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Set in AMC's The Walking Dead, one of Axel's earlier adventures, long before he met Rick Grimes and his group.


Axel's Journal Part I
Day 511, two and a half year since the dead began rise, 49 days since I got separated from my group, the first group of decent people I knew since the end. My journey continues in the now eerily quiet world and sadly, so few people were raised as I was, fewer still if any are those with the skills to survive in a changed world. My road now takes me to Carollton, Georgia, to see what pickings I can scavenge, it is hoped my presence will go unnoticed. Walkers are fairly simple to evade, the living, are a wild card, if indeed Zombies are not the only threat in this changed world, then I am bound to find out. How I ended up in the predicament I would at West Georgia Processing was unclear, but my hunters had the numeric advantage and element of surprise on their side. One minute I was searching places for goods and boom, I felt like Thor's Hammer hit me in the had really good. The next minute I awaken in the back of a delivery truck, a refrigerated one at that, it was moving, and it was cold inside. With me were several other unfortunate souls, all beaten worse and more terrified, they claimed to be part of a group themselves, and were on their own scavenge. One thing was certain, we didn't know who got us or their intentions, but it couldn't be good. Being herded from the van and into a meat cooler that still had power to it, I managed to glimps the name of the former business as we entered, and based on screams heard somewhere inside inside, I knew this was no place to be. Seeing one of the others taken from the cooler several hours later, kicking and screaming, along with her brother, who was knocked out for trying to save her and also taken out, I knew for sure then the denizens of Carllton, Georgia, apparently headquartered here at West Georgia Processing are cannibals. Both fellow captives were gone and I was alone, but resolved to break out and deal out some serious punishment. These bastards had now idea who they are messing with. Those savagess may have taken away my trenching tool and gear, but they didn't take away my chewing gum.
Walkers Aren't The Only Threat
After hours in the cooler, Wysten, a mechanical engineer of the old world, was more dangerous than these cannibals seemed to think. One, he knew cooling and refrigeration tech like this, it was part of the core curriculum at MIT. Two he was Spartanesque with survival skills most people of the old world lacked, the skills of a pioneer before the dead rose and the skills of an insurgent since. Higher education and rare lifestyle mixed with survival smart and resourcefulness, he had a tactical edge here these people didn't suspect, or so he hoped. His martial arts included meditation and focus, which helped him regulate his body and breathing, slowing the effects of the big chill in this room. He observed what happened to the others in here, once they got too cool and thus weak, they were soon taken, except for the brother of of the pair. Wysten observed the surveillance camera in his cooler, and figured it was how they were watching for him to weaken, so once he found a good blind spot behind old crates, he pretended to faint from the cold collapsing behind it, out of sight of the camera. True enough, his captors came to process what they thought was a carcass or soon to be one in the far corner. Only one problem, the would be food was standing behind the crate with a big hunk of wood off it, and his would be collector was cold dead, but not enough brain trauma to prevent undeath. The same fate awaited his partner, both of the chilly people eaters would soon reanimate. Wysten observed both bodies for signs of initial reanimation, it was time, he came out of hiding briefly and waved at the camera flipping it off, before going back into hiding and out of reach of the soon to be fresh Walkers.
Those new Walkers surprised the six baddies who came in after Wysten, who had by then braced himself on the ceiling sides and corners above them, having inched his way braced on the ceiling out of sight of the camera and over the door awaiting his exit moment. As the five men sent in entered and went to the corner on the monitor in the security office, an upside down face of Wysten came on screen and blinded the camera, with the old gum up the lense trick, before grabbing the top of the door and swinging out of it, then closing it up, locking the men inside. He then taunted the angry cannibals, who were muffled by the thick steel and small thick glass window. He waved a grenade pin at the men in the window, who's eyes went scared, as smoke inside spewed into the fridge, he'd taken some smoke bombs, and a gun off the two that went in before. He found that carbine and ammo nice, it even had a silencer on it, so they may be old, but they would be useful. Now the muffled protests became not so muffled by screams of agony as the two new Walkers inside had reanimated and their former pals blinded by the smoke bomb were being torn limb from limb and blood splattered all over the little window. Once the screams stopped, Wysten listened for footsteps, true enough, more villains were coming and the Walkers inside had at least two more of their own in the cooler. Wysten opened the cooler door and ran like hell toward the bad guys coming for him. "Hey you shitfaced people eating assholes, here I am!" he shouted their way before veering hard to the side down a hall. In their angered distraction, the Walkers who were chasing Wysten were upon his pursuers before they could shoot at him down the hall.
