NOTE: THIS IS UNFINISHED. I plan to finish up before the deadline tomorrow night. This is a WIP
Director Bergman,
It is 2015, and the race to understand and control the existence of "higher capabilities" still rages on, as surely as it has for the last seventy-three years.
Origin is of primary concern to many, and yet remains entirely elusive. In 1942, the earliest documented abilities began to surface. These were rudimentary, juxtaposed against what was to come, but notable for the scientific community. Some could act as a conduit for electricity. Some showed early signs of regenerative abilities, or telekinesis. This you know.
You may also know of mercenary groups -- such as the so-called "Unit" -- which charge a handsome salary to perform seemingly impossible tasks. Founding Unit members Gabriel Helio and Antoin Medieu have come under a great deal of scrutiny since they established themselves two years ago. It is my present belief that the duo, as well as their staff, currently possess higher capabilities. I've told you this before.
What you may not know, however, is that evidence currently exists to suggest that individuals with higher capabilities are not simply hiding in plain sight -- more distressingly, I've uncovered evidence that suggests they are being used for acts of war, and indeed, war crime.
I found disturbing trends in following Medieu's paper trail. A great deal of his income seems to have gone completely unreported. Despite his acclaim as a former journalist, there are many years where he has spent more money than declared earnings. Horrifyingly, what I'm about to expose goes far deeper than mere tax fraud.
In studying Medieu's travel logs, I noticed a great deal of globetrotting. However, he seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time in the United States of America. Specifically, in Baltimore, Maryland, and a meager amount of finagling has revealed that he would stay in a luxurious penthouse, paid for by the United States government.
Concluding that he must have been there on some kind of business, I began to reverse-engineer Medieu's travels. A hunch, and the decision to cross-reference these travel logs for any kind of criminal activity, ended up with a significant yield. It seems that the majority of Medieu's globetrotting would correspond to the disappearance of an inhabitant of the city in which he would visit. And every time, this would take place a scant week after Medieu returned to Baltimore.
One of those to disappear from his home city, roughly fifteen years ago, was Gabriel Helio. Research has put him in various wartorn regions between his disappearance and now, under the guise of an alias. Interviews with local guerillas or former servants of an overthrown despot put Helio on the scene during a critical battle, some swearing they saw flesh tear from the man's bones as bullets struck, only to watch him stand again.
This is far more than superstition. It took some time, but apparently the United States has a system in place to exploit those with higher capabilities. This is a dangerous fact. Each one of these people is a viable weapon, and yet we have no registry, no way to trace their activities. I find myself disturbed by the idea that our ambassadors may soon have to cease shaking hands with those they greet, lest they should be an abilitied individual with nefarious intentions. War has been revolutionized under our very noses. And I say all this without mentioning the highly suspicious and bloodletting African activities of one the former American general Marvin Heath.
My c'oup de grace, however, lies in the history of one of my potential recruits. She has taken a polygraph to support her assertions, and passed a scan by one of our mindreaders. Her story conclusively proves that this is happening, and happening in full force.
Interpol needs to get its hands dirty to stay ahead of the unfortunate trend that could arise from this. The United States may not even be the first with a formal system of exploitation in place, and it is clear that they have operated in this manner, untouched, for quite some time. I am proposing the creation of an International Office of War Crime Investigation. One that could operate off the books -- and, officially, unendorsed. After months of research and recruiting, I feel I've established the ideal team. This team should be able to slip into any region completely undetected, perform covert investigations, and leave without any trace of their presence. I've already assigned them codenames to protect their identities, and our organization from any possible affiliation from future activities.
If we set a precedent, now, that the use of these people as weapons will not be tolerated, we can make a real impact, not only for peace, but for unity as human beings. I've enclosed their files, as well as a primary abilitied individual of interest. One that would be worth investigating, should you approve the creation of this team.
If you remain unconvinced, I feel certain that this individual's potential as a threat will be the final straw.
Best Regards,
William Donahue
Code Name: Stream
Real Name: Rasul Shamil
Ability: Mediumship
Shamil, codename "Stream", possesses the ability to act in commune with the deceased, prying from them various information or secrets that could not otherwise be known. Shamil has not discussed the logistics of how he speaks to the dead. This ability has been scientifically verified.
Age: 33
Appearance: Shamil stands at an average height and build, with piercing gray eyes. His hair is long and wavy, yet obsessively clean, like the rest of him. He wears no unusal clothing other than a weathered pair of fingerless leather gloves, which seem to have held together through more than a few tough occasions.
