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Old February 23rd, 2013, 11:34 PM
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The Sentinel
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Age: 22
Gender: Male
Nature: Modest
Main Information:
Name: Wyatt Cale
Alias: Sentinel
Age: 21
Height: 5’11’’
Weight: 72kg
Location: Lancaster, Lancashire, England, Great Britain
Appearance:
Nationality: British-Canadian
Atlantean Tattoo: Appearing on the back of his neck below the base of his skull, twin lines rotates clockwise around a single point with each tail ending in opposing corners. Three small spikes jut out in intervals around the outside of the lines.
Physical:
Naturally, Wyatt is considered to have dirty blonde hair; however in summer his hair tends to lighten quite considerably while in winter it ends up darkening bringing Wyatt from almost blonde to effectively brown hair. Soft to the touch naturally, his hair falls slightly over his ears and just obscures his eyebrows while it lightly touches the collar of any collared shirts he wears. Behind a pair of thin framed glasses are the biggest anomaly of Wyatt; his eyes. Due to a lack of pigmentation in his irises, Wyatt’s eye colour changes constantly; more often than not when he is using one of his “Multi-Visions” which can stand out quite a bit. Other than this, when exposed to varying degrees of light, they tend to change from light green on one end of the scale, and dark green on the other. A fairly square and thick jawline that is almost constantly covered in stubble means that Wyatt often appears older than he is.

An above average build of muscularity shows Wyatt’s preference for training at the gym, something he does often, and eating healthily. However, unlike body builders, Wyatt does not have 'over the top muscles', but is rather quite defined in his muscularity. Being somewhat physically active means that Wyatt is slightly tanned, or though with the weather in Lancaster, tanning is something hard to do. In contrast to his muscular build, he has somewhat 'thin' fingers, better used for dealing with electronics or getting into nooks and crannies, but also good for typing on keyboards; something he does a lot of.

Clothing:
Wyatt's wardrobe is not one full of many colourful clothes. Partially due to his slight inability to see the full spectrum of colours, but also due to the fact that black, white and grey are the easiest colours to blend together, his wardrobe consists of many clothes in these shades. As far as shirts go, Wyatt wears a plain dark grey long-sleeved shirt beneath a buttoned black shirt. Many of his clothes contain no brands, slogans or pictures, since Wyatt prefers the plain colours which allow him to blend in more. Over top of his grey shirt is an unbuttoned black shirt that has long sleeves as well and a thin hood which he let's sit over top of the black leather jacket he wears often. When it gets cold, Wyatt will button up his shirt then zip up his leather jacket, but never does he pull up the hood of his shirt - a little quirk he has.

Due to the paleness of his legs when contrasted to the rest of his body and the weather in Lancaster, Wyatt prefers to wear jeans. On quite formal occasions, he will wear a pair of straight cut jeans, and in casual occasions, his jeans are boot cut. His preference for these two sizes being that he can move his legs more, in case the time for defence was needed, or so he could run away. On a more personal side, he dislikes the comfort and feel of 'tighter' cut jeans. Apart from jeans, he does possess several pairs of black pants as well as black work pants alongside a couple of pairs of cargo pants, however these are mostly in varying shades of grey or black.

As far as shoes go, he wears a pair of black leather work shoes, which he finds annoying and uncomfortable; however they are part of the uniform for his work. When not working, he wears a variety of black formal-casual shoes, all dependants on what he is wearing at the time. To suit the colour scheme, all his socks are white, black or grey.

As far as accessories go, Wyatt wears a silver analogue watch on his right hand, despite being right handed. A pointed labret piercing points out from below his lip in the centre; his one and only piercing.

Wyatt’s Atlantean tattoo appeared at the top of his spine several days after feeling the burning sensation in the back of his eyes. Shown in an attachment below, it appears somewhat similar to his younger sisters; albeit reversed.

The irony between Wyatt and his ability though is the fact that several years ago, he was diagnosed with Partial Colour-blindness, meaning that not all the colour cones in his eyes were full, so the entire spectrum of colours that other people can see is limited; his trouble being mostly in shades of colours where one colour becomes another. For this he wears a pair of thin glasses that help him to differentiate colours by making up for what he lacks in eyesight.
Personality:
Wyatt is the kind of person who has to see something to believe it. People could tell him something truthful and unless he saw for himself, he would not believe the person or people. This is good since it means that he does not fall for lies easily, but bad as most people see this as trust issues. However it is safe to say he does have trust issues and unless he trusts someone, he will quite often create a façade to hide himself, more of a defensive measure than anything. Alongside this, he chooses not to get close to people, for the people he had come close to before he had felt hurt by. To obtain Wyatt's trust is something not many people get easily; it can even take years for Wyatt to trust someone.

One of his better qualities is his protectiveness. Mainly over his little sister long ago, the protectiveness is still there, often for girls whom remind him of his younger sister and close friends of his; not that he has many. If he saw a young girl around his sister's age being harassed in public, he would quickly step in to protect her; something of an automatic response. His one weakness to this though would be his sister; if anything was to happen to her, even though he hasn't talked to her in ages, he would hunt down whoever was responsible for hurting her and deal with them. Despite the distance, even now he would quickly resume talking to her if he knew where she was.

