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HISTORYScott Edwards grew up in a loving home with parents who supported his endeavors. Whether he failed or succeeded was never the issue. Instead, Scott was encouraged to challenge himself and find what he liked and was good at, and not to follow a pre-set path. The succeeding wasn't the main focus. It was the trying. Scott enjoyed the challenges inherent in trying and learning new things. He made friends easily, and while he had his share of people who rubbed him the wrong way (and people who he rubbed the wrong way), overall Scott was popular with a supportive group of close friends. Throughout junior high school and into high school, Scott balanced the fine line between 'jock' and 'brain'. He was a bright student, honor society material and near the top of most of his classes (except English, ironically, as this was during the time that Scott decided that he wanted to be a writer). He was also a gifted athlete, participating in his local baseball little league and recreational track programs. He was never the best, but he always managed to compete at a high level. In high school, Scott joined the cross country and winter track teams, and the baseball team. His grades kept him in honors courses and membership into the National Honor Society. It was a full and busy schedule, but Scott managed to squeeze out time to just be a kid as well, hanging out at the new pizza parlor that just openned up, or going to the mall and movies with his friends. It was December of Scott's freshman year when his powers emerged. An unnaturally cold and snowy day, even for December, had his fellow students bundled up to run between buildings for classes. Scott, however, was sweating and feeling overheated. After some concern from his frend Susan that morning, Scott worked at ignoring the feelings of dizziness and concealing just how lousy he felt. In an uncharacteristic move, Scott cut out of classes at lunchtime. He cut through the wooded path from the school to his side of town when a dizzying wave ripped through him, dropping Scott to his knees in the freshly fallen snow. Squeezing his eyes shut, fighting off the urge to throw his just eaten lunch back up, Scott tucked his head under himself and rode out the waves of vertigo and flashes of heat that coursed through him. When the nausea finally passed, Scott no longer felt overheated. In fact, he felt normal again. He could feel the cold air pushing back around him, but it didn't affect him one way or the other. Opening his eyes, Scott was shocked to see that the snow he had fallen into was gone. Puddles of swiftly freezing water were on the ground. The branches of the bushes and trees lining the path looked wilted and burned. Getting to his feet, Scott put an ungloved hand on a tree that showed obvious signs of having the bark scorched off it. He realized his jacet, like his gloves, were left at school, forgotten in the haze of delerium he was under before. The air, though just as cold as before, had no effect on him. His body felt like he was standing inside, in a room set to a normal temperature. Fingers brushing the tree, Scott's mind worked at the impossibility of what he must have done. Thankfully, he thought, he chose to abandon school when he did. If this emergence of his powers (and Scott had already, at the back of his mind, decided he must be a mutant like the ones he'd read about) happened in school, or on the way home when others would have been around him, the results would have been disastrous. As he began walking, another wave of dizziness came upon him. Leaning over, Scott rested a hand against the tree as he tucked his head down. He felt a tingle in his palm, then felt a flash of heat as he was forced back from the tree, stumbling and fallng to the ground. Looking up, Scott saw a scorch mark on the tree where his palm was. Scott's eyes went from the tree to his palm. Standing back up, he turned both hands over and looked at both palms. Another look at the tree and Scott made a decision. Bringing his arm up, Scott pointed at the tree and concentrated. it took what seemed like long moments, but slowly a tingle grew in his palm. The tingle increased and expanded, enveloping his fingers. A blast of gold, a coherent beam, lanced out from Scott's outstretched fingertips to slice into the tree. Chunks of trunk exploded under the blast. Scott finished his walk home and spent the rest of the day thinking about what he just went through. Finding excerpts from Professor Charles Xavier's, and Moira MacTaggart's, books on mutation online, he read everything that he could find. Later that night, he snuck out of his house (again without a jacket) and back into the woods to test his newfound powers. With it being a weekend, Scott could spend most of it away from home (and prying eyes) and try to figure out just what he could do. He debated telling his family, and his closest friends, but the extremely negative cliamte regarding mutants made him choose to keep this particular secret. He didn't want anyone getting caught in a firestorm of hatred because of him. Instead, he decided he would figure out what he could do, and do what he had to, to safeguard his friends, family, and others. No matter what the cost. Recent PostsSH: Decision-Making [Sep 6, 2010] -- Scott replies to Jubilee, then challenges Pyro about his attitude. SH: Decision-Making [Sep 5, 2010] -- Scott, unable to sleep, wanders around and into the rec room. FI: Study Hall [Sep 2, 2010] -- Scott finds himself back in the classroom and thinks hard on the events they just were invovled in S: Dinner on the Sea [Aug 29, 2010] -- Scott is in. FI: Study Hall [Aug 28, 2010] -- Scott forces himself into action, working to melt the plexiglass by superheating, and giving direction and suggestions. FI: Study Hall [Aug 26, 2010] -- Scott manages a brief bout of overcoming his fear before succumbing to them again. FI: Study Hall [Aug 23, 2010] -- Scott misses most of the initial conversation while trying not to have a complete freak out. FI: Study Hall [Aug 22, 2010] -- Scott is exasperataed at his writers block and asks the song writers for advice S: I'm on a Boat... [Aug 17, 2010] -- Scott tries to play peacemaker S: Filling in the Big, Black, Blankā¦(BP) [Aug 14, 2010] -- Inkling seeks out Laser, to clear up the small matter of some missing spots in her memory, as well absolve him of guilt, and talk to him about his own experience at the school so far. |