Name : "Mr. Blight"; originally Sergei Trotsky
Age : 18
Appearance : An impossibly clean, classy young man dressed in the most generic business suit one could buy (save for the fact it's impossibly clean, including the lack of lint, scuffs, and other normal markings. The only thing that could arouse suspicion is the fact that all his buttons (Ducat-grade Aurum) are fashioned to appear as biohazard signs and the guitar case he insists to carry around with his person, regardless of circumstances. He stands at 6'2, and weighs a fit 150 lb. He has dark brown hair, pale blue eyes, and a fair skin tone. If not a little handsome, one would say he's incredibly normal.
Superpowers : His signature mark in crimes make many think of him as a sort of a whiz with toxins and biochemical weapons, hence the title Mr. Blight, but in fact, his capabilities expand much more than just the ones described above. In his faux-identity, Sergei is in fact an antiques trader, buying damaged relics and returning them in pristine shape and forms, so long as they were made of a pure substance. So long as he has a small amount of a certain substance, he could transform parts, if not the whole, of a given object into that substance.
While, in theory, this would lead to a dilemma akin to the Mitas Touch, his limit is by the volume and purity of the substance, in addition to the expenditure of stamina. These limits, combined with the clandestine nature of his hobbies and occupations, renders him unable to maximize the extent of his powers without betraying suspicion in one way or another.
Story :
Sergei is the illegitimate grandson of Leon Trotsky, one of the Bolsheviks who actually wanted to help the people via communism. Under the name of Smirnoff, Sergei was spared from a series of secret purges that would eliminate the last of Stalin's enemies, long after the dictator's death.
Well, almost.
Sergei and his foster family were swept in a series of tests that rendered the less-than-a-dozen membered clan dead, all except for him, He was freed after the KGB did a raid, but after he was done being hospitalized, he had no place to go to; he had not exhibited his powers by then, and he was such a broken young boy by then.
It was when he was picked up at the age of 6 by man of little-remembered description, and was sent to live nearby the Titans under the guise of being a normal boy.
But you see, crime grows much faster than it can be stopped. It was inevitable by then that under this man's care and the violent nature of the city that Sergei grew up as a sort of underdog in the crime world, if not only for the fact that Sergei became the perfect assassin by learning how to replicate poisons that conventionally should've ended even him.
When the guardian left him at the age of 16, Sergei had free rein over his life from there. His lack of income leashes him to "the business", as he usually calls it, though he plans to build a reputation in the antique business as soon as he could.
This proves difficult between keeping an identity of repute and his ever-more enticing assignments promising him big cash, including targets like the Teen Titans...