Post by Zacharia "The Raven" Sholl on Dec 3, 2009 13:51:35 GMT -1
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage::
''Zacharia Damon Sholl!!
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Fatal embrace of the bloodred waters
The cradle of infinite gloom
The spell to master this Earth
Carven on an infant's tomb.
Hold the press!!
Don't go wasting all your applause just yet, save some for Philly. They have been treading the floorboards for exactly 22 years and they have been totally Female!! S/he has been in the spotlight roughly yeeears, and they're loving it!!
And now for the good stuff!!
We have a new kid on the block, going by the name of Zacharia Damon Sholl, Goldwyn , but only their mother calls them that; you can call them Zach – The Raven! Rumour has it this dude is a totally hoopy frood; so Mum's, lock up your daughters!! They've been cruising the streets of Birmingham for 62 years now, after coming into this god forsaken world on October 13th.
Here's the vitals!!
Race:: Elemental - Aria
Special Abilities::
1) Wind manipulation – Ability to change paths of wind and strengthen or weaken wind currents. Can manipulate wind when throwing items to control where they go – more speeding along a set path rather than something like telekinesis.
2) Super Speed – Ability to move with extreme speed and dexterity.
3) Puppet Master - The ability to control the motor functions of people and objects
Family:: Family of the Fallen
Position in the Family:: Teacher
The physical!!
The hair:: His hair his a dirty brown/blonde colour, simular to his mother and always kept a little too long.
The eyes::Stark green.
The body::Athletic and very well toned.
The style::Light colour shirts, sometimes in pastel colours and simular matching trousers... as unthreatening as possible.
The looks::
Zach is a picture perfect man, he is tall around 6”5 and well built, but he is nothing more than a cute cuddly teddy bear. He loves kids and they love him back, he dresses and acts in such a non-threatening manner that it is virtually impossible to think he is anything but perfectly kind and gentle. He is the picture of trustworthy and makes people generally feel safe by his mere presence. It was one of the reasons why kids seem to flock to him.
The mental!!
The likes:: Blades, Murder and good steak.
The dislikes:: Dragon, Idiot and over-protective parents.
The hopes:: To drive Dragon so mad he kills himself, to be able to continue with his killings un-disturbed and to find out more of his real father.
The fears:: To get caught the way his father was, that Dragon simply wont see his messages, that he may accidentally do the same thing Dragon did.
The talents:: Knifeplay, Dancing and Lying. Zach can even by-pass most peoples abilities when it comes to Lie detection purely because lying is truth to him.
The bad habits:: Playing with pens and pencils, flipping them around in his hands. Drinking a lot of coffee and forgetting to sleep. Singing a long to songs when there is no music.
The attitude::
On the outside he is picture perfect. The perfect man who is perfect with kids. Behind that, he is hollow. He enjoys to kill, it makes him feel alive, adrenaline and the thought or ending some one else's life. The hunt between kills, finding the perfect person and his calling card to the Dragon. These are the only things in life that hold any meaning too him, the rest is just a series of lies and masks he holds up so he can continue to kill.
The rest!!
The parents:: Sandra and Damon Goldwyn (Deceased)
The siblings:: None
The others:: None
The social class:: High before his mother was killed. Now he is between working and middle, having enough money to function from his job.
The history::
Damon Goldwyn was a strange man. His father killed in a war Damon could not wrap his head around, and his mother died in child birth. Everyone say it was the heart break that killed her. Damon wouldn't know anything about that, he always felt as if the world was moving too slow, there where connections everywhere an no one could see them. It frustrated him no end. Damon's IQ was way of the charts if any one had bothered to test it. He was however just a foster child of the families. No one really liked spending time with the strange child so people just... didn't. He worked out early on that if he pretended every one was good to him. He got what he wanted.
He was 17 when he made his first kill. It had been another elemental. A little messy too at that – but he cleaned up well. He was smart, he knew how to clean up a crime scene. There was nothing to point to him. And he got away with it. That simple act set him on a path that lasted for 127 years of murder. Damon was the only person who knew how many he had killed, no one knew how many they were. Some where found, but only cause he loved to fuck with the family. The knew there was a serial killer but they hid it, the covered it up for him half of the time.
There was nothing they could do.
Around 62 years ago the killings dried up. The Family just believed he was hiding his kills again. They where still looking for a way to end him. But they couldn't tell anyone. It drove them mad... but 62 years ago, Damon stopped caring. He had found his mate, and she was pregnant. His boy was born October 13th, 10 Months, 5 days and 3 hours since he had last killed.
