KnightVigil
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Real Name: Classified
Aliases: DarianVanLancing (pen name), Wolfman, KV,
Registered: according to the law, known identity to several others in SkiffyTown
Occupation: student studying politics and physics, retail manager of optical
Citizenship: United States Citizen
Place of Birth: Maryland, currently residing in Florida
Known Living Relatives: brother and sister
Group Affiliation: League of Skiffytown Heroes, F.L.A.S.H. (Florida League of Adventurers and SuperHeroes) and the Trinity
Education: HighSchool and some college
Catch Phrase: "Those who dwell in darkness, must stop and face the light of Judgement."
"Your timeclock just ran out"
"The Word is sharper than any two-edged sword"
Witty Phrase: "Can I have your autograph?"
KnightVigil's Stats:
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 185 lbs.
Eyes: gold
Hair: black
Powers:
Temporal Kinetic Distortion Wave: slowing or total stopping of kinetic motion or time within a ten yard radius or projected in a small area. Recently KnightVigil's capabilities have grown due to his studies in physics, enabling him to freeze air molecules in place making solid barriers and stairways, and slowing down atomic structures allowing him to pass through dense objects.
Holy Light: body emits a bright white light when any powers are activated. Secondary effects have been noted to be temporary blindness to those commiting the criminal act, and causing spontaneos combustion of weak demonic entities.
Evil Absorbtion: when near demonic or dark magic powers increase exponentially, the full effect on long term exposure is unknown.
Advanced Healing: reverses time on wounds while unconscious.
Skills:
Martial Arts: has studied Tae Kwon Do since he was seven, currently holds a 4th Dan BlackBelt Instructor Level
Athletic: played football in high school among various other sports
Religious Knowledge: well versed in the history and interpretation of the Bible and other various religions.
Equipment:
kevlar-lined dive suit, football shoulder pads, lacrosse chest guard, hockey shin guards, soccer shin guards, tonfas, utility belt, steel-toed boots, leather mask
Weaknesses:
Demonic Brand: draws demonic entities to him and those close to him
Holy Light: double-edge sword due to making subterfuge impossible while powers are active
Advanced Healing: only active while unconscious, otherwise heals normal
Piece-mail Armor: insufficient to repel extreme attacks from energy blasts or superhuman strength
History:
**Origin of the KnightVigil as stated during disclosure**
I was born into a small sub-urban Roman Catholic family many years ago. Like most families we got along and went to church on Sundays. I was an altar server, my dad a Eucharistic Minister, and my mom a Choir member. Innocence can only last so long though. Having gotten into a fight when I was seven and losing, I insisted that my father put me into Tae Kwon Do so I could beat up the kid who hurt me. I quickly learned that misusing the techniques I was taught was wrong and soon discovered I was different than other kids. I noticed if I concentrated hard, things appeared to slow down and sometimes stop. I didn't know it yet but I thought I was a "mutant"; gifted, damned, or blessed with the ability to slow or stop the passage of time within a small radius. In the following years, as my powers developed, I became best friends with a large kid named Bobbie and I fell in love with a girl named Kristi Hires whom I dated for the next decade. In High school, after football practice, I came home to find that Bobbie and Kristi were at her house making out. I was devastated and bolted for the mall to bury myself in grief. There I encountered a Gothic girl named Violette Skye who took me under her wing and showed me the darker side of life. I lived with her and her girlfriend Crystal for a few years never once contacting my friends or family. On a particular night, I heard chanting coming from Crystal's room. Upon entering Violette told me that she was practicing her craft, "witchcraft" that is. Suddenly, from a single candle, a huge flame shot up emitting a blood red light and a huge demonic arm reached forth attempting to grab Crystal, slashing violently. My power activated instinctively and froze the hand momentarily, allowing me to knock the candle to the ground. As the flame extinguished the demonic arm reached up and burned "the mark"unto my arm. I soon found myself out on my own after that but for some reason I can't remember why. I got into a barfight where two people died and I walked out unscathed covered in their blood. The police disagreed with my claim of self defense and threw me in prison. After a few days, I awoke to hear the jaunts and raves of the other prisoners. I tried to activate my power to get a little more rest but it didn't work. At first I thought that God was punishing me for my crimes, but I quickly found out that all mutants had lost their powers. Thats when my parents bailed me out. I was distraught and ashamed for them to have found me in such a state. They advised me to seek therapy. I went to see the shrink but his methods affected me adversely and I decided to quit in my dealings with him. One day my mother came to me to let know that