Wysten continued on his way, opening doors to the outside as he went, hollering loud as he went, calling in reinforcements from the Undead Army in the streets outside, the locked gate was not locked anymore, he used the scope on the carbine he took, he shot the locks off the gates, allowing the Walkers to break in more easily. This was one time he was going use the Walkers rather than kill them. They provided a distraction for the people eating denizens of this former meat processing facility, while he searched for the two from earlier. He got to the processing area in time, to shut the machines down before they could really harm the others he met earlier. Using the carbine he'd taken earlier to shoot back at the cannibals when they opened fire. Wysten took up a firing position nearby, hard to reach now, the silencer made him all but invisible to the Walkers, but the non-silenced guns of his attackers were like ringing the dinner bell for them. Once the Walkers had the cannibals busy, he made his way over to their would be victims, picking up fallen enemy guns as he went, and freed them, tossing them the weapons to use. Together the trio, in a back to back triangle, fought their way out of the meat plant, doing more evading than shooting, as they went. As the now trio of allies headed out, Wysten's new pals held the exit near, while Wysten opened the door to their would be eaters' armory, a former freezer full of scavenged ammo and fuel. Wysten took a grenade off one of the fallen cannibals who had reanimated after giving him a third eye socket. He pulled the pin and threw the grenade in the storage room, and together he and his two new friends ran like hell out of there. They all managed to get to minimum safe distance when the grenade went off and the fuel and ammo supply with it, followed by the whole former meat processing plant shortly after.
However, the surviving cannibals who managed to escape the blast were on our tails before we could catch our breath they fled into a ruined athletics store. We were soon out of ammo, and had to fight hand to hand. One of them came at the woman Wysten saved earlier, so he put his last bullet in his skull, while one who targetted Wysten was popped by her brother's last shot, and two that each targetted the men were popped by the woman's last two rounds. There were five enemies left now, one of whom had a pistol Wysten knew about from studies for a history essay at old world MIT.
Wysten's reflexes were fast enough to grapple the gun arm before the attacker could pull the trigger, resulting in one of the cannibal's pals being given one through the temple instead of Wysten. "I'll take that," Wysten taunted his foe as he took the gun and killed his opponent with it, one shot to the head. Then with his free hand, he grappled the shaft of an entrenching tool, the one taken from him earlier, also taunting by saying "That's not yours," as he yanked from his attacker's hand and giving him a splitting headache with it. The pistol was out of ammo, so Wysten pocketed it, then it down to the last two surviving Cannibals. Two big ones  giving his two allies a hard time, Wysten threw his trenching tool like a tomahawk, giving the one attacking the woman a splitting headache, instantly killing him. The other tried to shoot Wysten in retaliation, only to be punched in the nuts, by the man he tried to shoot moments ago, after bringing him to his knees.
Wysten got to the last cannibal, apparently the leader just in time, grabbing his gun arm and slamming it on a shelf hard enough to disarm him. The surviving cannibal now recovered enough from the groin strike by the other man attacked Wysten now, this one had fighting skills, delivering a solid punch to Wysten's face, catching the usually combat sharp mixed martial artist by surprise and putting him in a brief daze, long enough to follow up with a kick to the gut, then before Wysten stand up straight again and go into full combat mode, his attacker floored him with with an elbow strike to the back. Normally, the other two would turn and run, but felt bad about that, whoever this guy is saved their lives, now they had to save his. The man took up a leftover aluminum baseball bat while his sister picked up a metal golf club. They attacked their rescuer's attacker, who turned out to be a trained martial artist, who quickly recovered from the surprise attack, kicking the woman in the gut, sending her down while taking her club, and delivering a hard hit to her brother's head. He took up the metal bat now, and prepped to finish off these two, they would all pay for destroying his group.
