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Abby nodded at the older girl's explanation. That was close to why she had been in the maze to begin with. Turning her attention back to her homework, the blonde set about finishing her task. "Me too. But I got lost in here," she explained.

This last problem was a graphing one and she always tried to get her lines as straight as she could on her first try. She hated having to erase and start all over. Made the paper messy. Sticking out her tongue as she concentrated, Abbigail used the side of her notebook to make the line.

There!

There was still light out but it was getting later. Dinner would be soon. Probably. "Do you think you could help me?" she asked. "Dinner should be soon and I don't really wanna spend the night out here." The teen giggled at the thought. It wouldn't be so bad. Cafas would find her. Or Adder. But still. Food.

Well it was official. Abby was lost.

The new growth of the hedge maze did nothing to help her find her way. Originally just wanting a place to work on her homework, the shifter had made her way to one of the gazebos in the maze. It was one of the few places she could find without getting lost. Of course when she got there, it was already taken by some... affectionate older students.

Abby decided to move on and find a different one to work at. Which led her to where she was now. Sitting in the middle of a three-way crossing, trying to figure out how to get out. Even with the hedges just beginning to grow leaves, the maze was effective. It did it's job. A little too well for the blonde teen.

Instead of further trying to find her way out, and probably get even more lost, Abbigail had decided to just sit and do her homework. It would still take her a while to find the exit, but at least she wouldn't have to worry about her homework while she looked.

Math wasn't too hard this time of year. Most of the work was review for the state tests. They were covering the beginnings of algebra and some simple geometry, but it wasn't as hard as history for her. She groaned a little at the thought. History was so hard. Why did people fight all the time?

”Focus, Abby. Homework,” she muttered to herself.

Alternative Verse Profile

Individual

Character's full name: Abbigail Jessica Clark
Alias/ Nickname/ Code name: Abby (she does not remember any other name); Mermaid
Gender: Female
Age: 18 (not that she actually knows that)
Date of Birth: April 24, 1999
Nationality/ Ethnicity: American (too many family members from too many place to really be anything else)
Birthplace/ Home/ Place of origin: Miami, Florida

Appearance



Hair color and style: Long, tangled blonde hair with some algae growing on the strands
Eyes: Green
Height: Five foot 9 inches, and still growing (Nine foot 3 inches while shifted)
Build: A very toned body as she has spent so much time swimming. Very little fat on her body.
Visible mutation: Serrated teeth like that of a shark; slightly gray scales from the chest down; a shark tail and fins
Scars/ Tattoos/ Piercings: A row of fading scars running from her wrist to her elbow on her left arm
Other features:

Everyday clothing style: Clothes? Who needs clothes? She's got scales.
Uniform: N/A
Sleepwear: N/A
Miscellaneous clothing: Seaweed and kelp wrapped around her.

Character

Personality: Abbigail as a child was kind and sweet and shy. She was a little spoiled by her parents, but she wasn't a huge brat.
These facts stayed with her as she grew up alone in the water. She was still kind, often helping trapped marine life when human items threatened them and helping those shipwrecked near her. She was still shy and kept mostly to herself. She has some remora that stick with her as she travels and lives. She considers them friends of a type.
Having spent so long alone, she is not used to speaking in the same sense as humans. She can but is unused to it. Dolphins use sound. Sharks use sight and smell.
Hobbies/ Interests: Watching humans; helping marine life against human objects
Job or part time job and description: N/A
Fears/ phobias/ concerns: People; not being able to be “human” again; being hunted by humans
Special talents: Proficient hunter under the sea

Morality

Good/ bad/ neutral/ other: True Neutral
While the lessons taught to her as a child remain, she will do what she must to survive. Not afraid of ending life so she can eat, but still kind enough to help those in need.

