A pilot from an early age, I loved planes, loved to fly... Until that fateful evening...

Flying in my plane, I approadched a Nuclear plant, only to be blown out of the sky by a meltdown. My plane was torn from the sky, I can barely remember losing control, I can only remember waking up in a field of flowers with the morning dew on my face... & then - nothing - blackout - in and out of focus - Doctors, nurses, voices... & then waking in the recovery room. They say I am lucky to be alive, though I am not so sure.

A plate in my head to keep my brains in, and these prosthetic arms that allow me to never feel thru my fingers again... Though sometimes they still feel like they are there...

Years have passed since that fateful day, and I eventually found Paragon City, I have discovered new powers within me, powers to heal, and powers to destroy. Now I use these powers, feeling friends pain, adding an urge to destroy foes that cause pain... It is my curse now... To Heal & To Destroy.