Stephan ° Alestor Esme ° Delacroix
»I:.Steph, Lestor, Croix, and whatever else you can come up with.
»»II:.Zenith
»»»IIl:.twenty, almost twenty-one
»»»»IV:.I'm all male sweetheart!
»»»»»V:.July Thirteenth
»»»»»»Vl:.Hmm, the guys tickle my fancy.
»»»»»»»VlI:. Um…well, My partners brother is really something...But the infamous Vigilante is also something…
»»»»»»»»VlII:.»1« »2« »3« »4« »5«
»»»»»»»»»IX:.Most of my powers are physical powers, with the odd psi-power. I can morph into animals, any animal that I‘ve seen. I can turn myself invisible by thinking about it (though I‘ve got to lose the clothes, or else it‘s kinda pointless). And the last power is I‘m a Medium. I can both see and speak with the dead. But no one knows, no one other than Claudi.
»»»»»»»»»»X:.I am the ever so amazing Mister Confused
One°One is Three//Three is Five//Five is Four//Four is the cosmic number
Where to start…Okay, My name is Stephan Alestor Esme Delacroix, but most know me as Zenith. I was born July thirteenth, on a Friday. Gasp! Bad joo joo right? I don’t think so! Anyway, I was born to a lovely mother and father, by the names of Jessica and Maury Delacroix. When I was sixteen, my baby brother was born. Pretty ordinary right? Eh, not so much. See, dad had no super powers, none like the ones my mother and I have. He was an average Joe that fell for my mom like a ton of bricks, or so we thought, but I‘ll explain that later. My baby brother is four, and he’s adorable with red hair and gray eyes. So far he hasn’t shown any signs of having powers, and it worries my mum a little bit. She keeps saying he’s just a late bloomer whenever we talk or see one another. Mom and I have a rocky sort of relationship, and therefore we don’t see a whole lot of each other than at work. The only time I really see her is when she let’s, yes lets me baby sit.
Two°Two is Three//Three is Five//Five is Four//Four is the cosmic number
Many people know my by the name Zenith. It’s the name I go by while I’m on duty, if you will. See, I am apart of The League, you know, the massive organization for super heroes? I am, what other people consider, to be one half of the biggest super heroes of my time, along with my partner Claudi. I’ve worked myself up to the highest ranks, and I’m very proud of it. I like being where I am, and I like doing what I do. I makes me happy and it makes others happy as well. It was my father’s wish that I join the League more than my mothers, who would rather me stay at home and not fight at all. Sometimes I stress myself out when I don’t need to, worrying about keeping myself in the good light and not doing anything that would get me into the bad graces of the Leagues higher ups. No one wants to be there, but as one of the ‘first stringers’, I really don’t want to be there. I’m pretty much a goody-two-shoes.
Three°Three is Five//Five is Four//Four is the cosmic number
Let’s talk about my normal life shall we? I’ve recently started college, woo, go me. I’m planning on becoming a creative writing major, as well as a music major, concerning the violin. I love writing and I love playing the violin so it all works out. I used to play the violin for my brother as lullabies. I work at a Daycare center with my mother part time, which is a lot of fun actually. I’ve always been fond of kids, though I don’t think I would be able to handle any kids of my own. I can picture myself arguing with my two year old over eating their peas or something silly like that. I’m immature that way. Mom basically wants me there so I can help out with the toddlers, plus she doesn’t think I’m responsible enough for whatever reason that she refuses to explain to me. Eh whatever, I get to see my brother more and I have fun in the process.
Four°Four is the cosmic number
Let’s discuss my father for a moment. My dad is no longer apart of my life. He didn’t walk out on us, but he was taken from us. Yes my father is deceased. What happened? Well first I need to give you a little information about him. Dad was supposedly a normal person with no powers. We all thought that till he told me otherwise. He never told anyone else, mom included, just me. I basically worshiped my dad. He was one of the most caring people you would have ever met, and he was the one that got me hooked on the idea of being a super hero. Mom, even if she has powers, doesn’t like to use them anymore. Anyway, Dad told me that he could see spirits of those that had passed away. He hadn’t developed this power till he was around twelve when his older sister died. Since then he had been able to see as well as speak to those who are dead and trapped here on earth. When he told me, I was only ten at the time, and we sort of left it at that. Dad didn’t talk about it to me other than when I had a nightmare. Then, shortly after my brother was born, dad died. He’d been killed in a car wreck. A head on collision with a semi-truck. No one was sure how he’d gotten into the wreck in the first place. He wasn’t intoxicated and he wasn’t speeding, and neither had been the other driver that was involved. I knew though. It had been a ghost that had startled him. He had accidentally jerked the steering wheel and swerved into the oncoming lane and boom! He was gone.
Five°Five is Four//Four is the cosmic number
On to a lighter note! Romance! Oh joy. Well I don’t really do relationships. Not because I’m a player or anything, it’s just that I’ve got so much going on as it is that I don’t really need a relationship in the first place. Second of all, I don’t think the relationship I would want to be in is a good idea with my profession. I’m talking about being in a gay relationship. Yes, I’m gay, but not a whole lot of people know that. Mainly Claudi and a few selective other people. I keep it under wraps for the most part. The League doesn’t do gay heroes, it just doesn’t work that way, so I’ve got to hide it. If I don’t, who knows what could happen. I could be demoted or worse, kicked out of the league. Claudi doesn’t think it would happen and she tries to reassure me, but I tend to not hear that and have a panic attack while thinking about it. On another note, I do have a crush, not on one but two people. My main crush would be, as odd as it seems, my partners brother, Leighton. I’m not sure what it is about him, but I just like him! I can’t help myself, and I act like a moron in front of him, it’s pathetic really how much I like him. He flirts and I try not to make it seem like I‘m uninterested. I can‘t really respond for fear of being found out by someone in the League. And then there is my semi-crush on The League’s number one thorn and the rogue hero that just doesn’t want to follow the rules, Riot Illusion. Yes, I’ve got a thing for the unconventional hero and I can’t help this semi-crush either. He seems to always be there if I manage to get myself on my own with a group of villains. This one I really need to hide, just because of he’s on the League’s not so good side.