Mutations

Mutation description: Shark-maid (Shark Tail Shift)
When submerged in water, her legs will be covered in small placoid scales, the scales of a shark or ray. The tail is dark gray in color. There are spots and stripes on her tail, signaling her as an adolescent. Small dorsal and anal fins grow out of the scales to help with swimming while her scales cover her feet completely, adding three and a half extra feet to her body. Some of the extra length is made up of her caudal fin. The skin under her chin lengthens and hardens to cover newly formed gills.



Abbigail's bone structure strengthens to make sure her underwater movements go as needed. As the scales come out of the small spaces between her regular leg scales, the transformation is a painful process. Her gill formation is also painful as they grow out of her trachea and emerge from the harden skin. The complete shift takes about three minutes for Abby to be able to think past the pain. Once her gills leave the oxygenated water, the scale flake off leaving large patches of scales behind until her legs are free of the extra scales.

Strengths:

• Great swimmer
  
• Can breathe under water
  
• Can "see" in the dark with her lateral line this occurs only in water due to the nature of the lateral line
• Has a really good sense of smell when shifted

Weaknesses and Limitations:

• Can only shift when in water
  
• Shift only lasts as long as her gills are completely submerged (several inches of oxygen-rich water off of the surface of the skin)
  
• Her body is sensitive to touch due to her lateral line picking up the vibrations across her skin
• Shifting between forms is painful, such that it takes a few minutes for Abby to think straight

Power Growth(s):
Armor Scales (03/02/2017)
The discoloration of Abby's legs is just the beginning of a facet of her mutation. The discolored skin is changing into the placoid scales of sharks and rays. These scales will add a natural armor to Abby's body. Instead of her skin growing to cover her tail, more scales will grow rapidly to cover her mutation. When she looses her tail, the extra scales will flake off. Though the scales help streamline her body in water, on land her scales add weight to her body.
Strength:

• Natural Armor on most of her body

Weakness:

• Adds ~30lbs to Abby's total body weight

Fighting Style

Explanation: Bite or Swim
She doesn't know how to fight. Her instincts and long time alone help her survive in the sea. Her instincts tell her what is safe to attack and what will cause her harm. She has been shifted for so long though, that she does not know how to have legs.
Pros for fighting style: Teeth, instincts
Cons for fighting style: Absolutely no clue what to do with legs.

Faction Allegiance
X-men/ Order/ Ragnarok/ Haven/ NYPD/ Unaffiliated

History Of Your Character
Abbigail grew up in a normal home with a mother and father until she was six. Before her sixth birthday, she was given the love of her family and never wanted for anything. Her mother stayed home to take care of her while her father ran a very popular real estate business. Abby knew only a little about mutants and the on-goings of the world.

On her tenth birthday, the Clark family took a boat out to take a small three day vacation. The first day was filled with laughter and fun for Abby. However, a storm was brewing. In the middle of the night, the thunderstorm hit the family's boat. Abbigail and her mother were tossed from the boat as her father hit his head on the railing. The two females watched as the boat was hit by a large wave and turned over.

As the storm ended, it became apparent that Mrs. Clark was bleeding deeply. As a last resort, Mrs. Clark told her daughter "Whatever happens, you have to keep your head above the water. Help will come." With those last words, the older woman let go of the lifesaver they clung to. Abbigail watched as her mother drown next to her.

Hours after her mother's death, Abbigail noticed something swimming around her. As the swimming object got closer she saw that it was a migrating shark. The shark had sensed the blood from her mother and had come to catch its prey. As Abby tried to find a way to stay away from the terrifying creature, it struck. Some of the blood clinging to Abby was causing the shark to attack her.

On reflex, Abby let go of the lifesaver and covered her head as she sunk into the water. The shark's teeth missed any vital organs, but cut into her left arm. As blood poured from her, Abbigail felt her body change. She felt a pain in her legs and around her neck. Thinking that she was dying, she let her body simply float. After several minutes of floating, she noticed that she could breathe. Taking a look at her body, she discovered her mutation. The shark that had previously attacked her was watching her as it circled around.