By then Wysten recovered enough by force of will, to show this martial arts misuser who he's dealing with. He roundhouse kicked the bat from the man's hand sending across the old shop, followed by a three punch combo, first to the face, second to the gut, third to the nuts, and concluded by a swift tackle slamming the man into several looted shelves, knocking them down with him. Wysten had this cannibal in a head lock working to outright strangle him, only to his horrific surprise, to get bitten by him. At first the bite hurt enough to make Wysten let go, but much worse, his opponent rolled him over, and bit him again, this time taking a chunk off him, which made Wysten scream horrified in pain.
Now Wysten was really pissed off, Walkers were bad enough in that department, he rapidly elbowed his foe in the face several times, forcing the man off him enough for him to roll over, bring his knees to his chest, and with both feet kick the living biter off him. Wysten was on the barbarian again as he got to his feet, Wysten was in no holds barred combat mode, his gaze was hot with brutality in his eyes. His opponent now fearful for the first time since this scuffle started, threw another punch at Wysten. Wysten swifly grappled that punch with one hard swift motion, broke his foe's upper arm broken to the point of jagged bone protruding from his flesh. The man screamed in agony and even more so, when Wysten followed up with a downward kick to the man's leg busting the fibula to the point of flesh breaking and blood spattering as well, sending the man to the floor. Wysten wasn't through with him yet, for he stomped on his other leg, adrenaline still pumping in his veins, breaking both the tibia and fibula and causing the lower leg to fold a full ninety degrees. The man screamed in agony like a big fat baby, shouting all sorts of profanities at Wystem, swearing that would put Joe Pesci to shame.
Wysten then took a big bottle of BBQ sauce from his drypack he planned for a future venisin catch, but this seemed appropriate. "What's that for?" the man asked him with a curious look on his sister's face too that ended with the sound of Walkers coming, who heard the battle.  Wysten stopped the others from finishing the man off and said, "It's a fitting punishment for his crimes" he said as he poured the BBQ sauce all over the cannibal leader making him cry like a bully who got bested. Wysten had a bit of an evil grin now as he threw the empty bottle through window to tell the Walkers exactly where they are. He then took up his gear ready to leave. The other two figured out his end game, and had similar grins now, what better way to punish a living cannibal then to feed him to the undead ones. The savage leader's face went pale, not just for loss of blood, his eyes were filled with true blue terror now, now he was begging for mercy.  
"Let's get out of here," Wysten said collecting his trenching tool, and what ammo and mags his two new firearms could use, greatly the same bullets and mags at that, letting his two allies do the same before leaving. As they left Carollton, they could hear their fallen enemy now screaming in agony as the Walkers were upon him, tearing him up like Army Ants.
Once the trio got near their the other two's respective group, some group in the distance protecting some town, and in the process of walling it up as much as they could. The pair assured him, their leader would accept a fighter like him in their ranks, they could use him. Wysten politely declined, saying he still hadn't given up hope of finding his group again, but said he would keep that in mind when told the offer stands. However, the injuries Wysten had sustained needed to be taken care of by more than just his own survival skilled hands, several were serious, and the group had some medical professionals with them. He didn't have to stay with them indefinitely, just until his wounds healed, one of which was cause for alarm, a bite, but Wysten said it was one of the cannibals, which was confirmed by the pair he saved from them.
Recovery was long and serious, the cannibal bite might as well have been a Walker bite, Wysten almost died from it anyway. The cannibal bite resulted in serious infection that would have killed him, if not for the resourcefulness of their group's doctor combined with helpful medicinal botanicals in the area Wysten pointed out before losing consciousness. Recovery was hard, but thankfully the group saved him. Once he was ready to go on the move again, he stated his next scavenge was in Atlanta, which was near the route for another of that group's scavenge run, so he tagged along until close to the city, and from there, Wysten set out on his own again.
