My name is Karima Shapandar. I didn't know that 5 minutes ago. The Prime Sentinel program took my memories from me, and I am only now getting them back.
I was a detective in the Indian National Police Force. I was good at my job. Good enough that the Chief of Police assigned me to be the bodyguard of his son Neal.
I discovered that people were being transformed into Prime Sentinels, cyborg sleeper agents disguised as humans, designed to hunt down and kill mutants.
Worse, I discovered I was a Prime Sentinel as well. That's when the programming dropped over me like a shroud, and I lost myself. Only now do I realize what was done to me.
My bones and muscles were torn from me, replaced with carbonized titanium and reactive polymer. They filled me with plasma weapons, blades, bombs, disruptors, and sensors. So many sensors.
Right now I am tracking all 21,438 people in a mile radius around me. I can hear their heartbeats. Several of them are mutants, and their presence is like an itch in my brain. An itch I refuse to scratch.
I will never be fully human again, but I will also never be their tool. Call me Omega Sentinel if you wish. But my name is Karima, and I am an Avenger.