Equipment: Complete Nikon photography system, including a scratched but still pristine Nikon F100
Background: Shamil spent his childhood in the hilly Republic of Dagestan. The son of a textile plant owner, Shamil grew up an only child and with a largely absent father. War and terrorism were always a stone's throw away, and a terrorist bombing nearly claimed the life of his mother while he was still a child. In his teen years, he took an interest in photography, and free running. He would use these skills to wade into dangerous areas to snap photographs. Though he eventually made notable income selling his photographs, his father did not approve of his decision to drop out of high school.
Leaving home, Shamil spent a great deal of time traveling. His abilities had already manifested, though he had told no one, remaining a loner in the vacuum of someone to trust. Over the years, some of his photography has garnered real acclaim, notably the piece he named A Killing Land. Eventually, Shamil began to sell his own talents, communicating with deceased beloveds for a fee. He only found work among the superstitious. Note: It is through these channels that Shamil came into my knowledge. In researching the war activities of Gabriel Helio, I found an intersecting point between the two. Shamil was polite enough when I recruited him, and willing to put his abilities to the test to verify them.
Code Name: Trans
Real Name: Cochrane Shaw
Shaw, codename "Trans", possesses the ability to cease his body's reflection of light entirely. The particles pass through, instead, rendering him completely invisible to the human eye. This ability has been scentifically verified.
Ability: Invisibility
Age: 37
Appearance: Shaw is a massive, boorish man. Standing at nearly six-foot-five and two hundred and thirty-five mostly-solid pounds, he is an intimidating presence. His burgundy leather jacket, a size too small, crinkles with every nonchalant movement, which only enhances this discomfort one feels when around him. Shaw does not seem to shave, or otherwise tend to his hygiene, with any level of frequence. His eyes are bloodshot, his teeth yellowed.
Equipment: Metal whiskey flask, scratched and dinged. Cigarettes. Zippo lighter with unusual insignia. 1'4'' strangle wire. Switchblade.
Background: Shaw grew up The Gorbals, an infamous slum of Glasgow, Scotland. Raised by a single mother, he had few creature comforts in his life, and had to fend for himself to survive growing up in the area. His ability, like most, manifested in late childhood/early adolescence, and was a turning point. Shaw soon began to steal to relieve some of the pressure from his overworked mother, and allow himself a more privileged childhood.Shaw ultimately left home at 15, dropping out of school. In doing so, he left a hefty sum of money behind for his mother.
He then wavered in and out of affiliation with various gangs in and around Glasgow, but never tied himself down to one group or location. Interestingly enough, he never strayed far from the Glasgow area. One disconcerting fact bears mention; more than one rumor has floated through the back channels about women in Glasgow being ***** by a "ghost". This may or may not be an urban legend. Note: I found Shaw through searching for someone with his exact ability. I ultimately located him and approached him in a pub. Shaw was quite abrasive and crass, initially, and showed no desire to work for us. However, when I offered a high salary, Shaw changed his tune. Shaw should be carefully monitored, as he has been selected solely for his ability. His activities, given his behavior and checkered past, should be highly regulated.
Code Name: Shape
Real Name: Veronica Marquis
Ability: Shapeshifting
Marquis, codename "Shape", possesses the ability to rearrange her DNA structure, allowing her to take on the visage of any person or animal she desires. If provided with a varied enough voice sample, Marquis can imitate a target's vocal patterns at a 1:1 level. She also has a limited ability to transform into a battle-ready creature of her own design, limited only by her own knowledge and understanding of biology and geneticism. This allows some level of regeneration as well, though significant shock can completely override her abilities. This ability has been scentifically verified.
Age: 31
Appearance: Marquis is a mulatto woman, with long, ebony hair and bronze skin. She is remarkably attractive, with perfectly sculpted features and an impossibly ideal figure, curvy and yet toned from head to toe. It is likely that the amount of time she has spent shapeshifting has left her unable to properly gauge what she actually looks like in her natural form, and so she instead sculpts a personal and societal ideal as her own avatar. She dresses sharply, in form-fitting but elegant Armani suits.
Equipment: Tape recorder. Lasermic. Silenced nine-millimeter pistol. Extensive wardrobe. Scientific textbooks.
Background: Marquis grew up in New Orleans to a large middle-class family. Her life was largely uneventful other than some juvenile run-ins with the law. One such event had her caught while impersonating her own college dean, later on. Otherwise, she continued on, attending courses on a scholarship and pursuing a degree in International Development. However, she was ultimately investigated by Antoin Medieu, who ended up turning her over to the American Project for the Development of Higher Capabilities. Marquis was listed as a missing person in 2006, at the age of 22. Kept largely in a laboratory for the first year, Marquis was taught to fully control her ability, to lengths she hadn't yet imagined. She was then trained in the use of firearms, hand to hand combat, and other standard tradecraft.
