Raven King.

This is a reallllly long profile with a 34 paragraph bio. I hope you like my char! The ending is strange. Yes. Ps. The tail blade quivering, My name is Axmilli. My 'internet form' is an Andalite. Well.. Hope you like and approve my Char. If its too bloody i can fix it. If the attachment is on here, there is a drawing by my sis as her appearence.


Name: Raven King a.k.a The “Black Tiger” (Criminal name)
Age: 16
Race: “ Black Tiger” Werewolf
Gender: Female
Current Location: Gotham City
Birthplace: Gotham City
Eyes: Purple.
Hair: Long, Raven black. Appears to be blue when in the sun.
Weight: 107 lbs
Height: 5’7


Weakness: Has no armor.
Strength: The “Black Tiger” Werewolf is a rare type. It is extra agile and speedy.

Weapon: Werewolf form. And a pike that changes into weapons. Armor: None

Forms Her Pike Can Change Into:
Scythe
Spear
Dagger
Sword
W Machine Gun (Very proud of)
Pistol
And Lance.

Hobbies: Practicing with her pike, playing video games and busting out her radio system.
She also likes to play with her friends, Moon the dog and Lan. (Boyfriend)


Appearance: Raven is pretty as she is dangerous. She has 3 scratch marks on her face. She also has a black jewel on her forehead on the day of the full moon. She has very white skin that continues the rumor of her being part Vampire. No one knows for sure. She usually wears ragged and cut black bellbottom jeans and a ragged black shirt with a werewolf on it.

She wears black spiked boots with chains. She rarely wears any other than black or blue but on occasion she will wear a blood red shirt with denim jeans and black and pink Converse high top shoes. The shirt used to be white. Need I say more about her fashion?

Attitude: She is shy but can be very moody when upset.

Bio: Not much is known about Raven. She doesn’t even know how she got her mysterious yet powerful pike. She claims she found it on the street. But she does know about the terrifying experience when she got scratched by a werewolf. She will tell it in her own words and then continue the Biography. “Well it was on Halloween when I was about 10 years old. I had just finished collecting candy alone.

I had been such a fool. My parents were out doing shopping. I just noticed it was a full moon after I took off the sheet that I had been wearing for a ghost costume. Though my family is rich and I had about $1000 dollars in the bank, I didn’t want to spend money. So I used a sheet. So I took off my sheet once I got in our home. Its really nice. Like 13 million dollars worth of mansion. I started eating candy when I heard a screech and a howl. When I looked out side the window, our poodle was dead.

“I was pretty scared about Ghost. I had never believed in werewolves so I thought a deer kicked him in the head. After 10 o’ clock my parents came home. ‘Hi Honey!’ Mom said. ‘M-m-mom….Ghost….he’s dead…..’ I said. Then I burst out in tears. My parents were really shocked. I am not really the type of person who’d cry. ‘Well honey….Ghost was 17 He-’ Mom said.

‘No. He was killed by something because I heard him screech.’ I interrupted. After 10 minutes of silence Mom said ‘Honey would you do us a dear and get some bags?’ I nodded, still crying and sagged out the door. After I grabbed 4 bags I heard a growling noise. In the bushes I saw a pair eyes. I dropped the bags in shock.

‘G-g-Ghost??’ I stammered as I saw a black paw emerge from the bushes. I backed away slowly. There was more of a snarling noise now. I kept thinking that I don’t believe in werewolves and this is a bad dream. A black and white striped head with vicious green/blue eyes emerged from the bushes. This wasn’t Ghost.

The snarling noise got louder. But then all I heard was me screaming. Because a werewolf emerged from the bushes. ‘N-n-nice doggy……’ The next thing I knew was that I felt intolerable pain. I thought ‘Please…please let someone hear me screaming!!!!’ But no one came. I fainted then awoke in a hospital. My parents were in chairs, crying their eyes out. ‘Wha…what happened?’ I asked. ‘You were attacked by a werewolf.’ a doctor behind me said. I gulped. I knew what happened if you got bit or scratched by a werewolf.

‘You mean…I got scratched by a werewolf?’ I asked. ‘Yes. On your forehead. It seems to have taken a reaction as well. You have a black jewel on your forehead when it is the day of the full moon. You have been in a coma for a month now. It seems you are calm even in werewolf form when you are asleep. I am greatly surprised. Usually you would wake up screaming when you transform. It’s probably painful.’ The doctor said.

