As a freshman in high school, he was the JV first-string quarterback, one of the top 3 members of the track team, and in the top 10 power-lifters.   His grades did not suffer, though they didn’t improve either, and he maintained a B+ average.  He continued to be a star athlete through his sophomore and then junior years, though his grades started failing; it was at this time that he lost his father and two of his brothers in a car accident.  They were on the way to watch him at a Track Meet when a train broadsided them.

The months following, Jordan became sure he could hear the ghosts of his dead father and brothers talking to him, the only time he was able to block this ‘insanity’ was when he was in the adrenal high of pushing his body beyond its limits.  On the last football game of the season his junior year, even this was not enough.  The harder he pushed himself, the more the voices seemed to be pushing back.  Towards the end of the final quarter, with his team up by quite a few touchdowns, Jordan snapped.  He had just caught the ball and was about to throw it when a dam broke open, and thousand of voices were shouting at him from inside his head.

He forgot all about the game, forgot to throw the ball.  He turned and ran down the field, the wrong way, covering the 70 yards in a few breaths.  When he ran out of field, he turned and barreled through the fence, out into the parking lot.  The ball fell from his grasp in the parking lot, but still he ran.  His helmet was found discarded a few blocks away, in the middle of the street.   His body was recovered nearly 3 miles down the road, a shattered remnant of the athletic young man he had been.

When he came out of the coma, nearly a year later, he remembered quite clearly everything that had happened, both before and during his coma.  He told others that it was as if he had been floating above his body for 10 months, able to see and hear everything and everyone that had come to visit him.  He was given a home-school course from the high school while he went through physical rehabilitation, and in just a few more months graduated.

It was another year before he was walking, and then it was with a limp.  He was unable to do anything athletic anymore, and so he forced his energies into more mental pursuits, using sheer effort to overcome whatever he lacked in brainpower.  In only 4 years he had a masters degree in Business, with two Bachelors degrees, in Economics and Political Sciences.  Collegiate pursuits were not his only avenue of growth during those years, however.   Jordan came to understand the ‘Ghosts’ were undeveloped telepathic powers.  He spent time developing these powers, and had become quite proficient at using them to aid in his studies, as well as in his persuasiveness.

He had no lack of career choices when he graduated, head of his class, and chose a relatively small company – which surprised many.  The company was a fairly new marketing venture, only about 7 years old.  He applied himself to this company just as he had to college, and within two years it was his.  Not having much capital to work with, he begged and borrowed, and expanded the company to begin handling market investments as well; using his extensive client base to gain a ready assortment of wealthy investors.

At this too he succeeded, and within 5 years of graduation had bought out the top three companies who he had been marketing, now the head of a rather large conglomeration of businesses; a Marketing firm, an investment firm, a used car dealership (with 4 locations across the state), a small radio station, and a tire manufacturing company.  He quickly used his businesses to grow each other, having free advertising on the radio; readily accessible tires for his used cars; used tires to recycle from the dealerships; and a marketing agency to handle all his other ventures.

At only 27 years old, he had repaid all of his debts, given his mother a nice retirement, and was independently wealthy, if not ridiculously rich – he was able to comfortably live solely off of the returns on his current vestments.  But he was not satisfied.  He was driven, still the budding star athlete who had been a top pick for either Olympic stardom on the tracks, or a professional football career.  Jordan began looking for any possible way to restore his broken body to its once amazing condition.  Through constant exercise, his strength was almost that of an average person, but he was still horribly slow and had bad reflexes.  His balance was off, and his limp limited him to a slow walk.

So it came to be a year later that he started funding several college research teams in the areas of robotics and cybernetics.   These grants and scholarships soon unified into a small organization.  The crude robotics he licensed out to assembly line factories, and worked out deals to supply his chain of car dealerships with cheap automobiles in exchange for furnishing several car-manufacturing plants. One month ago, on his 31^st birthday, he achieved a limited success.  The SUIT came to be.  Partially implanted into his body, mostly worn externally, the SUIT allowed him to run again; in fact he could quite literally fly with it.  He was stronger than he had ever been before, and his life was fulfilled.

For about two days.  Then he realized he no longer had a purpose.  While it was fun to run, fly, and lift the occasional car above his head, he would never win an Olympic medal or be drafted into the NFL with this suit.   He needed a driving force in his life again.  Something to pursue, something that would make him feel good about himself, but also something that would make others remember his name with awe once more.

He needed to become a Hero.