Six°Six is Three//Three is Five//Five is Four//Four is the cosmic number
Last but not least is just little tidbits about myself. Weaknesses, secrets and other junk. What super hero doesn’t have a weakness. I hate needles, and I’m a big baby when it comes to going to the doctor and getting shots or having my blood drawn. Those needles are huge! I have a weakness in response to one of my powers. Invisibility is the hardest for me to do. I’ve got to be in a certain state of mind, thinking clear thoughts for me to do it. Once I‘m in that state of mind though It‘s easy to maintain. But it only works on my body. I can not turn my clothes or anything else invisible, which sucks. This means that I’ve got to strip down to my birthday suit, and It’s highly uncomfortable, both because it feels strange and I don‘t like being so exposed, even if others cant see me. I’ve got a weakness for ice-cream floats and sweetish fish as well. My family is another weakness. I sometimes wear glasses when my eyes are irritated because of my contacts. I don’t mind, I think I look fine. I’ve got a couple tattoos, I can handle those needles. They are small and you don’t feel them after a while. But I’ve got a tattoo that outlines my ribs with a dark purple ink, and I’ve got a vine like henna design in permanent brown ink with blue thorns that spans the top of my shoulder blades and then goes down my spine to my tailbone. Piercings, I don’t have any. I figured the tattoos were enough. And my secret, well my other secret. Like my father, I see and speak with ghosts. I don’t like to, but I see them and I can’t turn it on or off, like I can the others. I always see them, anywhere and everywhere. I don’t talk about it, it tends to freak other people out and then they start to think your nuts. Claudi is the only one who knows. She’s my partner, she sort of needed to know. It’s kind of a touchy subject, mainly because it freaks me out, so I automatically expect it to freak other people out as well. I just don’t mention it.
Passionate
I take things I care about seriously, and I never half a** them. I’ve always been that way. I never give anything else than a hundred and ten percent on things I feel strongly about. I care very much about what I do and I like doing it. I like being a hero. I like the recognition and I like having something to be proud about. When your doing something that involves the lives of those around you, you can’t half a** it and not care what happens. When it comes to crushes and relationships (even if there have been very few) I always try to be the best I can be, as cliché as that sounds. I may joke and make it out to be that I’m not really concerned, but once I’m on the battle field I change very quickly. I didn’t get to where I am in the League for not caring.
Observant
I like to think that I notice the things around me, be it someone’s actions or someone’s feelings. I tend to take in people’s feelings for others easier than someone’s feelings for me. For whatever reason I can’t seem to pick that up. I don’t know, I guess it’s because I notice other people more than I notice myself. On a good day I can pick up subtle hints and come to my own conclusions about them, and normally their right. Heh, It’s been called woman’s intuition by other members of the League and friends, but whatever.
Tough/Reckless
I think being tough is all a matter of perspective. I don’t think I’m all that tough, but others seem to think so. I know I tend to be very reluctant to just give up on something, and I’ve been known to persevere through tough situations. I think it’s more luck, but that’s my opinion. You can’t be a Hero without a mixture of skill and luck. Apart of that though, I sometimes jump into things before I really realize what’s going on, and therefore I sometimes end up getting into situations that are more dangerous than they would be had I known the full story. Sometimes I get so caught up in the moment and I can’t help myself. So I don’t really care what happens to me, so much as what happens to those around me. Some call it noble but most call it reckless.
Kind
I admit, that I’m a very kind person, almost too kind at times. I’ve got a soft spot for little kids, seeing as I’ve got a younger brother, and I can’t keep myself from helping others. I feel lazy when I don’t, but that just me. People have said that I’m too kind, and maybe I am. I wouldn’t put it past myself to get lured into some trap because of my inability to keep from helping someone in need. I’ve a very open person, and I like to think I’m approachable. I’ve very friendly, and I’ve never had problems with making friends. I get along well with just about anyone. People can come to me with their problems and I’ll gladly listen, and if I can, help.
Naïve
Unfortunately I have a naïve way of looking at things. I tend to think of things simply, as just black and white, with no gray in between. There is good and evil and just and unjust. It’s a simple way of looking at things and I know that there is often gray and matter in between. I do think that most people are good people and you just have to dig past the outer stuff to find it. So yeah, maybe I’m a little too trusting in people.
Stubborn
Oh lord you have no idea. I’m one of the most stubborn people in the world I swear. I am not going to do something that I don’t want to unless you force me to do it, and even then I’m not going to do it happily. I’m competitive, and I don’t like to lose. I’m not going to do something that I’m uncomfortable with unless theirs a good reason for me to do it.
Self-conscious
I admit that there are some things that I’m self-conscious about. Mostly is that if I change in any way, shape or form is that I’ll be kicked out of my spot in the League. That would kill me, I’m where I want to be right now and if I was pushed back behind the scenes…I would not be able to handle it well. Change is not considered a good thing according to my mother, and the habit of thinking that way has been passed on to me…unfortunately. It's gotten to the point now where I'm afraid to branch out, which really sucks. Everyone needs something new now and then.
Loss of my eye sight
The idea of losing my ability to see, terrifies me. Hell even blindfolds, or someone putting their hands over my eyes freaks me out. I’ve had a personal encounter with what blindness can cause, so I have no wish to lose my eyesight.
Losing the rest of my family
My little brother and my mom are the last bits of close family that I’ve got, so If I lost them, I’m not sure what I would do.
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