Before she had turned 25, Marquis was put into use as the ultimate assassin and spy. Her abilities allowed her to disappear easily into any crowd, and the supplementary tradecraft she had learned allowed her to accomplish any objectives desired of her. She continued to work for the PDHC under the threat that if she were to leave, her family would be murdered. However, as the years went on, Marquis found herself increasingly detached from the world around her and what she was doing. Ultimately, just six months ago, she disappeared from an operation in progress, easily discarding the GPS chip her overseers had planted in her. One week later, her father was murdered; she did not recontact her handlers. Note: Marquis came to me. How she knew to do so remains a mystery, but I am certainly glad she did. Monitoring the activities of Helio and Medieu left me nothing but conspiracy theories -- nothing conclusive. But as I stated in my preface, she has passed all tests we know of to verify her story, and it paints an ugly, distressing picture. She has volunteered to help put a stop to activities like that of the PDHC by any means necessary, and is willing to cooperate on any terms we wish.
Code Name: Tide
Real Name: Mutara Boshoso
Ability: Hydrokinesis
Boshoso, codename "Tide", has the ability to manipulate water. It is theorized that he may be able to alter the water content in a human body, but Boshoso has not agreed to test this. Otherwise, Boshoso can control massive amounts of water at a time, but cannot defy physics to a large degree. This ability has been scientifically verified.
Age: 46
Appearance: Boshoso is a tall but very lean African man, with a smooth, bald head and a warm smile. He wears a light blue button up shirt, light, airy pants, and dusty sandals. A wide-brimmed hat shields his eyes from the sun, and he is often smoking his pipe.
Equipment: Backpack (contains tent, cooking supplies, hunting supplies, general survival stuff). Pipe. Tobacco.
Background: Boshoso spent his childhood in rural Rwanda, working hard with his family to raise crops and livestock. As he grew older, Boshoso's family garnered a reputation for having the most fertile soil and crops one would find for miles. This is because Boshoso had discovered his ability, and was using it to alter the water flow beneath his land, producing the best possible yield. His father passed away when Boshoso was only 19, leaving him the family's farm.
As a grown man during the Rwandan genocides, Boshoso learned in a hurry that troubles existed far behind the horizon of his family, and in a big way. Disgusted by the ongoing brutality, he provided a safe asylum for dozens of Tutsi people until the crisis passed over. Filled with pride for his deads, Boshoso left the farm to the care of his brothers, sisters, and mother, and began to travel across Africa, using his abilities to bring water to villages in need, subsisting only off of the donations and charity of grateful villagers and townspeople, as well as his own hands. Note: When I told Boshoso of the organization I represented, he seemed skeptical as to my intentions. However, after a lengthy discussion, and relaying the story of Veronica Marquis to him, Boshoso was agreeable to our cause, and ouraged by the exploitation of people with abilities.
Code Name: Terra
Real Name: Aneri Detenamo
Ability: Mole Mimicry
Detenamo, codename "Terra", can sprout claws and dig at astonishing speeds, such that to the naked eye it would appear she is merely willing away the earth before her. Her mole-like abilities also enable her to navigate at an incredible level, whether she is in an unfamiliar city or miles underground. This is presently understood to be due to above-human olfactory abilities. This ability has been scientifically verified.
Age: 39
Appearance: Detenamo is a woman of mirth, short, with a sturdy frame and deep, coffee-brown eyes. A self-assured smirk usually pervades, regardless of the situation. Long, black hair falls past her waist, misty from frequent swims in the ocean. She dresses adequately for any occasion, but is always adorned by various cultural beads, bracelets, and other jewelry.
Equipment: Flashlight. Hard hat. Indiglo watch with LED display.
Background: Detenamo grew up in a somewhat affluent household, on the island nation of Nauru. Her family long holding stock in the boom-and-bust Nauruan industry of mining, the family held onto its investments as the nation of Nauru scrambled to maintain its high per capita wealth. Hoping to reinvigorate a once great industry and nation, Detenamo studied geology and went on to complete her doctorate in the subject. What she had not told anyone was that she'd discovered unusual abilities years before making her choice, and had honed them deep in the mountainous jungles of Nauru.