Axel's Journal Part II
I honestly am too mistrustful of strangers, even though they were sincere offering me a place with their group for saving their lives. However, I could observe some of their fighters in the distance, even with high power weapons, they looked friendly enough if I wasn't being aggressive. As much as I would have liked to move out on my own, the pair I saved insisted I get looked at by their doctor, all three of us were injured and it was the least they could do. I might as well have been bitten by a Walker, the bite from a cannibal got seriously infected, and I almost died. The doctor's quick thinking and resourcefulness allowed him to recognize the infection and my knowledge of botanicals helped, I told him what local flora could be used before I blacked out, they got the concoction I mentioned in the nick of time, an hour or two more and it would have been tool late for me. After I recovered fully, I proceeded back on my own journey, heading for Atlanta, another scavenge run I needed to try. The group had a picking run of its own in an area passed Atlanta to do, so I rode along with their convoy and got off at the outskirts of the Georgia State Capital, from there we went our separate ways. The harsh lessons learned from that ordeal is that there are still good people in the world, but yet few and far between, I still have mistrust cold and hard in me, but the warmth of hope is once more kindled and burning brightly within. In my near death experience, I believe I saw a vision, not just of the afterlife, but of what could be in this changed world, if I can learn to find and keep a balance between my light, dark, and neutral sides, and use the latter's ability to go light or dark as needed wisely. I made a dangerous mistake of taking pleasure in killing the cannibal leader in Carollton. Sure it had a purpose, but killing the living, even if necessary, is bad enough for the spirit, but taking pleasure from it is worse in hindsight. I must strive not to cross that line again.
REAL NAME-Wysten Draco
CODENAME-Thunderbird
ALIASES-Pallaton(His Native American name, for he's half Apache. He got it from his paternal Grandfather).
BIRTHDATE-August 6, 1987
AGE-18
SPECIES-Metahuman(Born)
GENDER-Male
FAMILY-Peter & Amelia(Parents-dead), General Sam Lane & Gabe Sullivan(Uncles), and Ella Lane & Moira Sullivan(Aunts-Amelia was their sister), and Thomas "Red Bear" Draco(Grandfather-**dead**).
FRIENDS-None as yet(Can be changed as needed).
ENEMIES-None as yet(Can be changed as needed).
APPEARANCE-Wysten is 6’2’’, weighs 170 lbs, has a solid build, and has the frame of a man his age who engages in regular exercise, though his comes mainly from a rural background. He usually wears darker tops, light jeans, steel toe/shank all weather boots, and a hooded all weather jacket if needed. He has such dark brown hair, at times it appears black, especially when cut short, his eyes are an icy shade of blue. When actively using his powers, his skin becomes fairer and lighter, his eyes turn glowing hot blue, and his hair turns weather related shades of blue, darker toward the roots and lighter toward the ends, especially observable if he were to grow his hair long. His father was a full blooded Apache Indian, while his mother was of full blooded and often hot tempered Irish descent. Wysten has adopted the White Mountain Tribal culture spending multiple summers with his grandfather on the Fort Apache Reservation.
ABILITIES(What can he do without metahuman powers)-Wysten grew up in a rural community raised by his uncle alongside his cousin. His parents were victims of crime and corruption in Gotham City, so social services brought him to his next of kin. Growing up in a rural small town, he learned agriculture from an early age, and with it, how to survive without modern technology in the unlikely event it is lost. He is extremely aware, observant, and resourceful, he can find a use for discarded things more often than not, so he does his part to reduce waste, reuse anything he can, recycles anything recyclable, and anything else he can do, as best he can, which anyone can do. He prefers to be proactive as well as reactive, as one would do well to be both. Wysten also has a rare and improbable level of eidetic memory found in few humans, ordinary or otherwise. Once he reads, sees, listens to, observes, or otherwise studies anything, he fully memorizes it instantly, does not forget it, and can recall it anywhere and anytime with perfect accuracy, at least in the informational sense.