His mother was also another Aria, she was tall, blonde and a goddess. One that had no idea who Damon was beneath the mask. Damon was struggling. He was missing the kill, the hunt, the blood. Killing had become the best way to cover the black mess that was inside him. He could hide it from Sandra, he was an expert at hiding. Sandra however was brining him into the light. Making him visit people, people where beginning to remember him. Every bone is his body screamed out against it. His monster wanted to kill, but people knew his face, his voice... and people didn't trust him already. It was risky. It was her fault.
He sat and did nothing, due to his son. Damon loved his son, Zach was like a miniature version of him, there was virtually none of his mother in him at all except for the hair. Something about hair... people would look at his son and Just see Sandra... but if you looked in his eyes it was a mirror of Damon. Few people had ever really met Zach, he was a shy boy and he was nervous around everyone who wasn't his father. Due to this few people even knew he existed. Zach was a daddy's boy through and through. He never really got along with his politicking mother. In fact Zach never even noticed that she had gone when Damon killed her.
It had been a sloppy killing. It had been 4 years, 11 months 3 days and 1 hours since he had last killed.
When he was packing up the body he didn't know he was being watched. He'd heard the family had hired a person who was built to deal with people like him. He didn't know that the man had been looking into his previous killings. He had been tracking Damon and narrowing down his suspicions. It was just bad luck that it had been this day the Dragon had chosen to tail Damon Goldwyn. The night Sandra Goldwyn was chopped into pieces and buried in a local park. Dragon had his target... but Dragon didn't know Damon had a son.
It had been 3 days since he had last killed...
In less than an hour, he would be killed.
Damon had just put his son today, after several stories... Zach never went to sleep easily. He just wanted to spend more and more time with his dad and Damon was that much of a sap to let it happen. With Sandra out of the way he could be with his son properly, he could enjoy times like this without her nagging at him. Just as he quietly back his way out of the room of his sleeping son, pulling the door closed with a silent click he said goodbye to his son. Because Damon was smart as he had heard his door being opened. He knew enough about the elusive Dragon that this was his pattern. Damon knew the pattern would probably change soon, it was getting more and more refined with eat passing kill the man did. In a different situation, Damon might of shared a beer with the man. Damon killed to cause silence in the black, Dragon killed with wicked, the evil and the wrong doers or the world. Dragon killed the people like him.
Damon knew this but he wasn't about to make it easy. He had killed... hundreds of people. He was not about to be put to death in his sleep like an ailing pet. He wasn't past his time, he had just been on a hiatus. The fight was brutal. Fire to air to fire is never a good combination. They both seemingly kept the fire to the minimum, neither wanting to make too much noise. Dragon because he knew there were neighbours that would call the police and interrupt him. Damon because he didn't want to wake up his son in the other room.
One thing Damon had not take into account was the unrequited rage that lay with the Dragon. There was a lot of blood, and pain and in the end Damon lost his vow of silence screaming in pain shortly before Dragon snapped his neck. The room was a mess, there was blood everywhere and dragons was wiping the remains of blood of his hands when a door clicked open. Nearly acting on impulse Dragon was about to go for the person trying to sneak up on him. Thinking it was an accomplice of the dead Arian on the floor. He froze dead on the spot when a four year old boy walked into the room, carrying his blanket with him at the same time.
He stared at Dragon for a minute or so before Zacharia's eyes took in the devastation of the room. It took a few seconds before his eyes connected with his fathers broken body on the floor. The only noise since Damon's death rattle was Zach's cry of Daddy. As Zach ran to his father he skidded on the floor, covering his pyjamas in blood. That had seemingly been the last straw for Dragon and he had fled the building, leaving the four year old child to cry over his dead fathers corpse.
Zach was taken in by a human family after the police found the crime scene. He hadn't been on many records anyway and everyone forgot about him. It was a tragedy. Sandra and Damon where dead, not enough people who knew they had a son cared to voice it and Sandra's family was still angry at there daughters death. Zach found his abilities and had to hide them, he wasn't encouraged as he should have been. He went in and out of foster families as he began to pull away from everything. Thinking that he was wrong. He didn't even know elemental existed.
