He slipped his hands into his कोट pockets to keep the cold from biting his hands and finger tips, he breathed out a sigh and his breath turned into frost. He hated people who complained about their lives when really they has notihng to complain about , he sure as hell didnt. He had basically everything a kid needed, a roof over his head, a some sort of family, and enough money द्वारा playing गिटार out on the सड़क, स्ट्रीट just being able to pay months rent, if he had nothing to complain about why should anyone else. His grey eyes scanned the ground ahead of him, just almost three years पूर्व his mom left without any sign of where she went, his black high tops echoed quietly down the सड़क, स्ट्रीट he was on, he turned into an alley way and opened a door leading up a stair case and made his way up them and opened his apartment door and closed it behind him, " im home..." he muttered out as the glare of the TV hit his face that his dad was watching. His dad let out a grunt and stood up from his chair turning to Bentley " how much आप make? " he slurred out, Bentley took of his कोट and hung it up on the hanger द्वारा the door and reached into his pocket and कहा as he took out change " a dollar and six cents, i could have got और but- " Bentley let out a noise as he was slammed back into the wall. " But what!? " his dad shouted out pushing his knuckles into his rib cage, " i-i got cold.." he wheezed out, his dad growled angrily and slapped his son hard on the cheek, " being cold is not an excuse i need money! " his dad shouted once more, Bentley winced from his dads grip getting tighter and looked into his blue eyes which had rage in them, " we need a better money soloution....one आप cant possibly screw up.." his dad slurred out, Bentleys grey eyes looked at his dad with confusion and pain. He smelled the alcohal in his dads breath trying hard to hide the pain he was still feeling, no one understood why his dad beated on him not even Bentley, but over the years hes learned to deal with it and not fight back. People thought he needed a new life, fact was he didnt think he needed one.
ID: Confidental
Age: 25
Occupation: Assassin and villian
Physical Appearance: light brunett, bronze colored eyes, 5'6"
Clothing: varies, but always wears a scarf that she can bring up to hide her identity.
Powers: द्वारा looking into her victims eyes, she can command them to do as she pleases.
Weapons: Doesn't always carry one, but she is skilled with a sword.
Personality: vengeful, focused, feisty
History: Unknown.
Relation to Team: actual relation is a secret, but she seems to have a hate for fire-casters...
Gender: female
Species: Tiger
Relationship to team: Harleys pet
Powers:
Super strength, change color from white to orange, Sonic roar, can grow to extreme sizes. agile, all the Tiger like abilities.mental link with Harley within a 5 mile radius.
Note: Doesn't like men. likes other cat girls,and will like guys with Cat DNA , doesn't like Skylar, या any other canine/meta human
Bio:
Harley found the large cat while on a mission in India, where she found it being tortured द्वारा men, and receiving experimental drugs to enhance its molecular structure's. Harley saved her, and द्वारा accidently touching her while unhooking her, they gained a mental/ telepathic link.