Fr. Williams and old family friend and favorite priest was doing confessionals at church. I caught him just as he was leaving the confessional and asked to speak with him. I told him my story and he laid hands upon me as he prayed unto God to remove the evil from my heart. I felt a warmth enter my body and a holy glow seemed to fall upon the priest and then pass into me. I felt a great burden lift from me as the priest gave me a prayer written on a small piece of parchment. He told me to read this prayer everyday. I returned home to find my powers had returned but had changed slightly. Now when I activated my powers light would emit from my body. I also discovered "the mark" had changed as well. A small cross had appeared over "the mark". It was almost Halloween and my little sister wanted me to take her to a costume party. I didn't have a costume so I gathered the old sporting equipment I had laying around the house: my old dive suit, football shoulder pads, lacrosse chest guard, hockey shin guards, soccer shin guards, my tonfa from my martial arts training, my old Gothic steel-toed boots, and I deflated an old weight ball for my mask. I only got second place in the costume contest at the party, but when I returned home I chanced to glance in the mirror as I was taking off my costume. As the moonlight glanced off the pads, I saw a different image of myself. Remembering the news articles about the Avengers and the X-men, I decided that God had restored my powers for a reason, to give me a second chance at life. I had always been fascinated with the medieval knight and the crusaders that had fought for Christ so I chose to mimic them by painting my pads silver. On my chest I placed "the mark" so that when I looked upon myself I could see the evil I face each day. Upon my left shoulder I placed the sign of the cross, so that I would always be reminded of who was behind me, guiding me and protecting me. As for the tonfa, I chose to keep them as my stand by weapon for various reason; as a weapon it was capable of being used offensively, and defensively allowing me to decide how far to take it; its movement mimics the hands of a clock when weilded properly which complemented my temporal powers; and when turned inward and placed together, finally, they formed a wooden cross. As I stared upon my visage under the moonlight, I knew that I would best serve the light by staying in the darkness, a knight of God, a watcher under the stars. Then the name hit me like a bolt. The KnightVigil.
****updated Secret Origin****
Early on in life, I discovered my ability, which i thought was limited to manipulate, slow and stop the passage of time within a given field. Ignorant of its origin, I attributed my powers to my being a mutant. Boy, was I wrong!Ever since I was a small child, Fr.Williams had been close to my family. Having gone to church since my infancy, he'd baptised me, gave me my first communion, and confirmed me. Throughout that time frame I'd attended private school, vacation bible school, been in the church choir, and served as an altar server at mass all the while never realizing that Fr.Williams had been present within range had I ever needed him. Shortly after the death of my parents, Fr.Williams passed away. Overcome, with emotion at having another blow to my soul, I withdrew and searched for answers in my family Bible. One night after having brought a sort of peace to my mind, I fell into a deep sleep my Bible resting upon my lap. As I lay sound, a vision of Fr.Williams appeared in my dreams. At first, he looked just as I had remembered. Then as he neared, a brilliant flash surrounded him and he was transformed. Before my eyes, stood a being of pure light. As my vision cleared, I beheld the form of an angel. His dark hair danced upon his broad shoulders which bore great feathered wings of light. Within his hand, he grasped a ancient sword of searing with a white flame. When he spoke, I had no choice but to tremble in awe,
"Have no fear, for you are blessed within the eyes of God. All that you are, and all that you will become are solely by His hand. You have born a great cross, and have not sworn or spoken of the Lord in vain. Know that He has watched over you through all your dark times and it is good the decisions you have made. Let not the passing of your family trouble your mind, for they wait for you in His loving embrace. Great things await you, Sword of the line of Zion. Know, that no matter how difficult the journey, He will always be near to you."
Then I awoke, drenched in sweat. My hands still trembling I fell to my knees. As I lifted my head, it was then that I realized who Fr.Williams had been. The angel living by my side for all that time, watching and guiding me down the path of toward riteousness, had indeed been the Arch-Angel Uriel. As my mind absorbed the knowledge that same familiar glow appeared all around and enveloped me. The warmth of love and fire of the Truth flowed throughout my body empowering me. With my purpose renewed, I shed the mask that hid my identity. Without a second thought words escaped my lips from somewhere deep inside, "For from the light, I have stood against the darkness. Now, from the night, I shall bring forth the day. I am the KnightVigil and the time is now!"