After her graduation, Detenamo used a tenure at a local university to research the known lines of minerals and ore that were being dug at present and that were either drying up or had done so already. After narrowing a search grid for useful, unstruck areas that may prove useful, she used her abilities to locate various precious mining lines deep in the earth's crust, then leveraged her family's remaining wealth to open what would soon become the most successful Nauruan company since the mining boom of the mid-20th century. She remains in place as Chairman and CEO. Note: It was very difficult to recruit Detenamo, not because of her demeanor, but because of her status. She couldn't be convinced by mere words alone, not when she was managing a potential billion dollar corporation that was still in its infancy. However, she was kind enough to fly out with me to one of Helio's known sites of operation in Chechnya. I took her on a walk through the village, discussing the kind of horrible methods used to control abilitied individuals, and showed her the mass graves filled by people like Gabriel Helio or Veronica Marquis, against their will. I then offered a high salary and any aid our resources could provide to improve her company's output, and she ultimately agreed to work with us.
As promised, I've also attached the file of everything we know about one Vyacheslav Kenidze. He has been attached to a great number of previously unexplainable moments of destruction or wanton violence, mostly spotted across Eastern Europe, but by no means tethered to that area. It is unknown what Kenidze's motives are, or whether human thinking can even be applied to his actions. At the very least, I feel that he is a danger to every free citizen of this Earth, at all times, that desperately needs to be monitored; he has shown himself to be entirely indiscriminate with his violence. Please read the following in detail before making your decision.
Alias: Nexus
Real Name: Dzhokhar Kenidze
Ability: Spatial Manipulation
Kenidze, alias "Nexus", seems to have absolute control over the fabric of space, the manipulation of as much requiring only thought on his part. There seems to be no limit to Kenidze's power, as it is presently assumed that at any time he could kill anyone on the Earth if the mood struck him. Kenidze can make use of higher dimensions, pull objects seemingly from thin air, teleport, phase through solid matter, and numerous other abilities. Put simply, Kenidze is a god-like figure, and my best scientists have absolutely no idea how to defeat him, or what the limit to his power even is -- if any.
Age: 30
Appearance: Kenidze, when he is seen, seems intent to terrorize and confuse. As such, he wears different clothing at all times. At times his dress will be ironic; he has been linked to the unusual massacre of an entire base of Russian soldiers in Siberia, and wore a vintage Soviet uniform while doing so. Othertimes his dress will be utterly nonsensical, as seen when he chose to sink a Mediterranean cruise vessel while dressed as the Chinese philosopher Confucius. Kenidze will often cause his clothing and hair to stand completely on end, giving him and eerie, otherworldly presence. Despite his abilities essentially granting him absolute regeneration, he is covered in numerous lengthy scars all over his body, and seems to leave them be.
Equipment: None.
Background: Kenidze's past is spotty, but he is currently placed as having been born in the Chechen village of Samashki. During Russia's First Chechen War, a raid by Russian Federation forces laid waste to the village as they moved on to Grozny. The complete disregard by Russian forces for civilian life in the village makes it likely that this is how Kenidze's parents died, as their cause of death was noted as being from at least one Russian F1 grenade. It is considered highly likely that this triggered the first manifestation of Kenidze's power, and that he was forced to use the ability on himself to save his life, which would explain his scars. Our psychiatrists note that this would be a completely reshaping moment, as Kenidze, only nine at the time, would have discovered this powerful ability and yet found himself unable to put his parents back together, as he'd been able to for himself. They posit that he chose the name "Nexus" because he no longer sees himself as a human being, and instead as a conduit to the spacetime continuum. Because of this, it is unlikely that Kenidze acts on behalf of any factions at all, merely his own whims. It also bears mention that Rasul Shamil later took his famous photograph, A Killing Land, in Samashki.
Kendize all but fell off of the grid after this, but strange deaths peppered throughout the chaos of the Russian and Chechen wars can likely be attributed to his presence. The most baffling among this was when a long row of Russian Federation soldiers stood at attention, awaiting inspection, and every second man promptly crumpled into himself and dropped dead. Kendize was no vigilante, however, as similar incidents can be reported as happening to Chechen forces and insurgents shortly thereafter -- and, eventually, even civilians from either side of the conflict. Likely the cruelest action that can likely be held to Kenidze's name with any certainty was his decision to appear before an orphanage in Afghanistan, during the war between NATO forces and al-Qaeda insurgents. Surveillance footage from a neighboring building shows him simply walk into the building and disappearing, leaving behind a small black hole. The black hole did not disappear until all evidence that an orphanage had ever been there had done so as well -- and, indeed, the people and children inside the building at the time. One can only assume that all involved are now deceased. Note: Kenidze's activities are only going to get more erratic and violent until we take steps to monitor him, and try to find a way to stop him. We'd be irresponsible, not only as international officers, but as human beings, to continue to allow his behavior -- and that of any abilitied individuals like him -- to go unchecked. Please consider all I've said. I know that you will do the right thing, Phil.
