Lyons this friendship was one to be treasured. But, as all things do this happy little time between Gabe and Falin had to end. The time of the young heir's escape was coming up quickly and although the escapee had forgotten that his new friend hadn't. Falin knew full well how much Gabriel wanted to leave the critical ways of his family and the young man wanted more than anything to help his friend. So the drug dealer had been using every favor owed to him and every contact he knew to find the best of the best when it came to forging IDs.
There was a slight problem, even though the slender youth had been able to find out the name and a great deal of information about the forger he could not find their location. It seemed that whoever this person was their network was incredibly expansive and they did not reveal themselves to just anyone. It seemed that what few knew of the forger knew only that it was a large, middle aged man who looked completely normal, and that despite his appearance the man was incredibly dangerous. The danger that he posed was an odd one, apparently he was a mutant of some power, some said he was an M-1 others said he was so strong he wasn't even on the charts, and the more skeptical said he was at best an M-10.
But Falin was a man who was ever faithful to the few he'd call friends, so he persevered and finally was able to arrange a meeting with this mystery forger. The meeting was oddly enough at a large corporate building called AreoDynamics Inc., clearly it was a front for the forger to hide behind. When Falin entered the building all he had to do was tell the clerk at the front desk his name and he was immediately escorted to a large conference room. In the room sat the men at one end of a long wooden table. It was clear that the forger was the man in the middle of the two. He had short, well groomed brown hair, circular glasses, brown eyes and completely average features.
Average was the perfect word to describe the man, he looked like a man that everyone had seen before, but yet no one could remember. As if even during a conversation with the man you wouldn't be able to remember exactly who you were talking to because he was so bland and commonplace he was basically part of the scenery. This was the forger's greatest tool. He would be a man that most would hardly pay attention to, so that even if the police realized the AeroDynamics Inc. was a front company for an underground I.D. forging company they would overlook the real mastermind because he would be so easy to to forget. Falin would make certain make a mistake like that.
Finally the dull man spoke up, his voice so monotone that it was difficult to concentrate on his words despite the rest of the room being absolutely silence, "Hello Falin Isaacs. My name is Gareth, and as long as you honor your end of this little arrangement the process should go rather smoothly." The man's bland voice and mild mannered way of speaking nearly made Falin miss and important detail in the man's short sentence. He had named Falin by first and last name, but when Falin had set up the little meeting he had been careful to give the name Thomas Wyatt.
The man chuckled softly as Falin's realization became apparent, "Yes so as you can tell I'm not just some little two bit I.D. forger. Should you betray me or my organization in anyway you can, and will have more than enough reasons to regret the lapse in judgment." On the incredibly ordinary face spread a smirk that shook the drug dealer to the bones. With just that little grin Gareth was able to convey how truly deadly he was. Fallin had the urge to run out of the room right then and there, but the only thing that stopped him was that he knew how much Gabe needed this.
And who said drug dealers weren't good people?
So after a short conversation and Fallin turning over a picture of Gabriel(which he had much trouble taking) the criminal was able to leave the AeroDynamics building and breath easier. Within two days a personal carry arrived at his home, claiming to be dropping off his receipt and documents from his purchase at AeroDynamics Inc. This was rather smart of Gareth, this way there would be no way for either side to be caught sending the illegal documents through the mail. But yet again it showed how intelligent Gareth was, he had been able to learn Fallin's real address(which wasn't registered as his) even when the boy had given the man a false address that he planned on checking once a week.
A week after Fallin got the ID and all of the falsified documents Gabe showed up for one of his visits. When the drug dealer handed him the information the heir to the Lyons' fortune was on the verge of tears, he had just been given freedom. True unadulterated freedom. Never again would Gabriel have to deal with his father's sharp wit and insane tests. Never again would he have to watch as his father planned the downfall of good men and woman simply for money. Gabe would never have to inherit a company that was the source of so many's misfortune. So after hugging Fallin, the best friend anyone could imagine, and extracting two hundred dollars from his bank account the youngest of the Lyons left Liber City, with no intention of returning.
Discovery
Being out from under Corwin's thumb was one of the best feelings ever. For the first time in his life Gabriel felt as if he could breath. Until now the young man hadn't even realized that he'd been suffocating with all of the expectations his father had for him and all the misery that he had experienced as a child. Now that all of that was gone the mutant was beginning to realize that he had absolutely no idea of who he really was. He knew he was a mutant, he knew Corwin Lyons' son, he knew that he was brother of Antigone and Gareth, and he knew he was Fallin's friend, but he didn't have the slightest idea of what he liked, or what kind of person he was. Hell he didn't even know what his powers were.