SKILLS-Wysten’s skills are primarily reading, study, and memorization techniques he learned from his uncle, Sam Lane, during a one time summer visit to get to know his uncle and his other cousins, the same study skills required of West Pointers. Not many things surprise Sam Lane, but Wysten did. He impressed Sam Lane enough to teach him the study skills West Pointers require, as they would go well with a memory like Wysten's. Wysten, however never visited the Lanes after that one summer, and went back to visiting his grandfather at the White Mountain Reservation in Arizona, as the only worthwhile thing he learned visiting the Lane's was important study skills that he has used well since.
Wysten is a second year student at Metropolis University, where he is a Mechanical Engineering Major, with Minors in Meteorology and Machining, the former to help him understand the sciences behind his powers and the latter to augment his major. Eidetic Memory helps get the informational part of his studies out of the way, leaving almost only the hands on part he has to practice. Wysten is a Parkour Expert, something he studies with an NROTC instructor for his Phys-Ed Mandates. Wysten also knows how to live in harmony with nature and to work with and around it instead of against it. As a child he spent most of his summers at the White Mountain Reservation where his paternal grandfather lives and who taught him about his culture and their beliefs, which is why he feels more at ease around nature and cares deeply about it.
LIKES-Reading, Science Fiction, Peace, Efficiency, Hydroponics, Aeroponics, Aquaculture, Proactive Technology, Aquaponics, Horseback Riding, and of course what was his favorite comic book now still is.
DISLIKES-Waste, Pollution, Greed, Selfishness, Indifference, Prejudice, War, Drugs, & Suffering. While not above using his gifts for his own gain, he prefers not to if it means hurting others in the process.
POWERS-
Atmokinesis-
Wysten has the ability to control the weather itself as well as any elements of nature having anything to do with the weather as well as related events like temperatures. This ability also protects him from temperature extremes, both heat and cold. He can generate any kind of weather event known to man and even use it to achieve self propelled flight via wind manipulation and achieve velocities matching fastest wind once he is airborne, but is as slow as a normal human while on the ground or in water. His max altitude limit is the same as a human body without special protection or an oxygen mask(15000 ft). Although he generally prefers to fly around the height of the clouds, he will use them or make his own for concealment, escape, evasion, etc.
Electrokinesis-
An extension of his Atmokinesis via understanding the science behind it, he achieves use of lightning by itself in this way. Partly born of wanting to use lightning without calling it from the sky or conjuring a storm and wielding it for more electrical purposes, like less than lethal uses, like electrically stunning or subduing enemies rather than killing them if he has to fight people at close range or charging up spent batteries to save money on electrical devices, by controlling the energy flow in the lightning bolts he uses.
Environmental Resistance-
Because his powers allow him to control extremes of weather, temperatures, and electrical phenomena(lightning), his body adapts to them and is extremely resistant to them as well as impervious to those which he himself decides to wield. This is why he can channel extremes of heat and cold both dry and wet and not be affected by either and channel lightning through himself without it harming him, which is what he does to channel it at a specific target with much greater accuracy.
Kryptonite Effects-
Certain Meteor Rocks/Kryptonite affect his powers, usually to his advantage, notably Green and Blue. Blue K can make his powers more helpful in their rainy form, such as if he conjures a rainstorm, then channels lightning through himself while holding a Blue Meteor Rock into the rain clouds before they rain, turning the rain into Blue Kryptonite irradiated water, which can purify water supplies like streams, lakes, rivers, wells, as well as soils either enriching or healing the land as it were, a very effective method for cleaning up pollution and its effects. Through the Blue-K irradiated water’s effects at making regular drinkers disease free, such rains can also alleviate epidemics in the affected area. The same result can also be achieved if he drank Blue K irradiated first, but use of the rock in purification storms or as weapon made from it would be his preferred method. ****In an alternate timeline in which, Zod had conquered Earth, Wysten is part of the resistance who makes his lightning lethal to Kandorians, by channeling it via a Green Kryptonite Dagger. This version of Wysten is last seen moving to engage the swarming Kandorians in the air with a resigned look in his eyes, this is it, the final fight.****
WEAKNESSES-
He is not strong enough to stop the worst kinds of severe weather like Force 5 Tornados or Category 5 Hurricanes once they happen naturally because he may wield that aspect of nature’s power, but he is not strong enough to oppose nature itself. The best he can do is to catch them at much lower strengths and try to prevent them from getting stronger. While he can handle more than his own body weight in wind powered flight as winds of nature can carry off more than his own weight by far, he can be aerially faster and more agile if he wears a suit designed to ride or glide on air currents, something like a parachute suit designed to slow a jumper’s descent and give seeming flight as they fall longer with style. As for how long he can push himself with his powers at peak capacity, he can do so for several hours at a time before fatigue finally sets in forcing him to rest. His flight range is proportionately related to his stamina and how fast he propels himself, greater velocity means higher capacity use of his powers. Depending on how much he uses his powers, he has a maximum flight range/radius of 350 miles under his own power or less depending on how fast and high he flies and how much gear he carries with a ferry range of around twice that if he were to seriously push his limits physically and mentally. Aerially he would need a plane or chopper to extend his range.