Director Bergman,
It is 2015, and the race to understand and control the existence of "higher capabilities" still rages on, as surely as it has for the last seventy-three years.
Origin is of primary concern to many, and yet remains entirely elusive. In 1942, the earliest documented abilities began to surface. These were rudimentary, juxtaposed against what was to come, but notable for the scientific community. Some could act as a conduit for electricity. Some showed early signs of regenerative abilities, or telekinesis. This you know.
You may also know of mercenary groups -- such as the so-called "Unit" -- which charge a handsome salary to perform seemingly impossible tasks. Founding Unit members Gabriel Helio and Antoin Medieu have come under a great deal of scrutiny since they established themselves two years ago. It is my present belief that the duo, as well as their staff, currently possess higher capabilities. I've told you this before.
What you may not know, however, is that evidence currently exists to suggest that individuals with higher capabilities are not simply hiding in plain sight -- more distressingly, I've uncovered evidence that suggests they are being used for acts of war, and indeed, war crime.
I found disturbing trends in following Medieu's paper trail. A great deal of his income seems to have gone completely unreported. Despite his acclaim as a former journalist, there are many years where he has spent more money than declared earnings. Horrifyingly, what I'm about to expose goes far deeper than mere tax fraud.
In studying Medieu's travel logs, I noticed a great deal of globetrotting. However, he seemed to spend an inordinate amount of time in the United States of America. Specifically, in Baltimore, Maryland, and a meager amount of finagling has revealed that he would stay in a luxurious penthouse, paid for by the United States government.
Concluding that he must have been there on some kind of business, I began to reverse-engineer Medieu's travels. A hunch, and the decision to cross-reference these travel logs for any kind of criminal activity, ended up with a significant yield. It seems that the majority of Medieu's globetrotting would correspond to the disappearance of an inhabitant of the city in which he would visit. And every time, this would take place a scant week after Medieu returned to Baltimore.
One of those to disappear from his home city, roughly fifteen years ago, was Gabriel Helio. Research has put him in various wartorn regions between his disappearance and now, under the guise of an alias. Interviews with local guerillas or former servants of an overthrown despot put Helio on the scene during a critical battle, some swearing they saw flesh tear from the man's bones as bullets struck, only to watch him stand again.
This is far more than superstition. It took some time, but apparently the United States has a system in place to exploit those with higher capabilities. This is a dangerous fact. Each one of these people is a viable weapon, and yet we have no registry, no way to trace their activities. I find myself disturbed by the idea that our ambassadors may soon have to cease shaking hands with those they greet, lest they should be an abilitied individual with nefarious intentions. War has been revolutionized under our very noses. And I say all this without mentioning the highly suspicious and bloodletting African activities of one the former American general Marvin Heath.
My c'oup de grace, however, lies in the history of one of my potential recruits. She has taken a polygraph to support her assertions, and passed a scan by one of our mindreaders. Her story conclusively proves that this is happening, and happening in full force.
Interpol needs to get its hands dirty to stay ahead of the unfortunate trend that could arise from this. The United States may not even be the first with a formal system of exploitation in place, and it is clear that they have operated in this manner, untouched, for quite some time. I am proposing the creation of an International Office of War Crime Investigation. One that could operate off the books -- and, officially, unendorsed. After months of research and recruiting, I feel I've established the ideal team. This team should be able to slip into any region completely undetected, perform covert investigations, and leave without any trace of their presence. I've already assigned them codenames to protect their identities, and our organization from any possible affiliation from future activities.
If we set a precedent, now, that the use of these people as weapons will not be tolerated, we can make a real impact, not only for peace, but for unity as human beings. I've enclosed their files, as well as a primary abilitied individual of interest. One that would be worth investigating, should you approve the creation of this team.
If you remain unconvinced, I feel certain that this individual's potential as a threat will be the final straw.
Best Regards,
William Donahue
Code Name: Stream
Real Name: Rasul Shamil
Ability: Mediumship
Shamil, codename "Stream", possesses the ability to act in commune with the deceased, prying from them various information or secrets that could not otherwise be known. Shamil has not discussed the logistics of how he speaks to the dead. This ability has been scientifically verified.
Age: 33
Appearance: Shamil stands at an average height and build, with piercing gray eyes. His hair is long and wavy, yet obsessively clean, like the rest of him. He wears no unusal clothing other than a weathered pair of fingerless leather gloves, which seem to have held together through more than a few tough occasions.