So as the teen journeyed around the world he looked for what he knew to be more valuable than anything he had ever wanted before, himself. But his traveling lead him first to find something that he wasn't looking for, and something much more important than Gabriel Lyons. The teen saw a world so filled with tragedies that he nearly missed the comforts of home. He saw men, women and children slaughter just because their genes were seen by the government as dangerous, he saw people have to leave all that they had ever known because their very existence was illegal, and he saw good people twisted into monsters so they would not have to suffer the former two.
The world was disgusting, the good were tortured and killed and the evil prospered from all of it. Yet despite all of that regular people lived their lives blind to all of the tragedies that occurred around them, not once taking notice of the lives of those less fortunate. To make it worse politicians acted as if the world was in a time of great peace, ignoring that there was a war going on. A war of species. One species wanted only to survive and be awarded the rights that Locke had said were those of all people, while the other feared the former and killed it so that they could retain their place as the dominant species of Earth. Yet still Gabriel loved the world, for all of its horrors it had so many beautiful people and places that he found it impossible to hate the world.
But he did manage to hate certain people in it, especially those who used the suffering of the mutants to better their own lives. This hate was what help the youngest Lyon to realize who he was. Gabriel was someone, who wanted more than anything else to end the prejudice and hatred toward mutants so that the two species could once more come together once more so that no one would have to suffer like he and so many others had. So that no more little girls like Antigone would be wrenched from all that they knew because some bigot had decided that her existence was not good for the general population.
When Gabriel was witnessing one of said atrocities, a young woman being hauled away by agents he realized both his powers and his point in life. He was to be the shield for mutants, protecting them from all that would wish to harm them. Of course in this display of his true self Gabriel ended the life of one agent and injured another. Luckily for Gabe both he and the woman were able to escape without any injury. But despite how dangerous the situation had been it heartened the man, because now he knew his true calling in life, he finally knew who he was. The only part that was bittersweet was that he could not shield Antigone when they were younger, perhaps if he understood his power then he would have been able to prevent her from being taken and would have been able to let her live a semi-normal life.
Why the caged bird sings
For seven years Gabriel was able to taste freedom, and to help hundreds of people with his powers. But all good things must come to an end. Even though he avoided the ending of his freedom, the man could feel it long before it and no matter how many miles he put between himself and Liber he could feel that soon enough that hellish city would drag him back and this time he would have no escape. The dread that hung over him in his last few months sullied the taste of his freedom, it made him fear that every second could be the last he spend out and about with only himself to answer to. They were the best and worst months of his life.
Then finally his kidnapper appeared, in a guess he would never have expected. As Gabe walked through a little Ohio town, his jeans torn to shreds, his face littered with stubble and his skin tanned with happy days spent out in the sun he stumbled upon what he could only describe as his doppelganger. The man had his same bluish black hair, only it was spiked up, he had Gabe's face only it was leaner and the man had five piercings on each ear, but other than that and the fact that the man was wearing an obviously expensive suit Gabe would have thought himself to be looking in a mirror.
The doppelganger was the first to speak, his voice was smooth like Kahlua and it seemed to assure that the man would not be forgotten. The only thing that sullied the man's voice was the way he spoke in a deliberately condescending manner. "Hey bro, old daddy boy is down with something bad and he's decided that your extended vacation is over. You're coming home to replace ol' pop." The moment Gabriel heard mention of his father he went on the defensive, the glow of kinetic force surrounded him as he prepared to send this bastard into oblivion. "Who are you, and how did you find me!?" Hatred flared up in the young mutant's voice as he faced his kidnapper. The other man feigned hurt, making a big show of holding his heart, "That really hurts, you don't even recognize your own big brother? Oh well, I suppose you only got to see a few pictures of me rather than actually meeting me. So I'll introduce myself, I am Gareth Lyons, former heir to the massive Lyons industries." The older of the two held out his hand and grinned wide, it was the same smile Corwin used to make to men who's graves would soon be dug.
Last Gabriel had heard of the oldest of the Lyons' children was that Gareth was in a mental institution because he had multiple personalities. What he didn't know was that when Gareth was discovered to be a mutant he and Antigone had gone into being trained on how to use their abilities, this had of course helped Gareth learn to control all of the personalities that he had developed and submit them all to becoming just another part of himself. When both of the older Lyons children mastered their powers Corwin had their deaths faked and rescued them so that he could use them. But still Gareth was not fully sane, he was unnecessarily aggressive and relished at having control for others so even with his recovery he would never be heir to the Lyons fortune. Now years later Corwin's foresight had proven useful.
