Samantha Lee Tanner was born in the small town of Bovill Idaho. She was the middle of three children growing up in the rural town of only a couple hundred folks. Bovill is a high logging town, with trucks rumbling through all day long. Samantha found herself bored in school, with an adept skill of learning things without really trying which got her into plenty of trouble as she would barely pay attention in class, and crack inappropriate jokes to her teachers. Bovill is a very primitive town, almost hailing back to the days of the wild west with a general store, a post office, a gas station and not much else. It was not uncommon to see Sam with a rifle against her shoulder hiking out of the city.
Sam starting shooting at a young age, and was a regular tomboy hanging out mostly with other boys, making fun of girls, playing sports, and shooting. She started out like most, shooting at beer cans, knocking them off fences. However, one day before she started shooting, a squirrel ran across the fence she had lined her cans up on. It only took a squeeze of the trigger and the squirrel was literally no more. From that point on, she knew she enjoyed killing. Squirrels and birds became whatever she could find in the wilderness. Foxes, beavers. However, the though of killing an actual human never once crossed her mind.
Her home life growing up was not extraordinary. In fact it was the antithesis of extraordinary. Her father worked every day in the lumbermill, came home, drank a couple beers while he ate his dinner and t hen watched TV until he was fell asleep in his chair and was prodded to go to bed. Her mother worked at the grocery store. Chores fell on Sam and her siblings, and for Sam her job was to stack wood. She would walk to the woodshed and carry arm loads of wood back to the house for use in the fire during the wintertime. When summer hit, she was responsible for mowing the lawn. When she was done with her chores, she would take her rifle and go out hunting.
She never graduated from school. She was kicked out for repeated disorderly conduct. When she called the principal a fat slob to his face and told him that his wife was banging Ol' Joe down at the gas station on a daily basis, that was the final straw. She was expelled. Her only choice at this point was to join the military, so into the Army she went. While in the military, she passed her GED exam and got her diploma and began to learn how to read people. Basic training was very difficult for her as she was not very good at taking orders, so there was a lot of tongue biting after some initial, and very unsuccessful confrontations. This is where she started to learn how to manipulate her surroundings, something she should have done in school.
She completed basic training, performing very well with weapons. She was sent to Fort Drum, where she ended up in a Criminal Investigations Unit where she worked as an investigator. Her time in CID is really where she picked up the knack for social engineering. It was her job to track AWOL soldiers, computer crimes and high profile thefts. She learned computers for the first time. Not to much the workings of a computer, but how to use the computer and the Internet to find information on almost anything. How to create a web site that would suit her needs for a particular job. She learned to redirect web pages, and to scour web sites for particular email addresses. She could convert almost any email address into a physical address.
She was approaching reenlistment time when the explosion hit. She was stationed in Fort Drum, NY sending shockwaves throughout the state. It was then she heard of "Humanis First!". Part of her job within CID was to investigate soldiers that were part of extremists groups. She began to read the web pages, the propaganda. The more she read, the more she understood and the more she believed what she was reading. It all made perfect sense. Growing up in rural Idaho, she grew up with her share of prejudices, racial or otherwise, so she it is not unbelievable that she'd fall into this belief system. There were more educated individuals who were finding themselves struggling with thier newfound bais, and Samantha was not above them. She found ways to sweep "Humanis First" cases under the carpet, while moving in on the other hate groups.
While being socially inept, Sam found it far easier to pretend to be someone else. It seems that she's far more comfortable in someone else's shoes, than her own. She has a natural ability to fall into a role and take it as far as she needs, having no real morals to fall back on. She leaves the miitary and moves to New York where she applies for and received a job as a courier. She uses her motorcycle to transport packages throughout the city. This allows her access to buildings she wouldn't normally have access to. It also allows her to scope out for evolved who might either on purpose or accidently be flashing around their powers.
The first gig is easy. She saw him torture some girl, then took her purse. Surely, an mentalist of some sort. She sets up on the rooftop, and takes aim. It took her only a few days to track his schedule. He was Mr. Predictability. She gets him in his sights and pulls the trigger. He falls. In this neighborhood, no one will call in a single gunshot. She takes her time putting away the weapon, breaking it down and tucking it away. She picks up the casing. It's the actual bullet she's worried about. The only clue she will have to leave behind. Can't be helped. She slips down the stairs and hops onto her bike, starting it up and zooming off to make another delivery on the other side of town.
She was recently injected with serum that gave her an evolved ability of microwave regeneration, which also messed with her mind and she picked up her assault on the evolved using her given evolved ability.
