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Name: Lucy Cavanah, or Maggie to Suresh.
Age: 20
Age Power Manifested: 17, a test subject for Mohinder
Appearance: Starteling blue eyes, long almost dreadlocked black hair, her back and arms have tattered magpie feathers and wings growing from them.
Power: Ability to fly useing her wings, unstable precog; meaning she sees multiple futures at the same time and cannot tell whitch is the most likely, ability to heal.
Weakness: Becuase of the multiple injections she is unable to control any of her powers, four years of fear and abuse from Mohinder have left her emotionaly unbalanced. Becuase all of her injections were of the defulty fomular they are prone to turn on her. For instance her abilty to heal can somtimes in fact cause cuts to open up on her body, though however much blood she looses she dose not die.
Hero or Villain: Neither, an abused innocent.
History: Lucy was a confidant and social teenager; her dream, to become a professional musician. Her familly think her abduted and killed. In fact she was taken by Mohinder to be a test subject; her late night practiceing depreived him of sleep. Each time her made a new version of the fomular she was his test subject along with other normals who would then be killed. She was kept alive for his amusement only. Now that he has found the correct formular he could dispose of though not kill her. But Lucy's mutations are worse than his; they make his pain bareable.
Other Skills: Classical and jazz singer

In a courner of Mohinders lab there was a cage streaching up to the ceiling high above. Half way up there was a ledge and alcove set back into the wall. Here were an asortment of old rags aranged into a nest and a colection of sparkely items. Bits of silver wrapper and wire. On this crouched Lucy, or Maggie as Mohinder called her for her magpie tendencies and wings. She worried at an open wound caused her her healing ability on her leg and sang odd snipets of opera's and old jazz standerds; constantly twitching nervousely, tears running down her face with the pain.

For four years she had lived in this cage, an amusement and test subject to Suresh for each new version of the fomular but for the correct one whitch might have healed her. A nervouse wreck due to the constant torment she suffered her own powers often hurt her and she cursed the day Mohinder picked her out to be his new test subject. At first she had longed for revenge, now she only longer for death.
But thanks to his expermiments even that had been denied to her.