Name: Suzanne Ebony 'Jones'
Date of Birth: October 30th 1988
Place of birth: Unsure but speculated to be somewhere in Virginia
Blood Type: A-
Height: 5 foot 7 inches
Weight: 140 pounds
Hair color/length: Brown (depending on season it will have either red highlights or will darken) and the length of her hair stops below the shoulders and has curled bangs.
Hair type: Depending on the length it will either have tight curls when short or loose curls when long, usually starts when the length is past the middle of her neck.
Eye color: Brown (depending on mood the brightness/darkness will vary sometimes)
Facial type: Round
Marks: None that can be seen (unless Loki has been with her lately then there might be a temporary one near her neck)
The girl has perfect vision and requires no corrective lenses. She wears a size 12 jean and is proud of it. She has hips and thick legs but they are in shape thanks to her dancing again to pass the time she wasn't in class or when she wasn't working. She has a strict diet she must follow since dancing is out of the question (being pregnant one must give up many activities). She has a chest that she doesn't mind flaunting which last time she checked she still wore a 36D bra. She has what many would possibly consider and hour glass shape but before she was pregnant had a little fat around the middle, that going away tipped her off about something not being right since her diet didn't change. She has smallish shoulders, slim arms and small hands with long elegant fingers. Perfect for a ballet dancer no?
Languages: English and knows some German and Japanese
Superpowers: None that any are aware of but she can tap into the little bit of magic that Loki left in her pendant.
Family: Mother- alive and institutionalized
Father-alive and institutionalized
Grandmother (mother's side)- dead
Grandfather (mother's side)- alive
Education: Sommerset High School-class of 2006 (Arlington, VA)
Arlington College-transfer (Arlington, VA)
New York City College University-class of 2012 (New York, NY) note: graduated fall semester 2012
Work: New York Public Library-currently on Maternity leave
Stark Industries-Steve Roger's tutor (twice a week)
Current Residence- The Tower (current landlord is Tony Stark)
Thor Odinson- Friend
Natasha Romanov- Friend
Dr. Bruce Banner- Friend
Clint Barton- Friend
Steve Roger-Self proclaimed 'Big brother'
Virginia 'Pepper' Potts- Friend
Maria Hill- S.H.I.E.L.D ally
Tony Stark- Self proclaimed 'Big brother', boss, frienemy
Nick Fury- S.H.I.E.L.D ally (somewhat)
Before moving to New York, or even to Arlington Virginia, she grew up in a little town in Virginia. A town that S.H.I.E.L.D had searched long for until that fateful day they were called in. The only known fact is that it's a two hour car/bus ride away from Arlington. Still it was far enough away from the people Suzanne's parents didn't want snooping around.
One the surface, the family was a clean cut all-american family. One girl, one boy, both parents worked and lived in a respectable community. Though, inside of their home, it told a different story. Her parents were psychologist who at one point worked for Stark Industries. What they did, most are unclear about since they worked under Howard Stark. When Suzanne's mother found out she was pregnant with her and her husbands daughter, it was said that they both resigned suddenly and fled the city and eventually the state.
What no one knew at the time was that they had joined a terrorist organization during their last year of college that was determined to overthrow the United States government. Once word got out that they had let some of the members of the organization in as employees, they alerted the FBI who said there wasn't much they could do since they fled. They were both conspiracy nuts and while her mother wasn't so much of one, she was weak minded and was easily fooled. Her husband not only convinced her of his theories being true, but that they were destined to lead the organizations quest in the overthrowing.
When Suzanne was born, they had actually settled down and almost forgot about the group and what they thought they were to do. For four short years they loved and cherished their daughter until her brother was born. Once her baby brother came into the world, they were contacted again and reminded of their mission. They then sat down one night and decided what they were to do. Suzanne would be trained as an assassin and their son would prevail and become a genius in politics, having many degrees in history and science, things that would give him an edge above the others.
Suzanne, who was only four at the time, didn't understand what it was her parents were trying to do. They realized one day when she messed up that they had no discipline in the house and knew they needed order. Her father refused to beat her though. Instead, he found the smallest closet and locked her in there for 10 to 20 minutes at a time should she need punishing. She was at first scared of the dark linen closet but soon grew use to it and at one point it completely unfazed her.
For two years they would do this. Every time she needed punishment, they'd lock her up in the closet hoping for her to break and just obey. They wouldn't punish her for breaking the dishes or anything that a child would normally do. No, they punished her when she wouldn't obey. They needed her to obey them so that they could start her assassin/spy training.
When she turned six and understood many different things, they changed the way they punished her. They'd still lock her in the empty linen closet but, this time one or the other would stand there for about 5-10 minutes and start to talk to her. They would degrade her and use her insecurities against her. She was a smart six year old who was reading two grade levels ahead and was quite a socializer. But, she always feared that no one would like her or that she wouldn't move along with the rest of the class. So that was what they used.
They continued this type of punishment for years. They also decided to try and rip her creativity apart. Had she been encouraged, she might've been able to draw well, or play an instrument. But her parents would tear it from her, saying that creative acts are not going to help her with her ultimate 'dream'. The only thing creative she was allowed to join was ballet classes. Her grandfather paid for her classes and would make sure that she attended her recitals. He was determined to not let her parents take it away from her. They believed the recitals to be a waste of time and would never go. They only let her take the classes so that she could begin to train her body. She excelled in the world of ballet because she was for once able to. She join the classes at the age of seven when she begged them to let her and said it would be the only thing she'd ever ask her. She kept her word on that since they didn't celebrate her birthday. Only her brothers.
