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Night Vision Baby - The power to see in darkness.

Lethal Gaze Baby - Discovered almost immediatly upon reaching the 'baby' stage (likely through means of killing one of his guardians pets), Rook unwillingly kills things that make direct eye contact with him. (With this realization, his guardian shoves a blindfold on him.) The power is uncontrolable, and valid only if the other individual can see his eyes, as he can see theirs.

Poison Touch Toddler - As if killing with your eyes isn't making life difficult enough, as early as toddler Rook developes another ability that kills with touch. Poison begins seeping through his hands (thankfully, only his hands), and not only can the boy not look at anyone, he can't touch them, either. If any contact is to be made, his hands must be wrapped to great extent.

Wand: The object will be a bit plain, the handle of it a dull brown. On the top will be large chunk of glass, shaped in a circle, reflective as a mirror. Around it is tangled a white, hissing snake with blue eyes and brown wings.

Baby Ghost: A dominantly green ghost outlined by a fading white emerges. The ball of glass has shattered, and the snake has vanished.

Baby: Rook has lots of hair from the beginning. Extremely curly, it reaches to his shoulders. He may even be confused for a girl. Having discovered his stare is deadly, his guardian tightly bounds a blindfold around his eyes. Typically, his clothing will have some sort of dragon on it, courtesy of his guardian. His shorts will be plain, most likely brown, white or black in color, and he's shoes will be much the same, should he be wearing any.

Toddler: Having gained his second unwelcomed ability ('poison touch'), not only is Rook publicly seen with a blindfold, but his hands are wrapped with thick, white cloth. Just in case. His expression is almost always one of anger or frustrating, understandablely, save for one he's prowling in the dark and no one can see him anyway. His hair has gotten no longer, and his clothing has changed no noticable amount as well.

Child: Reaching the earliest stage most capable of independance, Rook's appearence changes drastically (aside from still looking grumpy.) His hair has gotten longer, but the he now keeps it in a ponytail. His hands are no longer wrapped as he has opted simply not to make contact with anyone, but the blindfold remains. No longer wearing clothes his guardian choses, he dominantly wears black. His shirts bear no logos or designs.

Teen: Rook's hair is as long as it will get by his teen stage. It now curls only slightly at the end, and he no longer ties it up in any way, but let's it hang freely down. Unconcerned as ever with his fashion sense, his wardrobe, still, contains mostly black. However, his guardian manages to convince him to let her add a few things with minor designs on them, if only because she's sick of seeing him in one, solid shade. He developes a bad habbit of leaning on his left foot when standing, and sticking his tounge out.

Youth: Frustrated with his hair, Rook chops it. Being unskilled in this area, he does manage to make it much shorter, but completely uneven, one side hanging down in his face and the other a whole lot shorter. Finally, even he gets sick of black and shifts his clothing choices to dark colors like blue and green. At this point, he developes a fondness for boots.

Adult: Decidely not fussing with his own hair anymore, Rook allows it grow out. One side still remains longer, and still tends to hang in his face while the other is tossed over his shoulder. His clothing remains the same: dark, less noticable colors, but his sudden affinity for boots has been abandoned. His blindfold is still set in place.

Baby: More than most babies, Rook screams and cries, as he has more reasons to than most babies. Not at all pleased with suddenly being blinded, his fits are prompted by his lack of skill in removing the offending blindfold. He shares things all babies share, such as needing food and attention. After his will to remove the blindfold lessens, his urge to explore becomes absolute zero. Preferablely, he just lays or sits, screeching in his waking hours.

Toddler: Rook is still extremely unhappy, and when poison begins leaking from his hands, it gets even worse. With his eyes and hands covered, his fits are worse than he was a baby, now with the added spice of words he's learned and the ability to stomp his feet and kick at things. He often storms into his room and has to be forced out. Like when he was a baby, he generally refuses to take part in any games, opted instead to throw even more tantrums.

Child: Finally, Rook is able to fathom why his eyes and hands are covered, and is grumpy as ever. He announces he will no longer touch anything able to die (made possible by growing old enough to care for himself), and leaves his hands unwrapped. His blindfold remains when in public to avoid trouble, but mostly he sleeps during the day and in the dark of night lingers around his house with is eyes wide open.

Teen: By time he's a teenager, Rook hasn't so much accepted his forced way of life, but simply grown more used to it. He goes out in public more to do tasks or errands that need doing, but otherwise continues his nocturnal schedule. He's just slightly more social, growing lonely after so long. 'Slightly' does not provide interest in things like dating, which the boy has never even considered.

Youth: Not changing much from when he's a teenager, Rook's growth from here depends strongly on the people he's in contact with. Should have solid friends (even if he can't get close to or look at them), he'll become just a touch more outgoing and a tad more friendly. He'll also become less angry about his 'powers', and lean more toward angsty over them. Should he fail to have any good-natured contact, he will become extremely spiteful and withdrawn.

Adult: Like his youth, Rook's personality in his final stage is effected by what happens, mostly what happens with others. In the event he has friends, his desire to be able to look at them (you know, without them dropping dead), will be at an all time high, reaching desperation. Who knows? He might even find a way to 'fix' things. Should he lack friends, it's anybody's guess what would happen...