Alpha

Codename: Subject Alpha, (Alpha Knight)
Nickname(s): Al, Alan
Age: 19, physically
Race: Tamaranean Hybrid
Alignment: Neutral Good
Is this a canon?: No



Hair Color: Deep red
Eye Color: Green w/ light green sclera
Gender: Male
Height: 6'6"
Weight: 240 lbs
Other Traits: Alan's eyes glow brightly when he is experiencing intense emotions



Main Power Origins: Super/Natural (Alien Heritage)

Powers
Hybrid Tamaranean Physiology: In terms of DNA, Alpha is about ninety-eight percent Tamaranean, with the remaining percentage being human DNA used to fill the gaps of an incomplete genome. As such, his powers are almost entirely the same as the standard Tamaranean's. However, thanks to the minor amount of human DNA in his genome, as well as some minor fiddling from his creators, Alpha's powers are not all the standard fare.

• Starbolts: Like all other Tamaraneans, Alpha absorbs ultraviolet energy from all around him, using it to fuel his myriad alien powers. The most direct usage of this stored energy is to create starbolts, small circular blasts of pure plasma These can be launched, as if thrown, causing heat and force to be applied to whatever they hit, usually enough to knock a regular human back with a full-frontal hit. This plasma can be held in the hand as well, either to provide light, or to apply heat onto objects that Alpha touches. Generally speaking, a Tamaranean must go through a form of "puberty" to fire starbolts from their eyes. While Alpha is physically of the correct age to do this, he seems to currently lack the ability.
  Starbolts are fueled by the emotion of fury.
  
• Super Strength:Tamaraneans are quite strong. Alpha is no exception, able to lift a great amount of weight, as well as put most of that same weight behind every strike and blow he makes. At his maximum, Alpha can lift fifteen tons, or about the weight of a bus, over his head. He cannot perform this feat one-handed, even if he likes to think that he could. When fighting, this strength drops to about ten tons.
  Super strength is tied to Alpha's confidence.
  
• Flight: Alpha has the ability to fly, and his strength is not diminished when he is airborne. He can fly as fast as 250 mph, but risks extreme overexertion if he flies faster than this for longer than a few seconds. Additionally, Alpha's ability to fly seems to rely on the presence of gravity, something to resist, and as such he cannot fly in space unaided.
  The ability to fly relies on the emotion of joy. As such, it is Alpha’s weakest power, and on average he is only capable of empowered jumps rather than true flight.
  
• Enhanced Durability: Another ability of Tamaraneans is the power to shrug off attacks that don't reach a certain level of power. Alpha is very enduring, able to take punches from other super-strength users with relative ease, but he is by no means invulnerable. Five tons of force is equivalent for Alpha to being punched by a regularly strong person, and an equally matched strength user would cause him serious harm after a few blows. He can be overpowered and outmatched, and injuries for him don't heal any faster than those of humans, relatively speaking. He is not immune to poison or disease. Additionally, when his strength is weakened, this facet of his physiology also suffers, making him easier to beat in a physical battle.
  
• Dangersense: The key difference between Alpha and other Tamaraneans is the ability dubbed "Dangersense." Tamaraneans have the ability to consume linguistic information via a kiss, through some form of telepathy. Thanks to tinkering by his makers, Alpha has lost that ability, and gained in its stead Dangersense. What this allows him to do is gain a more open awareness of emotional energy around him, allowing him to, at times, tell if he is about to be attacked even if he cannot see the attacker. However, for this to work, the attacker needs to have emotions, and anyone who can control their emotions fairly well is essentially masked from his danger sense. Attackers with psychic shields are also entirely masked against it.
  

Skills

• Hand-to-hand: The first thing that Alpha was taught was how to fight. He has no particular style, and for the most part only knows the basics in terms of punches, kicks, and holds. He is best described as a common brawler for this reason, mainly relying on his superpowers in a fight.
  
• Tactical: Alpha was raised to be a soldier, and beyond that, to have other soldiers follow his lead when he was ready for that responsibility. For this reason, Alpha has a solid understanding of tactics, but struggles to employ them due to his emotional imbalances.
  

Abilities

• Endurance
  
• Athleticism
  

Physical Weaknesses

• Metal Chromium: When exposed to metal chromium, Alpha becomes very ill, showing similar symptoms to a nasty flu for several days after exposure. His powers all become quite feeble while in this state as well.
  
• Magic: Like many other alien beings, Alpha has no natural safeguards against magical powers. They affect him to the full extent of their intended power, and he generally cannot resist spells and magical energy whatsoever.
  

Mental Weaknesses

• Emotions: Alpha's emotional state has a direct link to his powers. If he's in a blind rage, or depressed, he's unable to fly. If he loses confidence, his strength diminishes. If he falls into apathy, he would be unable to use any of his powers to their full extent, or even at all. Keeping his emotions in check, but also allowing them to flourish harmoniously, is the only way to maximize their potential- but this would be incredibly hard to do, and is something he may never master.
  