His environmental resistance is best described as his power making him adapted to the extremes of temperatures, weather, and environments thereof. However, his resistance is strongest against weather resulting from use of his powers over it, whereas it is observably less if naturally occuring, and even lesser still if it results someone else using similar powers, like if he encountered someone like the supervillain, Weather Wizard.
Other than his weather related resistances, Wysten is just as susceptible to conventional harm as a human, such as fire, knives, bullets, infection, and others that can hurt and/or kill an ordinary human.
His eidetic memory is strongest on the informational part of its use, it can be words or imagery, but as for muscle memory, such as physical motions, routines, martial arts, gymnastics and the like, he still has to train in physical skills and practice them on regular basis like ordinary people do. However, his memory does allow some use in physical skills, in while he must study them, he will just learn faster. His memory can be as much a weakness as a strength, because information and imagery pertaining to horrific events are like video recordings to him. Traumatic events are bad enough for anyone, but for someone with a memory like Wysten’s, it’s like recalling them fully as if they happened just a few moments ago.
Wysten is also not used to living in a big city again, Metropolis has been a maze to learn to say the least. Wysten’s summers with his grandfather are why cares so much about nature and the environment more than most of his generation. It is also why he feels more at ease in nature, like the greenery of Metropolis Park for example, or before that the forestry around Smallville after his first summer with his grandfather. Wysten gets mad when a big fire occurs due to people’s thoughtlessness and recklessness, be it in a wooded area or in a city and responds with a storm if the fire is within his atmokinetic flight range.
EQUIPMENT-Wysten is as well equipped as a college kid could be, laptop for homework, I-pad for class, I-pod for notes, back up pencils and paper in case their modern counterparts fail, a small fridge in his dorm to keep his food opened with key, and a Genesis Machine he got for his tenth birthday, a portable aeroponics rooting system introduced in 1983, which he uses to grow his favorite fruits from home in. Wysten also has a chunk of Blue Meteor Rock/Blue Kryptonite, which he found visiting his grandfather in Arizona on the White Mountain Reservation. He thinks it is a large size piece of shiny blue quartz and is unaware of what it really is and what it does. Wysten keeps it in his dorm, often using it as a paperweight.
PERSONALITY-Wysten is usually about action and does not always think things through before acting, but he is by no means impulsive or a grandstander. This the result of being orphaned in his hometown and feeling betrayed by the very bodies that were supposed to catch the killer and bring justice. Wysten often goads enemies, taunting and infuriating them with quick remarks and insults, which while usually well used clichés, they can occasionally be clever too. Though not necessarily lazy, Wysten is at times tempted to abandon work in order to have some fun if it is not class work, homework, or any school related work he is doing. However, Wysten is very loyal and can be counted on when someone is depending on him. While often reactive when bad things happen close to his doorstep, Wysten can also be proactive when trouble strikes and he is able to do something about it.
Wysten was orphaned as a child and raised by his uncle, Gabe Sullivan alongside his cousin Chloe, and for a while he did not say word. Wysten is usually a very private person as a result of events leading to his orphaning. Wysten often keeps to himself and is not usually the most sociable person in the group. However, Wysten is by no means a recluse, he converses with people he knows, is still a capable team player, and he even occasionally lets someone into his life. The fact that he would see someone if a connection forms shows that he does want to open up and explore life outside his comfort zone.