Her brother, from the time he was born, was looked at as the god send child. The one they always wanted. He got away with practically everything and would get what he wanted most of the time. He was punished occasionally but never like Suzanne was. From the age of ten, she started to piece together just what exactly her parents were really. To her, they were monsters that wanted their children to do what they wanted, not the children. During bedtime every night, Suzanne would sneak to her little brothers room and start to talk to him about why he should rebel. He would neglect the ideas saying that their parents just wanted what's best for them both and to listen. He was already lost since they fed their ideology to him since he was born. Still, she was determined to save him and one day run to her grandparents place.
Four more years would go by and eventually it became the same thing, get up in the morning, go to school, go home, if something wasn't right Suzanne would be punished and locked up with one of her parents, and eventually her brother, feeding on her insecurities. Then there was bed and Suzanne was still trying to tell her brother to break free.
One day, at the age of fourteen, she came home holding a book that she had just bought with the little money she saved from doing odd jobs for neighbors. Her father saw it and asked to see it. She handed it to him thinking nothing of it. It was harmless fiction. He tore it up in front of her and started to tell her why he did so. It promoted independent thought and that it wasn't good for women who are dependent such as herself. She started to snap. She retaliated by calling him and her mother on the carpet about everything they had done to her since she was four. She had no friends because every time she found some she liked, they'd make her replace them because they were independent and would give her ideas. The problem, she had been independently thinking for herself for years. She told them of this and her father, for the first time, threw her into the closet and locked the door. It had gotten worse over the years and she nearly had a panic attack. A few hours later, a tired Suzanne heard a voice that told her to run. Run and don't look back.
She found the closet door to be unlocked, possibly thanks to her brother, and bolted out of the house all together. Not bothering to grab money or her purse. She made it to the bus station where the bus driver recognized her and saw something was wrong. He offered to take her to Arlington where her grandparents lived, free of charge and called ahead to that station to have someone alert her grandfather.
Her grandfather picked her up and took her home once the bus arrived. He used his connections in S.H.I.E.L.D to have Agents disguised as movers pick up all of her stuff, which wasn't much thanks to her parents banning most objects that would promote the thoughts of wanting to do her own thing. He won custody of her and started her healing process. The day they won custody of her was the day they found out about the panic attacks. She was in one of the small half baths that they owned when her grandmother locked the door and shut the lights off. This threw Suzanne into such a panic. She never felt like that before in her life. Her heart raced and practically lodged into her throat. She screamed and hollered for someone to release her. She then started to thrash about when her grandfather finally was able to get her out. He didn't know why the door locked from the outside but he managed to calm her and get her to the right doctor to start the medication. Her grandmother had forgotten she was in there and her dementia kicked in. Suzanne never held it against her.
When they enrolled her into the local high school, Suzanne was overwhelmed at first. It was the beginning of the school year and she was landing in the middle of the first month. So she had to readjust to her schedule. Though, that first day was a trick. Phil Coulson was undercover and the school Psychologist and was determined to help her fit in. When they left his office to take her to her first class, she bolted to the library when he was rambling on about his vintage Captain America card collection. When he noticed she was gone it was too late. She was deep in the vast library and hid rather well. She was in the research section and found herself surrounded by mythology books. The one to catch her eye was the Norse Mythology book, which she read for the rest of the school day. When she was found by the librarians, they couldn't help but sympathize with her and found the barcode number for the book so they could check it out for her. When Phil woke her up, the librarians said she could leave with the book and he escorted her home.
The rest of the year was a trick to get her to start expressing herself in ways she was forbidden to before. She was asked to keep a journal to help her vent since she was uncomfortable opening up to others still. She would accumulate many journals and even offered a few for Phil to read. He was stunned by the psychological torment she went through. Because of it, she was shy, reclusive and had social issue he knew would haunt her. Still, he took up the task of being that lost family member she never had and thus started to record many of her events.
For the next three years Suzanne found her life getting slowly better. She found out years ago that her parents wanted her to be an assassin and her brother president of the country. Both dreams that she knew neither her nor her brother wanted. Whether he admitted it or not, he just wanted to go into mathematics and eventually teach. But that would never happen. She found her voice though, her singing voice. A talent she tried to hide but as she practiced and practiced, it became harder to hide. Her grandfather signed her up with a vocal instructor and her voice got better. Her dancing vastly improved too since she was put on pointe after joining a new dance class there in Arlington. Because of this, Phil would convince her to at least dance for the talent shows and use rock music for those and recitals. Her singing though wouldn't be recognized until he has her do an audition tape for a performing arts school in New York. She didn't want to go there and instead found a state college that was close to home. She loved history and could tell you facts about Europe that you wouldn't find in a normal high school textbook.
Her love for Norse Mythology grew over the years as well. She would read and reread Loki's stories. Something she found comfort in. On her graduation day, the librarians gave her a new edition of the book she would constantly check out. She was grateful for most of the staff in school for putting up with her, but mostly Phil. He stuck by her and treated her the way a niece should be treated no matter what.
College for her was interesting. She made a few friends who shared her love of anime, music, and other weird things. They were quite a cast of characters. When her fourth year was coming to an end, she saw the one group she never wanted to see again so long as she lived. Her parents and brother managed to discover where she went to school and decided to play nice. They saw her but she ran before they could talk to her. Her brother found her dorm and tried to convince her to come back. She told him that she was happy and that she hated them all for putting her through such abuse. She then transferred to the one school Phil wanted her to go to all along. She wondered if maybe she should've started there.