• ESP Backdoor: Due to his telepathic ability, which seems to draw from ambient psychic sources, Alpha has a glaring vulnerability to other psychic abilities. When the target of a psychically damaging ability, Alpha suffers at more than double the intensity of the average person, to the point he can be knocked unconscious in half the time. Additionally, magic that is based in illusion or other mentality-based effects is twice as powerful or deceiving against him.
  

Equipment

• HIVE communicator
  
• HIVE Cerebral Chip: Not necessarily "equipment" per se, Alan has embedded within the base of his skull a microchip. When activated, the chip fires an impulse capable of knocking Alpha unconscious. He isn't aware of which HIVE member possesses the activation switch.
  

Personality
As things are right now, Alpha- Alan -has not had a lot of time to develop much of a true personality. He is often consumed by rage and confusion, almost completely at odds with his sensitive Tamaranean nature. His people are the sort who know themselves, understand their emotions, and Alan is afforded no such luxury. He's an alien to his own heritage, but there is a part of him that doesn't want to learn about his culture- in fear of being rejected by it.

Within HIVE, Alan often defers to his leaders and the scientists when asked to make a real decision. Being their weapon is all he knows, and knowing that he has nowhere else to go, he surrenders his individuality to them. This can make him come off as very isolated and obedient when he isn't flying off the handle in a rage. There is a burning soul within him, though, desperate to break out.



Family Members: Unknown Tamaranean, "Mother". Unknown Human, "Father".
Place of Origin: Secret HIVE Laboratory, Jump City.

History
For years, HIVE's greatest enemies were the Teen Titans. Their ranks may have grown and fluctuated over time, but one of the fiercest among them was the alien princess, Starfire. HIVE knew firsthand the fiery power and intimidating strength of the Tamaraneans, and so when they were able to procure the DNA of another one of these extraterrestrial warriors, it only made sense to capitalize on it. They would make their own alien soldier, one who could counter not just Starfire, but any of the powerhouses among the Teen Titans.

The genome was incomplete, however. There were gaps of information that needed to be filled, and even if they were minor, they were still necessary. So, human DNA was used, and geneticists at HIVE altered the sequence further to make sure that there were no major side effects of having a patchwork genome. Before long, a synthesized lifeform was grown by these scientists, but when he was ready for testing and training, something was... off. Rather than being docile and obedient, Subject Alpha was bent by rage, and an almost animalistic set of behaviors. He had to be sedated several times in those early tests, and a microchip was implanted to allow for a readily available "off-switch" in the case of emergencies.

Eventually, though, Alpha was able to be trained. He could be directed, if not fully controlled at times, and he was an effective weapon in scenario training and even some minor missions under the radar of the Titans and law enforcement. But he was not the sword that HIVE had intended him to be... he was more like a hammer.



KLAK-KLAK-KLAK-KLAK-KLAK.

The sound of a battalion's worth of boots could be heard, echoing on the walls of a dimly lit access corridor. About a dozen armed guards, bearing the insignia of STAR Labs, lined up in partial cover, aiming energy-based projectile weapons at a sealed blast door. They seemed calm, cool, collected- ready for whatever was about to come through that door. Seemingly.

BOOM.

A single, forceful impact resonated against the blast door, leaving a small but visible dent in the middle of its metallic hull. Some of the boots readjusted, caught just a bit off guard by the blow, but they remained mostly resolute, for the moment. One of the lead guards held his hand up, signaling for them to wait, and stay steady. "Hold," he said.

BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.

Three more blows cracked against the titanium-steel blast doors, the dent growing ever larger with each blow. The tips of barrels quaked and shook, as more and more of the guards realized what they had actually gotten themselves into. And finally, as one final impact hit the doors, the doors flew wide open, smoke cascading into the dark hallway, a tall figure obscured by the haze. Before the captain could even give the order to fire, more than a dozen shots rang out, red plasma flying through the air and scorching the ceiling, the walls, almost every surface with no confirmed hits on the target.

And just as quickly as the firing began, the obscured figure moved with superhuman speed, a single fist sending one guard into another, knocking both down and out from the force. Others turned to fire on him, but weren't even able to get in a shot as a blast door, ripped from the wall itself, was swung and thrown, crashing into them and taking them out of the fight in an instant. With more than half of their number taken out already, the captain barked the command to retreat, guards backing away before turning to run from the intruder. In the darkness, his eyes suddenly lit up a bright green, a circular blast of jade-hued plasma hurled at them. It exploded on contact, making the guards fly from their feet and slam into the wall opposite them.

The captain was the only one left, and as he tried to run, he tripped over another downed guard. He scrambled backward as the superhuman soldier approached, eyes still glowing bright. The captain put his hands up in surrender as a fist was raised, which only slowed him for a moment, the fist coming down on the captain's helmeted head. "Stay down."