Name: Mark Vargus
Hero/Villain Name: Valiant Zero
Age: 23
Height: 5'7''
Weight: 185lb.
Appearance: Mark-Valiant Zero
Power Source: Novus Vita-A suit that spawns from a core located in a bracelet gifted to him by the mystery figure.
History: Mark Vargus; A young man that has been given an incredible second chance by unlikely and unknown forces. Two years ago Mark was heavy into the gambling racket, but not as a gambler, he was a mole for the local law enforcement in the area. he had been under the Alias Mr. Valiant, however his cover was blown at some point during the operation where he was to await the capture and shutting down of the underground ring for good. the thuggish members of the syndicate group group that ran the gambling ring took their time as the beat on Mark, who was awaiting help that never arrived. after they grew tired of beating on Mark a member drew a gun to finish off the already bloody and dying Mark. Mark closed his eye awaiting the inevitable and comforting release that awaited him shortly. He didn't want to die but there didn't seem an alternative. the gun fired with a bang however the flash that beat on Mark's eyes was far to bright to be from the muzzle. opening his eyes they drearily fell upon a caped figure in brilliant colors. the figure moved swift and precise taking down the syndicate members in what seemed like seconds. the figure approached and knelt to a knee by Mark; his face was covered from view, like some kind of hero in a comic book. the figure spoke,
"I can save you if you wish...however you can no longer turn a blind eye to those in need, you'll have responsibility no one else could understand...will you accept my offer?" the figure spoke bluntly. was this happening? was it real?
"what if I don't accept your offer?" mark, straining, replied blood trickling from his mouth as he spoke.
"then you will die, you wouldn't survive beyond the next five minutes..." the figure responded and mark forced a laugh, his ribs obviously broken as pain surged through his body. he struggled to gain grips on his mind to respond,
"not...much of an option then huh?....I always felt I was....the hero.....type..."Marks eyes closed shutting out the figure from his dimming world. the black became a blinding white and when mark awoke the figure was gone and he was dressed in a suit similar to the figures yet it had it's own uniqueness to it that made it his own. the words 'Novus Vita' echoed in his mind, latin words meaning new life...indeed it was a new existence for Mark Vargus, as Valiant Zero.
Hero/Villain Name: Valiant Zero
Age: 23
Height: 5'7''
Weight: 185lb.
Appearance: Mark-Valiant Zero
Power Source: Novus Vita-A suit that spawns from a core located in a bracelet gifted to him by the mystery figure.
History: Mark Vargus; A young man that has been given an incredible second chance by unlikely and unknown forces. Two years ago Mark was heavy into the gambling racket, but not as a gambler, he was a mole for the local law enforcement in the area. he had been under the Alias Mr. Valiant, however his cover was blown at some point during the operation where he was to await the capture and shutting down of the underground ring for good. the thuggish members of the syndicate group group that ran the gambling ring took their time as the beat on Mark, who was awaiting help that never arrived. after they grew tired of beating on Mark a member drew a gun to finish off the already bloody and dying Mark. Mark closed his eye awaiting the inevitable and comforting release that awaited him shortly. He didn't want to die but there didn't seem an alternative. the gun fired with a bang however the flash that beat on Mark's eyes was far to bright to be from the muzzle. opening his eyes they drearily fell upon a caped figure in brilliant colors. the figure moved swift and precise taking down the syndicate members in what seemed like seconds. the figure approached and knelt to a knee by Mark; his face was covered from view, like some kind of hero in a comic book. the figure spoke,
"I can save you if you wish...however you can no longer turn a blind eye to those in need, you'll have responsibility no one else could understand...will you accept my offer?" the figure spoke bluntly. was this happening? was it real?
"what if I don't accept your offer?" mark, straining, replied blood trickling from his mouth as he spoke.
"then you will die, you wouldn't survive beyond the next five minutes..." the figure responded and mark forced a laugh, his ribs obviously broken as pain surged through his body. he struggled to gain grips on his mind to respond,
"not...much of an option then huh?....I always felt I was....the hero.....type..."Marks eyes closed shutting out the figure from his dimming world. the black became a blinding white and when mark awoke the figure was gone and he was dressed in a suit similar to the figures yet it had it's own uniqueness to it that made it his own. the words 'Novus Vita' echoed in his mind, latin words meaning new life...indeed it was a new existence for Mark Vargus, as Valiant Zero.