Abbigail felt her body react to the sea beast and felt a rush of water pass by her as a burst of speed got her away from the shark. Unfortunately, this led her further from land. Not knowing how far she was, as hunger began to set in, her mutation's instincts took over. She found a school of fish and proceeded to hunt.

Not knowing how to get home, or even if she could have legs again, the young girl made the choice to stay at sea. Her parents were dead after all. And she seemed to be able to survive on her own in the water. The next few months were spent learning her new body and how to live in the sea. Her waterlogged clothes had been destroyed by the currents and coral, leaving her only with scales to cover her. She was a predator under the water. Sleek and smart, she had very little to worry about.

It had been over a year by the time she had approached land again. She had ended up off the coast of Africa. While she was interested in what she saw, her instincts had her stay far from sight of the people. This ended up being a pattern for her. She would spend some time near populated areas before setting off into the ocean again. She needed only what she had and wanted for nothing as she believed she could never be “human” again.

As she got older, she got more adventurous and would get closer to cities and sometimes even spend time at the bottom of harbors. Now not so afraid of people, she helped shipwrecked souls stay alive as best she could. Without being seen. Mostly she kept other predators away and sometimes tried to move rafts closer to search boats if she could. A few of the people she helped saw her and told tales of how they survived. These were usually believed to be hallucinations by authorities. Though word of her had reached SUPER and she was believed to be a mutant by them, they had yet to catch her.

I have questions!

Since there's SUPER, are Metabots still a thing?
How are visible mutants treated by the public?
Would the 'cure' be something worked towards in this universe?

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Gina," Abby smiled. She would usually shuffle towards Papa because the person was new but Miss Gina had grey skin! Sticking out her leg, easily showing off their similar trait due to her sleep shorts. "Look! We match!" she giggled.

The small teen smiled as her Papa praised her. She liked making him and Momma proud.

>>"It's nice to see you, by the way. Sorry I had to be gone so long. Next time maybe I can take you to the set, but this one was a little too dry and dangerous."

She beamed at the idea of joining him as he worked. A mischievous smile wound up on her face. "That's okay. I don't think I'd like dry. Maybe the next one will be near water?" Then she and Papa could go swimming. She turned her attention back to Miss Gina as Cafas asked his question.  What would they be watching?

>>"We leave now?"

Abby stood up after Astrid. Letting the older girl have the lead now. Whatever had happened would probably have shaken her quite a bit. She didn't want to push her.

"I'll need a way to contact if there are any discrepancies with the video," Greg explained.

Abby piped up first, not sure how the winged girl would react to that request. "I can give you my number. I can let Astrid know if you need anything." Not that she actually knew how to contact the other girl. Panu could probably help with that. There was obviously digital records of this already.

The guard nodded and took down the information. After that he told the girls to "be careful" and went to check on his partner. Looking around the mall, most of the watchers had left for their own shopping and such.

"Ya know, I think I'm gonna get a sandwich myself. Want another one?" she asked the other girl. Leaving Astrid alone would probably be what the other girl wanted, but Abby was hungry and, if the way she had demolished that sandwich was any idea, so was Astrid.

Water! She could do that. Jumping to her feet, Abby raced to a nearby sandwich shop. There were quite a few people watching them. Enough so the person at the counter was ready to help out without much fuss. Abby bought a water bottle and a pre-made sandwich. After she had a panic attack, she always got hungry afterwards. Best to be prepared.

As she got back to Astrid and Greg-the-mall-cop, she heard the tail end of Greg's question.

"...tell me what happened?"

Sitting herself down next to the black haired girl, Abby held out the bottle. "I got the water. And a sandwich if you want it." If she didn't, the blonde would eat it herself.

"You're a good friend, miss..." the guard trailed off.

"Abbigail."

"Miss Abbigail, would you mind telling me what happened?"

"Well, Astrid and I were coming out of the store and..." She paused unsure how to explain it. "Those boys came up and said some things about... And one of them in-sin-you-ated that we would... Um..."