He was 15 when his memories started to come back, he remembered his father and how he seemed to be able to do magic. He had amazing abilities that where similar to his, so he started researching his parents. He was intelligent, similar to his father in many respects even though he didn't know it. So it was easy for him to hack into the police files and find out what was going on. He didn't get much, but he got a name.
Zach ran away and started asking questions, until he stumbled onto the Elemental community. They had there own version of social services and didn't know how the young Zacheria had slipped out of the system. The only Zach they had on file had died age 4 but the surnames didn't match, that Zach had been a Goldwyn, this kid, was a Sholl. Zach didn't mention his father and he had chose a common surname in place for his actual surname, even though he now knew his name, he also knew what he was. It was funny but the elemental's didn't keep their files under enough supervision either. He knew his father had been killing for over 127 years, he knew it had been the longest run a elemental serial killer had ever had.
He should have been disgusted, and he should of hated it, but it didn't. Things made sense now. It had been like he had his entire life struggling underwater and he was finally able to breath. The helpful social worker even helped him get a nice new birth certificate with his new name. She practically re-created his life for him whilst all the time blaming the human social system for why he had been lost. They set him up with a house and he spent time with people mastering his abilities, they put him through college when he hit 18 years old and he was functioning well on his own. The nice social lady had gotten him a trust fund, feeling the need to make his life a little easy for him now after the last 15 years. He had no family so his parents slots of the birth certificate where left blank.
He was 18 when he first killed. His first kill was a recreation of his fathers death – he did it to bring back all the memories. He remembered now, the man who killed his father. He remembered his eyes and his face, and how the man left a four year old child sat in his fathers blood. It didn't take long to find him again, he was the Dragon, the Hunter. The Harbinger. He was a serial killer, but with a licence.
Over the next 10 years Zach spent his time perfecting his technique. Dumping his kills in an underwater cavern where they where highly unlikely to be found. He perfected his ways and then settled into a nice pattern. Killing to keep the monster in him at bay whilst he made the world around him think he was pure as pure. He became a teacher for children with abilities. He was a cautionary tale now you see – Zach only had one ability. Wind manipulation. As far as the world knew the rest of his abilities where held back by his human foster situation. He was too pure and kind for anyone to dare insult him over it however.
He was the teacher which every kid loved, even the pains in the backsides that drove other teachers mad. They all loved him, he was like their father away from home. Even though the healers dealt with all injuries it was common for the kids to run to him first. He was perfect and pure in every single way. A god send to the school and to the elemental community.
On the flip side of the knife he had an obsession with knives, with blood and with killing. When he hitage 52 the killings weren't enough. The sick feeling in his stomach not going away and it was getting harder to function. The nightmares came back. His fathers death cry, the blood. The man who ruined his life and shattered his family. The man was still operating, was still alive. Was still killing the wicked.
He turned to the innocent. He started with those connected to the Dragons killings. Zach wanted Dragon to know he was there. That there was some one beyond his reach of capture. If Dragon even tracked him down? Zach was the model of a perfect pre-school teacher. He couldn't hurt a fly and he only had one pathetic ability.
The first person he killed was a young woman, around 19 or so. Her boyfriend was an abusive idiot and had gotten involved with human affairs, he had killed 4 humans in one night. Sloppy work. He got the attention of the Dragon who ended him. Not sloppy like he had been all those years ago. A clean kill with the dragon emblem left on his side. The woman hadn't really been 100% since, but she was coping. She had been easy to catch. He used his puppet master ability to paralyse her in place when she had gotten out of her car. It hadn't taken much to get into her house, his super speed wouldn't show up on cameras and her locks where pathetic. He was sat in her living room and forcing her to walk into her own house under his compulsion. When her door clicked shut he was at her side, running his gloved hand over her cheek.
Zach was smart, there would not be a single trace of him here when he was done. He never killed fast, and the walls and carpet where covered with plastic wrap so it was going to be bloody. It was always better when people thought you killed else where and had just dumped a body. The blood he drained from her was poured down the toilet. When he was done and cleaned up the living room, he left her in the middle of the carpet, laid out and cut in several places but no longer bleeding. All the blood used up and flushed down the drain, leaving a pale white corpse in a perfectly clean room. A black Raven feather resting on her forhead.
The first few kills where kept quiet. But it didn't take long for the rumours to start. The Dragon killed the wicked and the Raven killed the innocent. Zach knew who The Dragon was, Aiden Catsby. The Raven wanted his revenge. He wat getting it... bit by bit.
The rest!!
The RP sample::
T'is the addict back for more.
