X's Reff

Name: Ray Nelson

Nicknames: X , RayRay, Xray

Rank: S-class

Guild: Sabertooth

Sex: Male

Race:White

Sexuality: Bisexual

Age: 17

Height: 6’2

 Physical Appearance: Tall, Handsome . Blonde hair that falls a little past his eyes, Green sharp like cat eyes.

Birthday: July 20 1997

Birth place: Chicago

Breed: V2 (the new vampires)

likes: singing, tree climbing, reading, swimming, baseball, running, boxing, Video games, Card games, Handcuffs

dislikes: Bullies, Math, smoking, rich people,  baking, playing football, sluts, stuck up people,

type of songs: rock, hip hop, rap sometimes pop

Crush (s): none

Girlfriend(s): Night

Boyfriend(s):Kyle

wife (s): none

Tattoos: front on his chest (looks like a radioactive symbol) and all over his back

wounds: a big gash of a X on his side (The gash was made to kill)

Weapon (s): Two small daggers strapped to his back legs, One giant large sword.



Mom~ Kate

Dad~ none left his mom

Stepfather: Ron

Brother~ none

sister (step) Izzy she is 3

kids~ (none yet)




Personality

Clam~ is hard to get mad

Respectful~  is kind and nice to people who don't give him a reason to hate them

Battle ready~ is up for any fight

Smart~ he is one of the smartness people he knows (lol)

Fast~ he is super fast (faster than light)

Cool~ fun cool person to be around relaxe often

Fit~ loves to work out 

funny~ he loves jokes and he smiles often

impatient~ he hates waiting

Trustful~ he never lies unless he has to

protective~ of the ones he loves



weakness: very bright lights and hot places



Background

My mother screams for me, I race up the steps of the basement. She turns her eyes were like flames staring deep into my soul. I guess i had it coming when she took more than 10 blows to my head,  fell to the ground screaming for help. I could hear her screaming “ I am a bad boy” I repeat her words. She purred, happy that she won and walks off leaving me to bleed.


I was young at the time 5 years old, without my father.If i could i saw him once a year on T.V he was a warrior a hero something that i wanted to be. My younger sister Izzy she was 3, she never got hit from mother or my step father. Who would beat me with the bat, chain anything he could get his hands on.


I push off the ground spitting out the blood, I glance at the time. It was around 3, i rush to the bathroom but it was too late. My step father was there he beat me to the door.  “What are you doing bastard kid?” he snarls, I back away and he grabs a pot of flowers and throws it at my head. I fall down and he slaps me across my face before going into the bathroom, i hold my face.


Once i had tried to run away, but the cops found me in a trashcan. Giving me to mother who beat me till i could not left my finger,i could only repeat her words that i was a bad boy.  Once she had cut my hair all off and made me stand outside in the cold with just boxers on, i had frostbit all up my thin legs. They would work me all summer long, until i blacked out once only to wake up to my mother beating me. Other times when my Coz would come over (once in two years) she would only let me sit watching them play. I felt lonely and cold all the  time down in the basement.


I run down in the basement grabbing a knife from the corner down there, i hold it to my neck. My heart was racing at top speed, i could end my life right here right now i thought to myself. I toss it to the side and sit down crying it hurt to cry my face hurt. All of this was normal everyday the same thing happens.


I had tried to kill my self, in the boys bathroom i slit my arms and sat there, i was passing out when a teacher found me i was out of class for too long. They took me and helped me, my mother took me home a week later and beat me once more screaming .. “i am a bad boy” was all i could say.


My mother made me grown to hate my self and pushed me to get good grades the teachers loved me but that never stopped mother from beating me for getting A’s


Once she was drunk with my step father and they played a little ‘’game’ setting a apple on my head and throws knife at me. they hit me two times in the face.


But i guess i was saved, in a way less pain walking home from school when a black van pulled up, they took me away to stick needles in me, They made me who i am today a monster….

The snow was light and a male with soft blonde hair, dark skin, green snake eyes and a handsome look to him walked across the woods alone. At the sound of a mocking bird calls he flicked his head left from him, his face dull from no sleep. He grabs onto a tree climbing up to the very top, he sits there waiting. His eyes locked on the ground below watching every move every blow of snow landing on the ground. He was scanning around the open space between the two big oaks, and then it happen. It was so fast , faster than light itself but it was in slow motion for both of them.


A deer ran out, the man jumped down in front of it, the deer could not even think before the man bite into the deer, blood flowing down the deer into his mouth. They drop down together  the man on the deer drinking its blood away, but in the far back he could hear the people. the people who hate him, who want to kill them hunting him down.


He wakes up in a small tank, filled with this red watery stuff. He was strapped up to wires he glances out of the clear glass he was in a lab, he looked down he grown, long legs, naked, his skin looked super soft, he gasps and looks up. He saw him self in the reflection of the glass, his once dark green normal eyes were now sharp green snake eyes, his clean white teeth, were long sharp and fang like. His blonde hair was so soft looking and he was...handsome. No cuts on his face nothing, he could see on top of that. The scary part he had tattoos all up and down his chest and back. He had this weird thrust, something he never felt before. He sees someone walk in, and walk to his tank writing something on a clipboard, he no longer would have felt fear this time he felt mad, he grabs on to the wires pulling out, he glances down. No blood, he kicked the glass one,two, three the man ran, four, five it brakes. he falls out and lands, he felt more powerful then ever more stronger. He turns grabbing a long lab jacket he puts it on running down the hallway, he got out no longer later. He was shoot at but the bullets seem to fall off of his skin, he was on a idland. He took a deep breath and jumped falling falling down down into the icy cold water.



They call them V2, the new vampires who are better. he was tested on, but that was not the worst part. His own mother locked him out of his own home, alone and cold.


That was me, the monster me.

What a V2 is


a V2 is a second generation vampires. There looks change into something more hot, eyes turn into snake eyes, there teeth are all fangs. when they are done feeding they no longer have the blood still in them, they also eat human food if they want. They are stronger, faster, and better. They often hide their eyes and fangs mocking the normal human look. They can see thereself  in a  reflection. They can hear things from far away and also smell them for far away. He is also known as a daylight vampire that hunts in both day and night, there hungr is very strong but once feed they are more happy. If they wait too long they start to rock and talk to themselves and then they snap.

When they are really hurt their skin turns purple.