Equipment: Complete Nikon photography system, including a scratched but still pristine Nikon F100
Background: Shamil spent his childhood in the hilly Republic of Dagestan. The son of a textile plant owner, Shamil grew up an only child and with a largely absent father. War and terrorism were always a stone's throw away, and a terrorist bombing nearly claimed the life of his mother while he was still a child. In his teen years, he took an interest in photography, and free running. He would use these skills to wade into dangerous areas to snap photographs. Though he eventually made notable income selling his photographs, his father did not approve of his decision to drop out of high school.
Leaving home, Shamil spent a great deal of time traveling. His abilities had already manifested, though he had told no one, remaining a loner in the vacuum of someone to trust. Over the years, some of his photography has garnered real acclaim, notably the piece he named A Killing Land. Eventually, Shamil began to sell his own talents, communicating with deceased beloveds for a fee. He only found work among the superstitious. Note: It is through these channels that Shamil came into my knowledge. In researching the war activities of Gabriel Helio, I found an intersecting point between the two. Shamil was polite enough when I recruited him, and willing to put his abilities to the test to verify them.
Code Name: Trans
Real Name: Cochrane Shaw
Shaw, codename "Trans", possesses the ability to cease his body's reflection of light entirely. The particles pass through, instead, rendering him completely invisible to the human eye. This ability has been scentifically verified.
Ability: Invisibility
Age: 37
Appearance: Shaw is a massive, boorish man. Standing at nearly six-foot-five and two hundred and thirty-five mostly-solid pounds, he is an intimidating presence. His burgundy leather jacket, a size too small, crinkles with every nonchalant movement, which only enhances this discomfort one feels when around him. Shaw does not seem to shave, or otherwise tend to his hygiene, with any level of frequence. His eyes are bloodshot, his teeth yellowed.
Equipment: Metal whiskey flask, scratched and dinged. Cigarettes. Zippo lighter with unusual insignia. 1'4'' strangle wire. Switchblade.
Background: Shaw grew up The Gorbals, an infamous slum of Glasgow, Scotland. Raised by a single mother, he had few creature comforts in his life, and had to fend for himself to survive growing up in the area. His ability, like most, manifested in late childhood/early adolescence, and was a turning point. Shaw soon began to steal to relieve some of the pressure from his overworked mother, and allow himself a more privileged childhood.Shaw ultimately left home at 15, dropping out of school. In doing so, he left a hefty sum of money behind for his mother.
He then wavered in and out of affiliation with various gangs in and around Glasgow, but never tied himself down to one group or location. Interestingly enough, he never strayed far from the Glasgow area. One disconcerting fact bears mention; more than one rumor has floated through the back channels about women in Glasgow being ***** by a "ghost". This may or may not be an urban legend. Note: I found Shaw through searching for someone with his exact ability. I ultimately located him and approached him in a pub. Shaw was quite abrasive and crass, initially, and showed no desire to work for us. However, when I offered a high salary, Shaw changed his tune. Shaw should be carefully monitored, as he has been selected solely for his ability. His activities, given his behavior and checkered past, should be highly regulated.
Code Name: Shape
Real Name: Veronica Marquis
Ability: Shapeshifting
Marquis, codename "Shape", possesses the ability to rearrange her DNA structure, allowing her to take on the visage of any person or animal she desires. If provided with a varied enough voice sample, Marquis can imitate a target's vocal patterns at a 1:1 level. She also has a limited ability to transform into a battle-ready creature of her own design, limited only by her own knowledge and understanding of biology and geneticism. This allows some level of regeneration as well, though significant shock can completely override her abilities. This ability has been scentifically verified.
Age: 31
Appearance: Marquis is a mulatto woman, with long, ebony hair and bronze skin. She is remarkably attractive, with perfectly sculpted features and an impossibly ideal figure, curvy and yet toned from head to toe. It is likely that the amount of time she has spent shapeshifting has left her unable to properly gauge what she actually looks like in her natural form, and so she instead sculpts a personal and societal ideal as her own avatar. She dresses sharply, in form-fitting but elegant Armani suits.
Equipment: Tape recorder. Lasermic. Silenced nine-millimeter pistol. Extensive wardrobe. Scientific textbooks.
Background: Marquis grew up in New Orleans to a large middle-class family. Her life was largely uneventful other than some juvenile run-ins with the law. One such event had her caught while impersonating her own college dean, later on. Otherwise, she continued on, attending courses on a scholarship and pursuing a degree in International Development. However, she was ultimately investigated by Antoin Medieu, who ended up turning her over to the American Project for the Development of Higher Capabilities. Marquis was listed as a missing person in 2006, at the age of 22. Kept largely in a laboratory for the first year, Marquis was taught to fully control her ability, to lengths she hadn't yet imagined. She was then trained in the use of firearms, hand to hand combat, and other standard tradecraft.
