UserName; Reini-Tsukihi
Name; Chase m. Blain
Weapons; Three daggers
Ability’s; Chase has slight telekinesis and has visions of the future in his day dreams seeing as he doesn’t sleep. He can move a little quicker than lightening and has more strength than the average man. He can jump long distances so its almost as if he's flying and he has brief glimpse’s into peoples minds where he can see there present thoughts or past.
Death; September 5th, 1942 2:12 am. Age 14
Species; Vampire
Age; Apparently 67.
History; Chase came from one of the higher established families of the time and so he dressed accordingly but still went to the average school since his parents wanted him to "be normal" and to grow up like the average kid. So for the most part he was fairly popular and though he didn't see it, his apparent "friends" only liked him for his money. He grew up like every other kid and he was never really anything special and he preformed at the same level as the other children. His ability to catch glimpses of the future in his dreams was his only difference from the norm. and he kept that between him and his mother.
Chase's parents where often gone on trips which left him alone in the mansion with only the hired help that came every Wednesday.
He lived by an ocean port and often walked the docks at night while his parents where away since he had nothing to do. Chase was rather lifeless in his actions and emotions though, and his voice was rather flat and uncaring. It was only once in a blue moon that you could catch him smiling and when he did it was as if his face was cracking and an unnatural act.
He was strangely born with blue eyes and blond hair and was a rather giggly child but by the time he was able to walk he was a sullen little darkling looking at the world threw a sinicle sarcastic and blank glass. He never really thought about it but when he did he decided it was all his parents fault for leaving him all the time because they would rather be some where else and not even gifting him with another sibling as company he was left at home alone for weeks by the time he was able to reach the counter except for on Wednesday's when he would have company.
Why he was chosen he still isn't sure and he wasn’t sure if he was watched and followed or if it was simply a random act. But it still happened none the less, and he was bitten. He wasn't meant to survive, he did know that. It was a rather cold night but not unbearably and his parents were away, again. He had taken to the habit of leaving the house at night and staying out rather late so he wasn’t in unexplored territory as he was walking down the ally way back towards his house near the docks. Well out of the blue he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye and as he turned around eyes full of fear he felt the painfully harsh blow to his head as he was knocked out and drained of life.
