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Amelia Raven Smith

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{i may be able to see your future,
but only you can change it}

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Full Name: (Amelia Raven Smith)
Code Name: (Sparrow)
Age: (26)
Date of Birth: (June 15)
Sexual Orientation: (hetero)
Species: (human)
Alliance: (SHIELD)
Citizenship: (Marvel)
Canon or Original?: (original)

"Victory is MINE Baldy!
And if you had any hair I'd take that too!"

Hair: (Amelia usually wears her sun-kissed blonde hair down so that it cascades around her shoulders. Despite the fact she hates it, it is naturally slightly curly and won't straighten out despite her best efforts with many different straighteners. It's not super curly and is more wavy then curly, but has a few curls here and there.)
Eyes: (Amelia has azure blue eyes that are said to resemble sapphires. They are ovular in shape and are said to have specks of a darker midnight blue in them. )
Height: (5 feet, 2 inches)
Weight: (120 pounds)
Distinguishing Marks: (there is a scar across the base of her neck that she got as a small child and a small black tattoo of a raven on her right shoulder)

Appearance: (Standing at five feet and two inches and weighing exactly one-hundred twenty pounds is Amelia Raven Smith. She has slightly curled (or perhaps wavy is the better word for it) three-inches-past-shoulder-length-golden-blonde hair. Her ovular shaped eyes are sapphires glistening in the beams of sunlight the darker lines creating the perfect contrast and making her have a somewhat wild beauty to her.)

Face Claim: (Elizabeth Banks)

"I’m not interested in making new friends,
I don’t even like the ones I have”

Likes:
ONE - (Storms - As a child Amelia and her father would always sit outside their mansion in Paris, France and watched the storms roll in. That was their together time when he wasn't training her to improve her fighting skins.)
TWO - (The Avengers - Not in a lovey way, just as friends of course. She likes them all for different reasons. But she has those moments of "I want to kill you" but don't we all have those moments with the people we like? Steve she likes because he's calm and a born leader, she knows she can trust him, which is a rare thing for Amelia. She likes Tony because he brings comic relief to the group, something they need to keep the morale up. Clint and Natasha because she compares them to herself, both assassins before they joined SHIELD, and Amelia was something like that...In some sense. And Bruce? Well Bruce because she admires how he can manage to control his anger, something she lost hold on the day her parents died.)
THREE - (Sunsets and Sunrises - Another hobby that Amelia and her father would pick up. She would wake up early and rush to his bedroom where she'd shake him awake and pull him out the door. They would sit on the balcony on the third floor of their mansion and watch as the sunrise set a hue of orange across the horizon, silhouetting the buildings of Paris. They'd watch the sun set until it was completely dark, faint glimmers of the first stars hardly able to be seen as the lights of the city were too bright.)
FOUR - (Her necklace - After the murder of her parent Amelia had their wedding rings joined and put on a silver chain that she never takes off since it's the last thing she has of her parents - Elizabeth and Timothe Lerouz.)
FIVE - (Music - music has always been a part of Amelia's life. Her mother was a natural piano player and tried to pass the talent over to her daughter without success. But Amelia had always loved music because that was the only thing she and her mother had in common, their love for music.)

Dislikes:
ONE - (Friends getting hurt - no one likes their friends getting hurt, right? Well especially Amelia because ever since her parents were killed she has been terrified of the same thing happening to her friends.)
TWO - (France - Amelia doesn't exactly like France anymore since that was where she grew up...and where her parents were murdered. )
THREE - (her powers - Amelia doesn't dislike he powers she hates them. Because of them she was kicked out of her aunt and uncles life and thrown out onto the streets.)
FOUR - (Bullies - no one likes bullies right? Well Amelia more then since after the murder of her parents she was teased nonstop at school for being an orphan.)
FIVE - (Dressess - Amelia has a dislike for dresses because it was something her mother always forced her to wear when she wanted to wear simple shorts or tee shirts.)