Wysten is passionate about organic agriculture and wants to combine aeroponics, hydroponics, and the like with it, something he learned hanging out on farms in Smallville in his early life once he got used to small town living. He often worked part time on organic farms primarily to learn how to do so.
Today most would not guess Wysten was not always a country boy or that he is originally from Gotham City. He has grown into a country boy so much and does the country boy thing so well, even he believes it at times. This could be as much a sign of still trying hard to forget where he came from and why as it could be a sign of wanting to just go forward with life and let the past go.
HISTORY-Wysten was born in Gotham City to an average family living in one of its most dangerous burrows. Wysten was orphaned as a child, his father was Gotham Cop, a good one killed by corrupt ones. His mother was a Prosecutor, a good one who was assassinated in a mob arranged accident. His short life in Gotham came to an end when social services took him to his next of kin, his uncle, Gabe Sullivan who raised him alongside his cousin, Chloe. It was several weeks before he spoke again, but this was the start of his normally private person demeanor, a result of trauma from Gotham, which partly lingers today.
Wysten’s eidetic memory was apparent when he was eleven years old, as it made school very easy for him, the informational talent alone allowed him to maintain excellent marks with minimal effort. This allowed him to focus more on athletics. Wysten was on the Smallville High School Track Team. He also studied Parkour on the side for extra practice for its utilitarian advantages both on and off the track team. However, Wysten chose to turn down an athletic scholarship feeling his desired goals would be interfered with by its requirements, and instead earned an academic scholarship. While he could have used his memory to test out of the informational areas of Smallville High’s curriculum, he took advice to do his best not to exploit his improbable memory, however those who gave him the advice saw no harm in using it to take dual college credit classes, so as to have a head start for when college time came.
However, choosing to use his powers for good has already shown danger. His third night as Thunderbird was nearly his last. He came upon a fire started with Molotov cocktails by crooks who tried to rob a store, who’s owner scared them off earlier with a rifle. Wysten rained on their parade putting the fire out and scaring them off with flashes of lightning. His pursuit of the crooks nearly ended his life, as one of them shot him prior to fleeing and being caught by the MPD soon after. As he laid bleeding badly, Wysten had to use his own signature weapon, lightning to cauterize his wounds to stop the bleeding, then use a knife to dig out the bullet. He's been inactive since, restarting college at MU while recovering from his wounds.
Even before his first year at MU, Wysten had already decided on his major and minors, as a result of influences from dual credit classes and teachers he had there as unofficial guidance providers. The major is for a career fallback position, while also hopefully a foundation for his MS major down the road. His minors of choice reflect his desire to understand the sciences behind his Atmokinetic powers, so as to figure out their other uses beyond the obvious he was used to by then. He decided on the minors and putting the minors he really wanted on hold and saving them for his MS if he is able to pursue it later on.
OTHER INFORMATION-****_**** Pertains to information on things that have not happened yet, but can happen through RP game play at a later point.

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I work at a local Walmart supercenter, where it is true there are no dull moments here, however, this picture taken of a walmart shopping cart, flattened by a bulldozer's monster truck size wheel during road work in front of our store, was more exciting than the usual fast paced routines and surprises here. Something we don't see around here everyday, so I had to take a picture of this, and share it online, even made it my new DA ID.

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Thank you so much for the watch!!
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Sorry about that, I my PC and mouse were being troublesome last night, I was having a hard time giving you a Llama and accidently unwatched, but watching. Again sorry about that.

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Ankylosaurornis Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2014  Student General Artist
Oh, that's not a problem! I didn't even know :p 
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quietlyrioting Featured By Owner May 8, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you for ze point.
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WystenDraco Featured By Owner May 8, 2014
You're Welcome
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rastamex Featured By Owner May 8, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
thank you for the trade :)
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WystenDraco Featured By Owner May 8, 2014
You're Welcome
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acg3fly Featured By Owner May 8, 2014
Hi, thanks a lot for trade :highfive:
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