Gabriel was disgusted as his brother held out his hand, the youngest of the Lyons was personally tutored by the master of deception. "You really think I'd willing touch you?! I'm not so misinformed to know that you were found out to be a powerful mimic mutant, and if I let you touch me you would have full use of my memories, powers and my appearance. Now answer my second question." Gareth's grin shrank, his ploy had not worked. Gabriel truly was Corwin's son. "Aren't we the smart one. OK, your dearest little Antigone was the one who told me where to find you." Gabe stepped back, even more confused, how would his sister know where he was? The two hadn't been able to talk since he was thirteen, but Gareth answered that question once he saw the youngest sibling did not know of the others' situation, "She now works for father too. And her being one of the most powerful telepaths ever recorded she could find you anywhere on Earth, especially because you're her beloved little brother." Gareth barely concealed his scorn for not being loved by Antigone in the way Gabriel was. "Now, you'll come with me or father will force her to force you to come with." With that threat Gabe complied.
During the helicopter ride Gareth was kind enough to full his youngest sibling in on why his return was required. Corwin, despite his immense willpower was beginning to die, the man was diagnosed with terminal stage four liver cancer. Turned out that the man's fondness of scotch was remarkably fatal. It was only a matter of time until the man who had seemed so fierce would be buried, and all that he had ever done in his life would be passed on to Gabriel, much to the heir's dismay. Even though Corwin had yet to die he wanted to make sure that Gabe would be properly prepared to take his place when he took a dirt nap. The man didn't want his favorite son to walk in and become a puppet of the board of trustees, or for the boy to fail before he was ever really given a shot at becoming something great. As Gareth explained this Gabe's reluctance lessened slightly, for once his father had chosen what was best for him.
For two years Gabriel willingly took lessons from his father on how to run the business, how to manipulate those in power and how to work the system to get whatever you should so desire. He listened because on the helicopter ride he had realized that the power that he would need to help his fellow mutants was being given to him and he was even being given instructions on how to use it without ever getting caught. Much to all of the Lyons' children's surprise Corwin was not cruel of viscous in these lessons, on the contrary, he was oddly nurturing and helpful. This dying old man was not the beast that Gabe had grown up fearing, and for some reason he knew that the beast was alive, it had just left Corwin to find a new vessel. Then one day as Gabriel went to attend his lessons he found his father's body, cold and unmoving. The man surprised himself when he found tears on his face, for all that he hated Corwin Lyons he had never imagined that the man would die, Corwin had always been so strong and infallible that even when Gabe had heard of the cancer he never believed that it could take his father's life.
On the floor next to the body lay a note,
"Gabriel, my beloved son. I know that you hate me and even now that we are not fighting you cannot love me. I understand, I've done horrible things in my life without any thought of anything but my own prosperity. But I hope you know I truly did love you, and when I tore you from your freedom it truly pained me. You see I let you leave, the documents that Fallin gave you he got from Gareth. I wanted you to be able to grow into your own person, and you did, you exceeded my expectations. You're so strong and caring, so much like how I once was and yet so different. Haha, listen to me rambling. Regardless what I want to tell you in these my last moments is that you must find happiness in your life, do not become the power hungry man that I was. For even though power has it's allure it is a lonely world at the top.
Your loving, rambling, horrible father. Corwin Lyons, father to some of the world's strongest mutants."
Gabriel smiled at the note, even in his dying moments Corwin was able to remain vain. "Father to some of the world's strongest mutants" he really would say anything to boost his ego. After the funeral Gabriel was named chairmen of Lyons Industries. He was essentially given the keys to the castle. As his first act in power Gabriel released his siblings from the shackles Corwin used to link them to Lyons Industries. Gareth went to find his own power, and Antigone went to find somewhere where there wouldn't be some many people thinking. Letting her go broke his heart, but still the man knew she would resent him if he hadn't.
So alone Gabe took charge of Lyons Ind. and began to continue the work his father had begun. But soon he learned that the beast had left Corwin only to infect his son. Gabriel was heartless with business, he heartlessly tore down those that would oppose him and made those that followed him fear him too much to oppose him. Disgusted with himself Gabriel began his life work. In secret he had a high tech, private school built. It took two years to complete and make sure that it was secure against possible attacks. Then using his power Gabe was able to find and recruit teachers and students alike without endangering them. For the last three years he has lead the double life of Lyons Ind. chairmen and Headmaster to the first and only school for mutants.
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