I will always remember that night. It was cold and the wind was blowing. I had arrived home late that night and I felt like something was wrong. I walked into the living room to see my parents and my family dead on the floor. No marks were visible on their bodies. Tears welled up in my eyes until I saw a note lying on the floor. If you want to find me here i am. There was an address on the card. My tears were replaced with anger. I took the swords that i had been training with for so long and disapeared into the night

I had the swords for two years prior to this. I was a gifted child. My mother could use magic and at a young age i was inscribing runes onto wooden planes and made them fly around the room. At age ten I stumbled upon the blades that i now carry. they were sitting on our mantlepiece. Noone could remove them from their plaque. I was drawn to them by an irrestible force and i pulled them out. that was the beginning of my journey.

I arrived in a dangerous section of town. I entered the adress and was suprized to see many people there. The was one who must of been the Boss. She Had red hair and green eyes. More importantly, she carried an air of power with her. She looked familiar. Then it hit me. She was a sword collector that had visited our house and made a generous offer for the blades I now carry. " i am Mysteria. Your family is dead because of those swords. If you give me your blades and swear loyalty to me, no one else will die becasue of your mistakes." Her offer tempted me but my hatred was too great. I launched myself forward to kill the person that had taken so much from me but she drew her own sword, very similar to my own, and deflected my blow with ease. " my blades are the opposite of yours. They are a set."

Sudenly my body grew red and glowed with energy. i saw what happened next from an out of body perspective. I turned into a demon fox and metal throughout the room gathered and attacked my enimies. They scatteded i willed the energy to stop and i fleed into the night

I had no place in this world. There was none for a skilled weapon master exctpt for that job. I was hired in an assination guild and was extremly good at what I did for one reason- the suit. IT was the resulf of a experiment for quick strenght but it did more than that. I was invisible on all levels, even telepathilly. My speed was unreal and my agility unmatched. After wearing the suit severl times I noticed my metal bending skills go down and extreme fatigue. After further investigation I discovered that my soul was being damaged little by little. THe suit will not be used until it can be made safe once more.

After leaving the guild, I found a place in Gotham to crash. I was a vigulante that was without a purpose. I met Black Rose one night and decided that finding a team would help me and so I went to Titans North.