*Warning: THESE VILLIANS POSE A GRAVE THREAT TO NATIONAL SECURITY AND ARE CURRENTLY AT LARGE AND SHOULD BE CONSIDERED EXTREMELY DANGEROUS. BECAUSE OF THE NATURE OF SUPERVILLIANS ALL INSTANCES OF KNIGHTVIGIL'S TRUE IDENTITY HAVE BEEN REPLACED BY "KV" FOR SECURITY REASONS.*
Known Arch-Enemies:
ARCH ENEMIES: currently at large
Nathaniel Gray aka Suit:
powers:
Being in direct contact with any biological compound, Suit can severely age his intended target within a matter of seconds. Though unable to directly cause death with his power, living beings are just as susceptible to the same aging process making them extremely vulnerable to attack. The effect will fade over time, depending on the length of exposure. Given time, Suit can also masquerade within the corpse of the freshly slain gaining any memories, abilities, and powers of the former being.
history:
Extremely adept at finding the best ways to get what he wants, this thug for hire was granted demonic powers for his ferocity at collecting debts. KnightVigil first encountered Suit on his first venture out as the costumed vigilante. At the time, Suit was accompanied by a pair of thugs Slimy and Spine. Arriving late to the scene, KnightVigil watched as Suit embraced one of the victims aging her in mere seconds. Taking the villians by surprise, KnightVigil easily out manuevered and foiled the trio's plot. Saving the lives of the two shop keepers, KnightVigil chased this felon down a dark alley where he thought he'd been secured for police retrieval. Upon later investigation, it had been discovered that Suit had indeed escaped. Fleeing to his demonic master, Suit was granted a new and grisly secondary ability. Using what he refered to as his "devilish good looks" Suit took the guise of the woman KnightVigil had saved enabling him to get close to him. Coming to her aide, KnightVigil was taken aback when after freeing her his body began to glow as if demonic forces were near. Suit attacked the bewildered hero, in an attempt to send him careening off the top floor of a skyscrapper. Unable to utilize his time abilities, when locked in physical combat, KnightVigil was saved by the mother of the woman Suit had infiltrated when she unloaded a twelve gauge shotgun into his exposed shoulder. Reeling back wounded, the blood of Suit's that fell enabled KnightVigil's light to penetrate the corpse's flesh and burn the villian out from within. Dazed by the brilliant light and sudden pain, Suit plunged over the edge to what appeared to be his death though his body has yet to be found.
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Violette Skye aka NightShade:
powers:
Able to manipulate shadows at her slightest whim, NightShade's power allows her to appear and disappear at will or create creatures from the depths of her dark imaginings. Once formed, her shades can become insubstantial or solidify to diamond like hardness. Their mere presence can cause terror in the weak minded and their touch, like hers, can drain the life force from any living being leaving behind a grey dead husk.
Crystal Starr aka MourningStar:
powers:
Granted the mastery over mirrors and glass, MourningStar's abilities range from forming a nearly impenetrable armor of liquid glass over her body, the summoning of dopplegangers through use mirrors within her vicinity, to the projection of broken shards in a variety of ways. Being well versed in the occult, MourningStar has an in depth understanding of the black arts.