Wyatt's instincts however have long since taught him to flee and leave the past behind. In a situation where things could seem too much, he will often run away than face them full on unless it came to his sister; self-preservation is what he has been doing for the past several years and it has kept him alive this far. His lack of close bonds makes it easier for him to run away if the need arises. His independent attitude of relying nearly solely on himself rather than on others means that he does not often require others to help him out; but would still accept help in any given form.

One thing he is good at and loves to do is write. Writing is Wyatt's form of keeping himself alive and in a stable state of mind. When he was younger and first moved to England, he began writing a story about him and his sister travelling the world and going on amazing adventures. Later once he lost contact with his sister it changed to a darker approach of himself fighting against the world in an alternate universe he created. Even to date he still keeps his old writing and continues to write and improve and eventually hopes to release a novel.
History:
No matter how much he wished, Wyatt had been subjected to a fairly normal life; something he saw in both a positive and a negative way. He always wished that something would happen that would change the daily grind of his somewhat boring existence since he was a young child.

Born to a Canadian Mother and an English Father in Toronto, Wyatt had a fairly good start to his life; having no birthing problems and two loving, caring parents. Up until the age of four, Wyatt had been living in Toronto with his parents and later younger sister whom at the age of only a couple of months at Wyatt's fourth birthday. Wyatt took a shining to his younger sister, looking out for her as they grew older and helping his parents with taking care of her. He was perhaps the ultimate older brother, and he loved taking care of his younger sister. After the Toronto Riots, Wyatt's family moved from their home in Canada to a little town in northern Spain near the French border. Up until their move, Wyatt had only learnt French and English.

At that sort of age, the move did not bother Wyatt much, and so he adapted to living in Spain, attending school at the age of five. Around home he spoke English and French and at school he learnt to speak Spanish which he picked up quite clearly. Wyatt spent the next seven years in Spain with his family, becoming ever more so protective of his sister as he grew older; watching out for her at school and out in public. Quite often he had stepped in when she was being harassed by local boys who weren't so fond of foreigners. Not one for popularity, Wyatt made several friends while at school yet remained somewhat distant from many people. It wasn't really a problem, not until he began distrusting his friends; to them this was somewhat of a shock. Around the age of eleven, Wyatt had begun to develop and follow a different path, something inside him changed and he took some drastic changes.

His parents saw these changes, and began to worry about Wyatt. They did not know what was wrong with him and when they asked him about it, he denied anything. In order to resolve the issue, he was sent to a boarding school in England, one his father had been to when he was a kid, his parents hoping that it would help turn Wyatt in to a good person. However, the distance not from his family, but from his sister took a toll on him. For two years he refused to talk to his parents and would only talk to his younger sister, making sure that she was okay and unhurt. She missed him too and wanted him to return, but he made a promise to her that he would be waiting for her in England, and do his best.

When he was sixteen, life turned around for Wyatt. The first shock came to him when his parents rang up to tell him that his sister was attending a French Girls Academy in Southern France, a somewhat prestigious academy and although he was happy for his sister, he was disappointed that she did not follow him to England, after they had promised to be reunited in time. This fracture between his sister and himself accelerated his distrust of what people say. Because of the school's policy, he was not allowed to communicate with her for the first year, and so a rift opened up between them and Wyatt hasn't talked to his sister even at the age of twenty; they never resumed contact.

After that, one crisis followed the next. His father called him in the middle of the night to tell Wyatt he was returning to England and would be arriving the following evening. Despite inner protest and the natural curiosity, Wyatt met his father at the airport. Upon arrival, his father broke down in tears in the middle of Heathrow Airport, and after moving his father, learned that his mother had been killed in a terrorist attack in Madrid while on vacation. Wyatt shed no tears for his dead and estranged mother. His father had had a funeral before he left for England, so any hopes of meeting his long lost sister at a funeral were dashed away.

Once he had his father back up on his feet, Wyatt left his father alone at Heathrow Airport, much like Wyatt had arrived. He since turned his back on his family and refused to keep contact with them; locking his emotions away in a box. He changed his last name to 'Cale' and continued to finish his school years.

When the Atlanteans revealed their existence, Wyatt was at the age of twenty-one. He woke in the middle of the night to feel his eyes burning. Suffering in silence, he held himself together through the pain as his eyes changed dramatically with the dawning of his new abilities. Once over, he went to see an eye doctor and found that overnight he had repaired the 'Partially Colour-blind' that had plagued him for so long; now he merely wears the glasses as a gimmick and out of habit rather than anything; his ability allowing him to see clearly both with the glasses on and with them off. He soon learnt that the burning in his eyes had changed his own sight for the good, and now found himself able to switch between different visions as well as a wide array of positive and negative side effects.
Ability:
Wyatt’s ability is basic at best. When focussed, his ability allows him to see through walls in some sort of X-Ray-esque vision as if the object was not there at all. The more focus Wyatt has, the stronger his ability becomes allowing him to see through denser objects and through objects further away. Without the focus and concentration, he finds it difficult to access his ability.