I couldn’t believe it. I had become a werewolf. I was dead meat. I knew you lose your mind when you transform. But….maybe being a werewolf would be cool I thought. Yeah. Right. And that was the beginning of a painful 6 years.”

6 YEARS LATER

“I continued to cope with my…’ailment’. My parents and people at the hospital were the only ones who knew then. At age 11 I was able to control the transformation somewhat. I locked myself in my room and locked the windows so I would not break out. It worked somewhat. But my room was a mess from me tearing it up all the time. If we were poor, my parents probably would’ve abandoned me. But for four years, my room got replaced every 5 transformations. I felt guilty sometimes.

I knew I could not have been left outside in transformations, for surely I would have killed someone. I drink something that somewhat subdues the pain in transforming but I wanted to make a drink that would make me keep my mind in werewolf form. Like a Wolfsbane potion Snape makes for Lupin in the third book of Harry Potter.

It seems that I have a continuing knack for wolves and dogs. I guess that’s because I am part wolf. My parents have worked hard to keep scientists away from me, dissecting me or doing tests on me. Might I say they have done a wonderful job. Still…. The Gotham City Scientist’s Society (GCSS) is always after an interview. This is the only interview I have done in my whole werewolf experience. When I was 15, I found a pike on the street side.

I picked it up, considering it was no ones when a fairly cute 15 year old boy (he’s 17 now) came up on me. His name is Lan. I took quite a liking for him because he was very interested in werewolves. Yet, I didn’t tell him that I was one of them. Yet. We often met in stores. Especially the Science Store. I was looking for werewolf-related chemicals. So was he. Once I bumped into him and had to pay 40 dollars for the broken beaker.

When I got out of the Science Store, I saw a little black puppy. My love for dogs was to great. I named him Moon, and brought him home. We were still grieving about Ghost, and since they can’t come in my room on full moons,
they were really glad to see another dog. ‘Aww!!! Such a cute puppy! What did you name him?’ Mom asked. ‘Moon.’ I answered. My parents said that it was a good name. ‘I did some research on werewolves and it said that we are very calm to other animals. Especially dogs. So I can have at least a dog for company. It also said that werewolves are very affectionate to dog puppies.’ I said. My parents were glad because when I transform, I feel lonely.

‘Did you see your boyfriend again?’ Mom asked. My usually pale face was bright red. “Lan is not my boyfriend!’ I yelled. My parents snickered. I swear that even Moon was laughing at me. Then I noticed. It was night. I had my black jewel.

‘Mom…Dad…bye!’ I said. I could feel the fur sprouting from my body as I ran up the stairs. I slammed the door behind me, locked it and ran over to my window. I closed it and locked it as well. I drank my drink and laid on my bed.

The fur was done but now my hands were curving into clawed paws. The pain was so used to and with that drink, the transformation felt like my feet were asleep and I was walking. Except that I was lying down and it was my whole body. Still I let out a screech of pain when my legs and arms reversed and when my snout sprouted. My ears slid up my head and a tail sprouted from my butt. My hair turned into a mane.

At last my transformation was complete. Then werewolf killer instincts kicked in. I immediately thrashed in my new bed, snarling like crazy. Wait a minute…I felt stronger than before… then that means…my head jerked to the window and I ran into it.

It broke immediately. Oh crap. Remember when I told you I had a 13 million dollar mansion? It has 3 floors. My room is on the third floor. Crap. AHHHH!!! OWW!!!!!I fell on four paws with no injury. My parents, obviously alerted by the crashing noise, unlocked my room. ‘Oh….no….NO!’ I heard my mom say. I didn’t stay in one place.

I howled and ran on the road. I hoped Lan wasn’t out, watching for werewolves. If he was, my form would track him down and no doubt kill him. I raised my nose and sniffed the air. Th-” “Wait a minute. Didn’t you say you had no control over your werewolf form?” Axmilli interrupted. “Yes. But I can’t say it any other way. So…as I was saying, Then I heard a car. Some kid was obviously being a complete idiot and was speeding toward me. ‘DAMN YOU DOG! GET OUT THE ROAD!’

I growled and stood my ground. I knew what I was thinking. Kill. Food. Eat. The car came screaming toward me. When it got close, I jumped on the hood and ripped through the canvas roof and grabbed the guy and bit him in the neck, killing him immediately. I held on to him. With no one steering, I jumped off the car with my victim. The car rolled over, then exploded. Really.