Personality:
(Amelia is a kind women who enjoys the company of the Avengers. Despite being optimistic Amelia does have her down sides. When struck, her anger gets into her into trouble and most of the time she does things that she doesn't want to, completely surrendering to her anger. She always finds herself in horrible places when her anger gets a hold of her. And often regrets doing what she did. Besides that anger of hers, Amelia is a loving women who enjoys the company of her friends. Amelia, in a way, is a weird girl. She can be described as strangely joyous in the most odd of times, but all in all Amelia is a fun girl and is always up for a challenge or an adventure.

Amelia is an optimistic. However she's unable to transfer that good natured attitude to her visions causing them to be dark and cold. She isn't able to transfer these good feelings to her visions because she doesn't know how to turn them into something a little happier. She doesn't do well with pain but always tries to be strong and do what her father had taught her - not to let her emotions show. That whole phrase had been killed though with her father. When he had been alive Amelia thought she could withstand anything...and then he died...and she didn't think she was so strong anymore.

"With great power comes great responsibility"

Powers:
Foresight - (Amelia has the power to see the future, but only the worst of what could happen. She only sees the negative side of what could come in the near or far future. In her visions (or dreams - depending on if she's awake or asleep) she can feel everything that happens, like if Loki attacked someone, she'd feel it. Which is one reason why she's weary around people because she's afraid she'll make a fool of herself if she sees a vision. She has no warning as to when she'll see something, it will just come over her. However to see the brighter side of things all she has to do is think positive, but she hasn't figured that out quite yet. )
Heightened Eyesight/Hearing - (Amelia was born with the ability to pick out little details and she didn't find out until later that it could be described as heightened eyesight. Later still she learned how to turn on and off her heightened hearing. If it's on she's able to hear a pin drop in a room full of people.)


Weapons
ONE - (Gun - Amelia usually uses a gun in combat.)
TWO - (Sword - She has a sword that she was given by her adoptive father, Henry Bishop)


Strengths/Abilities:
ONE - (Silent - Since she practically grew up on the streets Amelia has acquired the ability to have quiet feet.)
TWO - (Friendly - Despite everything that happened to her and her dislike for getting close to people, Amelia has always been a friendly person, quite likable in a way.)
THREE - (Optimistic - Another one of Amelia's strengths is her optimism, however she just can't seem to get it into her visions)
FOUR - (Pick-Pocket - from her two years of life on the streets Amelia picked up the skill of pick pocketing. She became quite good at it and was easily able to slip things in and out of the pockets of citizens.)


Weaknesses:
ONE - (Visions - Her visions come on at completely random times and she is unable to pick them up before they happen. They disorient her during fights and mentally wounded, leaving her an open target and basically defenseless)
TWO - (Loosing Someone - if Amelia looses someone she's very close to, she'll never get over it. Of course the agony will subside to an ache but it'll never leave her even though she thinks she should be used to people leaving by now.)

"All it takes is one bad day to reduce
the sanest man alive to lunacy,"