As a positive side effect from having his ability, Wyatt can now see clearer, further and in more colours than the normal human eye. The other side effect he has found is a somewhat eidetic memory; able to remember many details of what he perceives and an increased ability of “speed reading”.

Negative side effects from using some of the more strenuous abilities are the strain that is done to his eyes. Sometimes his eyes will bleed, other times his vision might blur and not return to normal for a period ranging from a couple of minutes to days. Eventually, if Wyatt was to use his powers long enough and often enough, he could eventually lose his sight altogether; something Wyatt has come to realise as a high possibility.

However if Wyatt was to become fully dependant on his own abilities, he could easily be deceived. Relying on what he perceives and not on what he truly sees could be his ultimate downfall. To see something that is not there or to be tricked into perceiving something is not what it is, is all too easy for Wyatt to fall into the trap.
Writing Sample:
Spoiler:

Wyatt Cale – Lancaster, England, Britain


”Did you hear the news last night?” Ava pulled back her bow, sizing up the distance between her and the target before letting the arrow, “some Archaeologists have found information on the Atlantis legend in Egypt, cool huh? There’s meant to be some sort of press release today.”

Wyatt smiled as he watched her arrow sink into the target, slightly left of the second ring. Drawing his own bow, he smirked, moving his bow to the side before letting the arrow fly, watching it soar through the air and land in the centre of Ava’s target.

“Show off,” she commented before heading off to collect the rest of her arrows that lay embedded in the target or the ground around it. Like a sick puppy, Wyatt followed behind her, despite have a couple of arrows still in his quiver.

He was halfway across the field, watching Ava from behind when the sky seemed to ripple for a moment. It was enough to make it seem as if it was all some sort of hazy trick, until the tingling in the back of his eyes grew in sensation and, soon, it felt as if someone as poured chilli powder there. Clutching his eyes in pain, Wyatt cried out, unaware of the same sensation seeming to burn into the skin on the back of his neck. He buried his eyes in the palms of his hands, pushing them towards his skull in a vain attempt to remove the excruciating amount of pain. Ava screamed for their fellow archers who helped her to take Wyatt to the infirmary.

Groggy from the ibuprofen, Wyatt rubbed as his eyes as the room came back into focus. Instinctively he reached for his glasses sitting on the bedside table but stopped short of putting them on. For some strange reason, he could feel the presence of someone in the room, yet could not see them and also, his vision had a lot more colours that it used to. He rubbed his eyes a couple more times before a figure appeared curled up on the seats beside his bed. Surprised at their sudden appearance, he swore loudly, alerting the sleeping Ava to his current awakened condition.

She leapt from the couch, wrapping her arms around him tightly; her eyes seemingly threatening to cry. “I’m glad you’re okay, what happened back there?”

“I…I uh, I don’t know. My eye’s started stinging, and then everything blurred. It was weird and awful, but thanks for getting me here.”

“Geez, that can’t be good, but the Doc said there was nothing wrong with your eyes. She even questioned why you were wearing glasses anyway.”

“What do you mean? I’ve had glasses since a young age, my eyes are all sorts of screwed up. But she’s right, it’s like I see a lot better without the glasses on now…” Wyatt trailed off, whatever had happened; it had corrected his eye sight for once.

“Also, when did you get the tattoo?” Ava question.

“What tattoo?”

“The one on the back of your neck. Looks kinda cool too.” Wyatt twisted his head as Ava grabbed the mirror while she spoke, and he gasped as he saw the black ink that now swirled around the back of his neck. He ran his hands over and over the mark, but it felt just as smooth as any other skin on his body. It was as if the mark was some sort of corrupted pigmentation of the skin; but for it to show up over the course of a couple of hours was strange.

Wyatt quickly grabbed the remote, turning on the small, static television at the foot of his bed. The evening news was currently playing the press release footage from earlier in the day.

”I am Leo Cabrillo, leader of the House of Animalia and member of the Atlantean Royal Family. We are the direct descendants of the original Atlanteans that inhabited the island of Atlantis many thousands of years ago. Today we are here to announce the revival of the Atlantean race. Many of you may start to experience sudden ink markings appearing on your bodies and the manifestation of strange and peculiar abilities. These are of course natural and are identifiers of your long dormant Atlantean heritage. We are now moving into a new era, an era where Human and Atlantean kind can work together in harmony.”

Wyatt turned his attention from the television screen as it returned to the news anchor providing additional coverage of events that occurred following the press release. Both Ava and Wyatt sat there looking at each other. “This secret stays with us, I could be kicked from competing.”

Ava merely nodded her head, “I..I think I should leave now,” Ava turned and headed for the door.

“Ava, wait!” Wyatt cried out but she had already made it out of the door. Turning the television off, he curled up in the cardboard like hospital sheets, willing his mind to shut down and go to sleep as everything rushed past in a blur.

“I’m Atlantean, huh?” He muttered to himself.
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