With fresh meat still in my mouth I ran to the woods near my house and unwillingly devoured the poor kid. (Yeah. Ick.)*wince* I found something strange in his stomach. Bones. Human bones. In his stomach. I realized I had just devoured a werewolf. But I wondered how he wasn’t in transformation.

Then I got shot with a tranquilizer. I saw who shot me. A scientist. Adrenaline awoke me immediately and I killed and ate that man too. I fell asleep quietly in werewolf form and awoke in the morning in my bed. My parents obviously dragged me home. ‘You feeling alright Raven?’ LAN??!!! ‘You were seen in a zoo with wolves. I wondered why.’

Lan didn’t know that I was werewolf still. The burden of not telling Lan what I was got heavier every time I saw him smiling at me. Moon was still alive and well. My pike was getting easier to control. I found out that it could change into other weapons. But I wanted it to stay a pike when ever Mom and Dad were home.

I continued to eat a lot of junk food so I would forget killing and eating those two people. Lan still didn’t know what I was. We became great friends even boyfriend/girlfriend though we never admitted it. On Lan’s 16th Birthday I was invited. It was on the next full moon.

I gulped. This meant telling him that I couldn’t come because I was a werewolf. I decided to call him to come over. He came over, suspicious why I wouldn’t come. Then I forced the truth. ‘I can’t come.’ I said.
‘Why not?’ He replied. ‘Because…..because….’ I stammered. It wasn’t easy. ‘Yes?’ he asked in his sweet tone. I hate it when it does that. ‘I am a werewolf.’ I said.

Lan stared at me then got a sly face. ‘That would explain why you were in the wolf exhibit. So what’s it like being a werewolf?’ He said. ‘Hell. I ate 2 people the night before I was found in the exhibit. You don’t have control.’ I said. ‘I did hear a car roll over and explode that time…was that you?’ He asked like it was the coolest thing ever. ‘Yep. But that kid that I killed who was in the car…he was a werewolf. Why he wasn’t in werewolf form I don’t know.’ I said.

Lan stared, obviously thinking hard. Then…’The car! The car must have reflected the moon’s rays!’ He said. I told him I ripped the canvas roof off. ‘You killed him before he could react to the rays.’ Lan said simply. It all made since. ‘How many werewolf movies and books do you rent?’ I asked. ‘A ton. That’s how I know so much.’ He said. He still liked me after I told him the truth. ‘No problem….say.. I noticed that you don’t go to school.’ Lan said. ‘I know. I don’t want anyone to know about my ….ailment….’ I replied.

‘ I also noticed that you have a black jewel on your fore….THE BLACK TIGER WEREWOLF!!!!!’ Lan yelled. He stood up and shaked me hard. ‘YOU ARE ONE OF THE RAREST BREEDS OF WEREWOLVES IN HISTORY!’ He said. ‘Stop shaking me. And stop yelling.’ I said. DUH! That’s why the scientists were after me! I wondered about that jewel on my forehead but thought I was a freak reaction to the shock.

1 month before we get to where we started I continued to cope with my werewolf. I made getaways very often. I am now one of the most hunted people in Gotham City. However, one of the pleasures of being a werewolf is that since no one can catch me, no one can discover who I am. Moon always comes with me for company when I transform. Moon, Lan, Mom and Dad are still the only things that know that I am a werewolf.

I try to keep control when I transform. And sometimes I actually can control sometimes when Moon is with me. I have killed about 50 people. I don’t getaway from my room much now since my window is continuously hammered and blocked with plywood. But sometimes the werewolf gets lucky. Lan is now researching werewolves like crazy for a potion or drink that prevent me from killing people. No luck yet but I have faith.

Moon turned 2 years old on June 23rd 2004. The day of a full moon. I got away this time. But as always, Moon came with me. We are inseparable. He keeps me from murdering a lot. Still…no luck on Lan’s research. We still hang out a lot at the mall. I go to public school now. I have not made any other friends yet. When its Halloween, we have ghost story telling contest ( for 10th graders. Lame.) I haven’t lost yet with my werewolf stories. Heh heh.

Every kid in my class says that my werewolf stories are so bloody and violent that its like I am the Black Tiger (I got a cool killer nickname!) or a werewolf. I laugh sometimes. If only they knew that I was the Black Tiger.
Well I end here in this interview. I hope that people will be more careful about werewolves whether fiction or not. After all…You maybe next.” “What a lovely interview! *tail blade quivers* Stay tuned on this bloody and seemingly unsuitable channel for an interview with Spike and Faye from Cowboy Bebop!!!!”

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