Angel MacLaren

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Angel MacLaren

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Biographical: Name: Angel MacLaren Aliases: Species: Human Nationality: Confidential Ethnicity: Undisclosed Marital: Single Relatives: None Occupation: Detective Base: Millennium City, Michigan

Physical Traits: Gender: Confidential Age: Confidential Height: 5'6" Weight: 135 Physique: Athletic Hair: Brown Eyes: Green Skin: Tanned Other:

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Affiliations: Group: Confidential Rank: Confidential Other: Confidential Level: N/A User: @Glass-Rose Info

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Early Life I thought I had been through hell growing up as a ward of the state, jumping from foster home to foster home. I never knew what the next family would be like and when I was young, I always hoped that they would be the family that wanted me. The ones that didn't turn me away. Eventually that turned into, "I hope this family has a bed and I don't have to sleep on the floor again." Or "do you think they can cook or will we be eating cereal for dinner every day?" I never made any friends back then either. I mean, why bother when I'd just have to change schools again in a few months? I thought that was hell too.
Escaping the System I thought it was hell when I aged out of foster care and for the first time realized just how alone I was in the world. I had no one to be proud of me for graduating highschool or being in the rangers program for two years. Sure, my mentors on the force were there for me but its different for a kid from the system. All we ever wanted was for someone to want us. In my case, I never got that. When I graduated from the academy and made it onto the Millennium City police force, it was the happiest I had ever been but I still didn't have anyone there for me. I had accomplished a lot and most of it was completely on my own. I had a job waiting tables at a coffee shop in City Center and it paid enough for me to get my own little place. A one bedroom basement under an old brownstone apartment building. The rent was cheap and no one bothered me there. So when I looked out at the crowd at my graduation and saw everyone's families, all the pride and support for everyone except me, something finally snapped and I knew I needed to go looking for my Ma, the woman who got rid of me the day I was born.
Finding The Truth It took years to track her down but I finally did it. Her name was Crystal Blevins and her address was right in Millennium City but when I tried her apartment (which looked like it needed to be condemned) a neighbor told me she was at St. Mary's hospital and she wasn't doing too good, "so if she owes you money, you ain't getting it." the woman said before she slammed the door on me. I thought it was hell walking into that hospital room and seeing this woman who had my nose and my hair laying there unconscious with her breathing ragged and her skin scarred and infected from years of shooting up. She was skinny and I could see we were the same height. Her hair was the same color as mine but only shoulder length. She may have been pretty at one time but the years and the drugs had not been kind to her. I put my hand on hers,"Ma?" And suddenly Crystal Blevins eyes shot open and her skin lost all its color, "You." She coughed, "Angel." I couldn't tell if she was happy or upset that I was there because she started to cry. I've never been much of a crier but seeing her tears made me wish I was.
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