history:
When KnightVigil, NightShade, and MourningStar first met, it was in the form of a triad of roomates. Having previously dated Crystal, Violette invited the then depressed young individual to join her and her companion it their gothic abode. Upon one particular evening Crystal was practicing her craft, and inadvertently opened a doorway to the beyond. Letting out a scream as a vile hand surrounded by a red aura sppeared our hero rushed to her aide, sealed the portal before the entity could fully emerge but not before he received the scar. Violette then became obsessed with recreating the event, foolishly thinking she could control the demon, he and Crystal slept. Hearing the chanting, Crystal awoke and ventured out while our hero slept into Violette's room. Before her stood Zelestsu, lord of the seventh gate of Hell who pulled her and Violette screaming into the shadows. Their cries awoke "KV" who upon entering the doorway to the room was confronted by the charred remains and utter darkness. Sensing he should not venture forth, "KV" fled. While events transpired elsewhere with "KV", Violette and Crystal sealed a deal with Zelestsu for their souls in exchange for eternal power and to join the living damned. One catch was that they were to use this new found power to hunt down and return the "one who carried the mark". The demon gave unto them a second advantage as he was able to draw "KV"'s power out from within him. Disarmed, "KV" would have been easy sport but unbeknownst to them, his powers had been restored by a priest who had also granted him a new ability and the courage to become the KnightVigil. Trying to befuddle the newly born hero, Violette and Crystal adopted supervillian personas so that their true identities would remain unknown. In the initial clash that insued, Crystal's love for "KV" caused her to drop her guard giving KnightVigil the opening he needed. The now battle ready SuperHero proved to be a match for both of them and gazing upon the true faces of NightShade and MourningStar, KnightVigil was overcome with grief, pity, and longing. Before he could embrace his fallen lost loves, they were drawn into a deep red portal by the great demon. Peering down unto the depths of Hell, the KnightVigil's eyes met the gaze of Zelestsu. The demonic lord wailing in rage trembled the earth knocking KnightVigil from his feet as the portal closed.
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Roth VonBader aka BlindSight:
powers:
An assassin of extraordinary skills, BlindSight has the innate ability of invisibility limited only by one's, unfortunate enough to cross his path, eyes being closed. In that instance, he is visible only as a red silouette. Even when "visible" his enhanced speed and agility make him difficult to follow hence his chosen moniker. His special chemistry also retards his aging process, being over seventy years old he only appears half that. All this coupled with his tactical genuis and a mastery of greco-roman wrestling, BlindSight is viewed as one of the most dangerous wanted men alive.
history:
One of Himmler's last experiments involving volunteer soldiers, Roth VanBader was given a experimental cyanide based compound, which had previously killed many other trial subjects. As Roth was about to die due to the injection, England began bombing Berlin and various other chemicals and equipment fell upon him. An electrical discharge in the room, sent currents and sparks flying everywhere killing off nearby scientists. As he was flat lining, a freak bolt hit VanBader restarting his heart but bonding the various chemicals to his body. Roth laid there alone, unable to move in the darkness of the hidden bunker, how much time had passed was unable to measure. As the constant bombing continued, the cries of his dead and dying fellow soldiers drove him insane.
In a rage, he tore himself loose and began clawing his way through the rubble. Finding a bit of light, he bore his way towards it only to be greeted by the headlight of an overturned jeep. As battle raged around, his body having been deprived of food for days ached with pain. He turned toward the over-turned jeep and searched through what remained of the supplies. As he realized there only remained weaponry, the scent of burning flesh caught his attention. The torn body of a Nazi lay strewn before him bits of flesh still clinging to his nails. As he turned away in disgust and began vomiting, a glint caught his eye. Eyes bulging, he grasped the name badge of the fallen soldier. As the name Leit VanBader screamed in his mind, Roth howled with the realization that the body of his younger brother lay before him.
A nearby group of Nazi's, fleeing from battle heard the howl and turned with a start as they were mere feet from its source. As the soldiers stared in horror, the blood dripping from a source unknown over the shredded remains, VanBader raged upon them. Suddenly the soldiers, started spraying bullets in every direction, no aim, no reason. Running, screaming, terrified, they fell one by one. VanBader grabbed the last, held him close to finish him off. As the soldier's eyes glazed over glass-like, the soldier's final words sent chills down Roth's spine, "at last, I see you..." . He fell back, as the soldier's last breath was stolen from him. The haunted action of the soldiers firing in odd directions, not hitting him not even aiming at him, as if they couldn't see him, replayed again and again. Sick beyond measure, mind racing, body shaking, his self-identity began to return. All his beliefs, all his hate to the Allies re-entered his thoughts. He ventured toward the German line towards no man's land. Slowly he entered the field, bullets whizzing around him. As he stood there in his uniform, no shot came near him, "They cannot see me." With a grin, he crossed the Allied line and began slaughtering soldiers near to him. Again in desperation the soldiers began firing off randomly. Laughing with delight he tore into them as the Allied planes flew over head. Suddenly,
there was a loud explosion and VanBader was over come by darkness. As his eyes opened he found himself in chains along with other Nazi's, confused he soon discovered that Berlin had fallen and the Fuhrer was dead. The chains were removed as they were given were given there freedom within the gates of a former ghetto. Stripped of all possessions, Roth was led unto the guard house by armed guard. As they began questioning him VanBader could feel his anger welling up inside. Suddenly, the guards in the room began acting strangely drawing up there weapons. Defensively, Roth charged the guards taking them out. Searching through the desk for a pistol, he came across his brother's name badge and a Nazi flag emblazoned by a griffin. Grabbing both he ran out the door just as more Allied troops were rushing towards the tower. Ready to surrender, due to their number, Roth was shocked as the guards continued past them unto the guard house. Realizing his power had returned he fled through the now open barely guarded gate. As he stood outside, breathing free air, how vowed to bring about the downfall of the Allies. He quickly disappeared and over the next few decades and perfected his art adopting the name of BlindSight. Though mainly preferring "special" targets he quickly became one of the most feared and wanted men alive. Although much time had passed, VonBader aged at a decayed rate.