Before she had turned 25, Marquis was put into use as the ultimate assassin and spy. Her abilities allowed her to disappear easily into any crowd, and the supplementary tradecraft she had learned allowed her to accomplish any objectives desired of her. She continued to work for the PDHC under the threat that if she were to leave, her family would be murdered. However, as the years went on, Marquis found herself increasingly detached from the world around her and what she was doing. Ultimately, just six months ago, she disappeared from an operation in progress, easily discarding the GPS chip her overseers had planted in her. One week later, her father was murdered; she did not recontact her handlers. Note: Marquis came to me. How she knew to do so remains a mystery, but I am certainly glad she did. Monitoring the activities of Helio and Medieu left me nothing but conspiracy theories -- nothing conclusive. But as I stated in my preface, she has passed all tests we know of to verify her story, and it paints an ugly, distressing picture. She has volunteered to help put a stop to activities like that of the PDHC by any means necessary, and is willing to cooperate on any terms we wish.
Code Name: Tide
Real Name: Mutara Boshoso
Ability: Hydrokinesis
Boshoso, codename "Tide", has the ability to manipulate water. It is theorized that he may be able to alter the water content in a human body, but Boshoso has not agreed to test this. Otherwise, Boshoso can control massive amounts of water at a time, but cannot defy physics to a large degree. This ability has been scientifically verified.
Age: 46
Appearance: Boshoso is a tall but very lean African man, with a smooth, bald head and a warm smile. He wears a light blue button up shirt, light, airy pants, and dusty sandals. A wide-brimmed hat shields his eyes from the sun, and he is often smoking his pipe.
Equipment: Backpack (contains tent, cooking supplies, hunting supplies, general survival stuff). Pipe. Tobacco.
Background: Boshoso spent his childhood in rural Rwanda, working hard with his family to raise crops and livestock. As he grew older, Boshoso's family garnered a reputation for having the most fertile soil and crops one would find for miles. This is because Boshoso had discovered his ability, and was using it to alter the water flow beneath his land, producing the best possible yield. His father passed away when Boshoso was only 19, leaving him the family's farm.
As a grown man during the Rwandan genocides, Boshoso learned in a hurry that troubles existed far behind the horizon of his family, and in a big way. Disgusted by the ongoing brutality, he provided a safe asylum for dozens of Tutsi people until the crisis passed over. Filled with pride for his deads, Boshoso left the farm to the care of his brothers, sisters, and mother, and began to travel across Africa, using his abilities to bring water to villages in need, subsisting only off of the donations and charity of grateful villagers and townspeople, as well as his own hands. Note: When I told Boshoso of the organization I represented, he seemed skeptical as to my intentions. However, after a lengthy discussion, and relaying the story of Veronica Marquis to him, Boshoso was agreeable to our cause, and ouraged by the exploitation of people with abilities.
Code Name: Terra
Real Name: Aneri Detenamo
Ability: Mole Mimicry
Detenamo, codename "Terra", can sprout claws and dig at astonishing speeds, such that to the naked eye it would appear she is merely willing away the earth before her. Her mole-like abilities also enable her to navigate at an incredible level, whether she is in an unfamiliar city or miles underground. This is presently understood to be due to above-human olfactory abilities. This ability has been scientifically verified.
Age: 39
Appearance: Detenamo is a woman of mirth, short, with a sturdy frame and deep, coffee-brown eyes. A self-assured smirk usually pervades, regardless of the situation. Long, black hair falls past her waist, misty from frequent swims in the ocean. She dresses adequately for any occasion, but is always adorned by various cultural beads, bracelets, and other jewelry.
Equipment: Flashlight. Hard hat. Indiglo watch with LED display.
Background: Detenamo grew up in a somewhat affluent household, on the island nation of Nauru. Her family long holding stock in the boom-and-bust Nauruan industry of mining, the family held onto its investments as the nation of Nauru scrambled to maintain its high per capita wealth. Hoping to reinvigorate a once great industry and nation, Detenamo studied geology and went on to complete her doctorate in the subject. What she had not told anyone was that she'd discovered unusual abilities years before making her choice, and had honed them deep in the mountainous jungles of Nauru.
