I don't have a name. Well, technically I do, but it is only a number. I was an experiment, you see, and it altered me. They took a deceased body of a child and made it live. They made it me. They gave me powers by mixing my DNA with that of a creature known as Wendigo. I have retractable two-inch claws, I can pass people in three fractions of a second, I have fangs, and I have a very short temper. But, they wanted more. They wanted more out of me. They mixed my DNA with a Raven, put more of the Wendigo DNA in me, they put chemicals in me. I now have wings, I can summon and control the elements, and I can do this...awful trick when I lose control of the Wendigo. I eventually escaped at 16 years old. I became a vigilante called Nightmare. But then I got on S.H.EI.L.D.'s radar. My name is Subject 232, and this is my story. (Previously Mortem Inspiration- Vengeance by _quirky_ and Season 1 Episode 2 of Supernatural)