KnightVigil's first fearsome encounter with BlindSight occured when "KV" was attending a function held by a nationally acclaimed scientist in Tampa, Florida. As every one in the room watched, the scientist's speech was cut short as a line of blood appeared across his throat. His throat slit every one yelled in horror as additional cuts appeared over his still standing body. The corpse, thoroughly shredded, then flew through the air raining down fluids over the shocked spectators. "KV" rushing to the body, was thrown by some unknown force through a nearby window. As the ambulatory crews arrived "KV" went to the police and attempted to describe what happened. The police brushing aside his information attributed the scientist's death to an ebola virus and mass hysteria. Returning to the scene later that evening, KnightVigil discovered a small trail of blood leading toward the rear door of the symposium. Following the trail of treadmarks outside, he discovered it led to an old abandoned paper factory in the skirts of downtown. After spending about an hour searching the place, KnightVigil was about to brush it off as false hope, when he was "blindsided" by an invisible assailant. Do to the extremity of his injuries and inability to defend against such attacks, KnightVigil used his temporal powers around him in a last ditch effort and was forced to retreat inorder to heal himself. Unbeknownst to him, KnightVigil was caught on tape. Using this information, BlindSight set about making a trap for him, picking totally at random a couple he found dining one evening. His plan in motion, KnightVigil accepted the challenge. BlindSight laid test after test before him to evaluate his skill. In the battle that raged on, KnightVigil was again on the ropes. Pummeled toward the couple, KnightVigil discovered that they were in fact his parents. As he closed his eyes, tears rolling down, he discovered that he could see BlindSight charging toward him to finish the fight. Following the villian's motion, KnightVigil ensnared him in his temporal distortion wave. Angered at the sight of his tortured parents and blinded by a deep need for vengeance, KnightVigil unleashed combination after combination of lethal attacks as the felon struggled to free himself. With a final strike, KnightVigil accidentally knocked BlindSight free of his frozen state. The assassin, barely able to move, pulled a small box from within his belt. The factory erupted in torrent of flame as BlindSight detonated a series of explosive devices, catching all within the blast. When KnightVigil regained consciousness, he discovered that his parents had died in the explosion. Holding their bodies close to his he cried. Overcome by a deep hatred, he released their torn bodies. KnightVigil dug through the rubble, but try as he might, could find no trace of BlindSight.
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Zelestsu:
powers:
The full extent of Zelestsu's powers has yet to be revealed.
history:
Very little is known about the origin of Zelestsu, the master of the seventh gate of Hell. A towering being amassed with horns and claws, his very sight can cause sheer terror or hysteria. All the turmoil in the life of KnightVigil has been caused by this demon through direct or indirect involvement. Zelestsu himself was responsible for "KV"'s girlfriend cheating with his best friend, his being seduced by the dark gothic pair, branding him with a demonic mark, hiring and enhancing Suit, and altering the video tape which led the death of his parents at the hands of BlindSight. Ignoring each opportunity to kill KnightVigil, Zelestsu insists on capturing him alive. The reason for the demon's obsession with KnightVigil stems from some future or past event that has yet to be revealed.
Creator (Real Life) Info:
http://www.myspace.com/darianvanlancing 
Posted: Fri Jun 20, 2008 4:09 am
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