Cross Fuuga

[!Super Sniper!]

"I'll show you how lukewarm the Hell you came from really is!"

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thebasics;;;

Name: Cross
Age: 16

 
19[Time-Skip]
 21 [Adult]
 31 [Next-Gen]
Gender: Female 
Birthdate: October 31
Generation: First-Gen 
Status: Single

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theaffiliations;;;


Organization: The Pack (Composed of Lycos, Debiru, and her)
Residence: Shifuto Hiru
Career Field: Law Enforcement
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Place of Profession: Everywhere.
Current Team:
She doesn’t have a team, as she purposely flunked out of the ninja academy.
Blood Relations:
Lycos (Younger brother)
Gaiya (Mother, whereabouts unknown.)
Vitrus (Father, deceased)
Affairs:
None.
Friendly Faces:
Lycos (Brother... I gave up my soul for you, so behave, god damnit!)
Debiru (So, you’re in our little pack now, huh? I’ll tolerate you.)
Enemies :
Anyone and everyone.[/font]

theeducation+health;;;

Literacy: Low
Schooling: Pre-K - 7th
Long-Term Diseases: Lycanthropy
Allergies: None
Vaccines: None
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theculture;;;

Religion:Beleives in devils and demons alone, questions the existance of a god.
Beliefs: Kill or be killed.
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theabilities;;;

Strengths: Strong, with good endurance.
Weaknesses: Cannot use magic, other than shapeshifting (and even that is limited and extremely painful).
Weapon of Choice: Cutlass (when human), and claws (when wolf)
Powers: She has the ability to turn into a wolf.[/font


thequirks;;;

favorites;//

Colours?: Black
Movies?: Silver Bullet
Songs?: Shut Up and Explode by Boom Boom Satellites
Books?: Salem’s Lot by Stephen King
Food?: Steak
Drink?: Root Beer

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likes;//

♥ Night
♥ Praying
♥ Mythical Creatures
♥ Hunting
♥ Collecting Souls
♥ Kurojaki

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dislikes;//

N Day
N Warmth
N Insanity
N Most people
N People who stare
N Frisbees

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randomtidbits;//

Drink?: No
Smoke?: Yes
Orientation: Heterosexual
Fears:
Her brother losing control and not being able to stop him

Dying before she can give Kurojaki a thousand souls

She’s abrasive, to say the least.
Get on her bad side and you’ll have scars to match hers.
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thebackground;;;

prologue;//

Let’s see if you can guess the moral of this story, shall we?

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chapterone;//

Cross was born on one stormy Halloween.
And no, she wasn’t cursed by angry demons or anything.
Her birthday just so happened to be an extreme coincidence for the poor girl.
Her parents were two ninjas: Gaiya an earth-based ninja, and Vitrus an electricity based ninja. Both were highly successful Jounins.
They were so proud of their precious child.


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chaptertwo;//

Their sweet little girl was growing up, and their pride turned to mild confusion at her strange reaction to the toys she was given. Dolls' heads were ripped off and buried in hopes that they would attract bugs.
Cross spent all of her time digging up bugs and playing with them. She preferred leeches above all others, which really freaked her parents out.
They tried taking her to a shrink.
The shrink came out, twitching and after a shaky conversation with Gaiya and Vitrus, fled the village.
Still, even with her coal black eyes that were laced with red, she looked moderately innocent.

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chapterthree;//

Of course, when her little brother Lycos was born, she took him under her wing.
Her parents had just fought against a large pack of werewolves. Vitrus was killed. The pack leaders dying words told them about the curse now over their offspring.
The next children they had would become werewolves.
Of course their six year old daughter was unaware of this.

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chapterfour;//

One night when she was nine, Cross snuck Lycos outside to dig for worms at night.
It was a full moon.
Cross’s shrieks rang throughout the tiny village as her tiny, now monstrous brother, was tearing her apart.
Had her mother not been a medical ninja, she would have died.
Her petite body was now laced with scars, her black hair ragged.
She didn’t care.
No one called her ‘cute’ anymore.
And no one even cared when she flunked out of ninja school! It was perfect for her.

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chapterfive;//

She tried to hate her brother. But she couldn’t.
She only hated what he did.
Cross cared. And she was not about to let anyone hurt him. Or let him hurt anyone.
So every night until he was seven and she was thirteen, she would lock him up at night, and never sleep to prevent his escape.
But she got sick of it.

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chaptersix;//

One day, while her mother was on a mission, she took him away. Her mother was negligent, so she thought.

She took him away to an ancient palace.
The palace of the werewolves her parents had killed.
She wanted a cure.
Cross merely got another curse.

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chapterseven;//

She reached the alter with Lycos, the place littered with bones of canines and humans and something in between.
This was the work of her parents?

“Hello child.” A gravely voice said, coming from near the alter.
Cross approached the alter, freaked out.
Placed directly in its center was a large cutlass, silver with a black hilt, surrounded by blood, yet there was not a drop on it.
“I know why you’re here, child.”
“Hm. Can you help then?” She said to the voice, her voice solid with resolve.
“In a way, yes… Yes I can.”
“Good. I’m Cross.”
“I’m Kurojaki.”

Such simple words were the beginning of her deal with the Black Devil.


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chaptereight;//

So, she pulled the cutlass out of the stone, and discovered Kurojaki was contained in this weapon.
He could not cure her brother, but he could help control him.

Kurojaki was the pack of werewolves’ ancient guardian, a demon.
Her parents had imprisoned him and killed his entire pack.
One thousand followers were killed.
So, in exchange for the ability to control Lycos, she had to give him a thousand souls to absorb to release him from the sword..
She didn’t hesitate with her answer.
“Yes.”
And with that word, she was granted the ability to turn into a wolf and communicate with werewolves.
Now she could help her brother!

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currently;//

Both Cross and Lycos now live in Shifuto Hiru, and have formed a small pack. They joined up with Debiru, and are now living in borderline peace. Cross takes the souls of people beyond help, those who do evil, or just know too damn much.
Also, she began to dress in the Gothic-Lolita style as a sort of secondary childhood. [/font]


thearchive;;;

None yet.
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