History: (Born with the name Anastasia Odette Lerouz, Amelia called Paris, France home. She had a peaceful life with parents Èlezabeth and Timothé Lerouz…that is as peaceful as it could get with a rich family. Whenever her father went somewhere he was flanked by a guard, her mother refused it. Being a daddy’s girl Amelia fell into all the painful lessons her father threw at her without protest as she had in fact asked for them. Despite her father's protests, early on, and his consent guard, she wanted to know how to defend herself. She did exactly as he wanted, spared with him after dinner and before noon, received broken bones at the age of five. At the age of seven Amelia knew how to kill a man five different ways with a pencil or pen. She knew how to reload a pistol and was starting to get the hang of shooting it. Her father was a likeable person and he always had her full attention. She was a strange child, always willing to learn. After time her mother became furious that her husband was teaching her girl so many macabre things. She threatened to take Amelia away if he continued to teach her (not believing it when both Amelia and her father told her that Amelia herself had asked for the lessons) and to fill her daughter’s time she enrolled her in beginner ballet while her father enrolled her in beginner gymnastics.
After a few years of taking the classes, it slowly became clear that Amelia wasn’t a normal child. Her brain was obviously wired differently and Timothé had always said he’d get it looked into…but he never got the chance. At age nine, Amelia learned of her first power, heightened eye sight. She suddenly stopped and squinted, she could see every detail of the spider crawling across the wall while standing on the other side of the room. She was fascinated by this new found gift and instantly ran to share it with her father, but stopped as she heard the screams of her parents echoing throughout the house as they fought, brutal oral fights that left the front door slamming and tears hitting the polished dark wood floor.
As her parents grew farther apart, a divorce in order, Amelia was told she’d be forced away from her father. That he was a bad influence. That was a lie. He was the best influence on her. He helped her become who she is today. But anyways, her parents wanted a divorce…two days before the court date Amelia convinced them to have one last day together as a family. They were caught out late, laughing together one last time. Amelia was home alone when she got the news. Her parents had been murdered by a man who purposely crashed their car, killing himself in the process. She had been given the news by a friend of the family and had run away from home, not knowing what else to do since her loving parents were gone.
When she was found by the police she was shivering with cold and sobbing in a heap on the cold ground. She was then taken by a guard, after the funeral of her parents to Manhattan where her aunt and uncle resided. They took her in, a deep depression causing her expression to harder and an unknown anger to rise in her. She hated everything and had tried to commit suicide more than once. Those thoughts of suicide stopped when her second power emerged. She woke screaming one night after experiencing the first of many visions. Her aunt Valerie rushed in and asked what was wrong. Amelia explained in vivid detail what had happened. She had seen the Avengers…murdered…and then herself…But of course it wasn’t a true vision, but it was the worst of what would come in the future.
However to her aunt and uncle, she appeared insane. She described things so vividly that were just being built or started and she was beginning to scare them. After years of waking and screaming her aunt Valerie and uncle Bruno threw her out. They left her on the streets of Manhattan when she was only thirteen years old. She lived on the streets, learning to steal and live on only what she could find. She hid in buildings without roofs and in unlocked cellars if she was lucky. However it wasn’t always hiding there was running and stealing. She became a master at picking pockets and often paid the price for stealing. Several times she was kidnapped and beaten until she was close to death. And that was how she met Henry Bishop, her savior.
As a member of the NYPD, Henry was sent when word hit that there had been a beating of a young girl in a warehouse. When he found her he was horrified at her condition and instantly transferred Amelia to the hospital. She was in there for a few days, out cold. In that time Bishop cleaned up legal affairs and took her in as his own after consulting with her aunt and uncle – the Marenzs. Amelia stayed with him for years, learning about guns and police and Manhattan.
Just as she was turning nineteen, Henry was killed while investigating a murder and she met Nick Fury, he’d heard of her powers and she was instantly intrigued by the idea of SHIELD, a little surprised when she met the Avengers all the ones from her vision, but she hasn’t told anyone about that. She trained as an Agent for SHIELD, introducing herself to everyone in SHIELD, Henry, that she was Amelia Raven Smith. But there is a whole lot they don’t know about Amelia, one thing being her name is Anastasia Odette Lerouz. )

"Next time guys, we should just
rebuild this place outta Lego."

Writing Sample:

Old nightmares were resurfacing. Amelia had, had several over the last few nights all of them leaving her gasping and sputtering in pain. Because of Liam Henshaw she had changed...not for better...definitely for worse.

Back at SHIELD, since she'd gone for a few days friends had gone to place a hand on her shoulder and she had flinched away. She couldn't meet someone's eyes without flinching. She wasn't herself...she was a shade of the person she had once been. Not even her closest friends were able to get her to raise her downcast eyes to them.

At every little creak in the floorboards she'd freeze, her body starting to tremble. She never went anywhere without a weapon of some sort now. She kept a loaded gun beneath the mattress of her bed, a knife strapped to the inside of all her pants, she could get it through the holes in her right pockets.

She hadn't been on a mission for SHIELD in a while and she was starting to dread the next one she was sent on. Any noise that sounded like a gun shot or the crack of a whip she'd start to shake all the pain coming back to her. She had no one with her and she couldn't take it much longer. It kept her from sleeping, she feared sleeping. She feared the pain in the dreams...the nightmares. She had ordered sleeping pills from doctors...but nothing helped. Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

"I'm through talking, get out of my cave,"

Your name/alias: Silence
Timezone: North America Eastern Time Zone


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