After her graduation, Detenamo used a tenure at a local university to research the known lines of minerals and ore that were being dug at present and that were either drying up or had done so already. After narrowing a search grid for useful, unstruck areas that may prove useful, she used her abilities to locate various precious mining lines deep in the earth's crust, then leveraged her family's remaining wealth to open what would soon become the most successful Nauruan company since the mining boom of the mid-20th century. She remains in place as Chairman and CEO. Note: It was very difficult to recruit Detenamo, not because of her demeanor, but because of her status. She couldn't be convinced by mere words alone, not when she was managing a potential billion dollar corporation that was still in its infancy. However, she was kind enough to fly out with me to one of Helio's known sites of operation in Chechnya. I took her on a walk through the village, discussing the kind of horrible methods used to control abilitied individuals, and showed her the mass graves filled by people like Gabriel Helio or Veronica Marquis, against their will. I then offered a high salary and any aid our resources could provide to improve her company's output, and she ultimately agreed to work with us.
As promised, I've also attached the file of everything we know about one Vyacheslav Kenidze. He has been attached to a great number of previously unexplainable moments of destruction or wanton violence, mostly spotted across Eastern Europe, but by no means tethered to that area. It is unknown what Kenidze's motives are, or whether human thinking can even be applied to his actions. At the very least, I feel that he is a danger to every free citizen of this Earth, at all times, that desperately needs to be monitored; he has shown himself to be entirely indiscriminate with his violence. Please read the following in detail before making your decision.
Alias: Nexus
Real Name: Dzhokhar Kenidze
Ability: Spatial Manipulation
Kenidze, alias "Nexus", seems to have absolute control over the fabric of space, the manipulation of as much requiring only thought on his part. There seems to be no limit to Kenidze's power, as it is presently assumed that at any time he could kill anyone on the Earth if the mood struck him. Kenidze can make use of higher dimensions, pull objects seemingly from thin air, teleport, phase through solid matter, and numerous other abilities. Put simply, Kenidze is a god-like figure, and my best scientists have absolutely no idea how to defeat him, or what the limit to his power even is -- if any.
Age: 30
Appearance: Kenidze, when he is seen, seems intent to terrorize and confuse. As such, he wears different clothing at all times. At times his dress will be ironic; he has been linked to the unusual massacre of an entire base of Russian soldiers in Siberia, and wore a vintage Soviet uniform while doing so. Othertimes his dress will be utterly nonsensical, as seen when he chose to sink a Mediterranean cruise vessel while dressed as the Chinese philosopher Confucius. Kenidze will often cause his clothing and hair to stand completely on end, giving him and eerie, otherworldly presence. Despite his abilities essentially granting him absolute regeneration, he is covered in numerous lengthy scars all over his body, and seems to leave them be.
Equipment: None.
Background: Kenidze's past is spotty, but he is currently placed as having been born in the Chechen village of Samashki. During Russia's First Chechen War, a raid by Russian Federation forces laid waste to the village as they moved on to Grozny. The complete disregard by Russian forces for civilian life in the village makes it likely that this is how Kenidze's parents died, as their cause of death was noted as being from at least one Russian F1 grenade. It is considered highly likely that this triggered the first manifestation of Kenidze's power, and that he was forced to use the ability on himself to save his life, which would explain his scars. Our psychiatrists note that this would be a completely reshaping moment, as Kenidze, only nine at the time, would have discovered this powerful ability and yet found himself unable to put his parents back together, as he'd been able to for himself. They posit that he chose the name "Nexus" because he no longer sees himself as a human being, and instead as a conduit to the spacetime continuum. Because of this, it is unlikely that Kenidze acts on behalf of any factions at all, merely his own whims. It also bears mention that Rasul Shamil later took his famous photograph, A Killing Land, in Samashki.
Kendize all but fell off of the grid after this, but strange deaths peppered throughout the chaos of the Russian and Chechen wars can likely be attributed to his presence. The most baffling among this was when a long row of Russian Federation soldiers stood at attention, awaiting inspection, and every second man promptly crumpled into himself and dropped dead. Kendize was no vigilante, however, as similar incidents can be reported as happening to Chechen forces and insurgents shortly thereafter -- and, eventually, even civilians from either side of the conflict. Likely the cruelest action that can likely be held to Kenidze's name with any certainty was his decision to appear before an orphanage in Afghanistan, during the war between NATO forces and al-Qaeda insurgents. Surveillance footage from a neighboring building shows him simply walk into the building and disappearing, leaving behind a small black hole. The black hole did not disappear until all evidence that an orphanage had ever been there had done so as well -- and, indeed, the people and children inside the building at the time. One can only assume that all involved are now deceased. Note: Kenidze's activities are only going to get more erratic and violent until we take steps to monitor him, and try to find a way to stop him. We'd be irresponsible, not only as international officers, but as human beings, to continue to allow his behavior -- and that of any abilitied individuals like him -- to go unchecked. Please consider all I've said. I know that you will do the right thing, Phil.
