Name: Kori
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Abilities/Skills: Kori is very skilled(adeptwith the styles of fighting) in many forms of hand-to-hand combat and other techniques; Wing Chun and Kenjutsu. Kori is also a very adept hunter and tracker. Inept understanding of his own weaponry and tech.
Powers: Super Hearing, Enhanced Physical Attributes far past a human of peak condition, Enhanced Sight, Enhanced Sense of smell, Enhanced Healing(depending on the wound, minutes to hours) Telepathic or Vocal(whatever he chooses) communication with wolves, Super Human Durability, Spirit Energy Manipulation
Weaknesses: Certains frequencies of sound can hurt him badly or knock him out, Silver nulls his powers
Equipment: Kori's armor is stab, spike, and bullet proof(somewhat bullet proof). The bracers on his arms along with his pauldrons are made of steel and iron mix with alloyed titanium. His utility belt holds a few nice gadgets; smoke bombs, flash-bangs, grenades, lunar energy throwing knives. Several syringes holding liquidized silver(don't ask), a lunar wolf pendant
Personality: tbr
History: Kori origin is one he doesn't really talk about, his father wasn't the ideal parent, in some ways he was but in others he was not. Wes Alexanderson, the name of his step father, he was a very serious hunter, he moved his family to the mountainous forest, making his hunting the only source of income. Kori was often brought along to his father's hunting trips, the results were almost always the same. They'd both indeed come back with sizable hunting spoils but Kori always displayed injuries. Going from bruises and bloody noses to a gash on the corner of his right eye. The excuse had been that he had been foolishly toying with his knife and cut himself. The truth to the boy's wound was a blade but not by his own hand but by his father's hand. His mother named Allura was once a hero called Lupa, she hadn't been affiliated with the league or anything of those circumstances so she wasn't known by any heroes. Prior to having Mason she dropped her hero alias and ditched her past life completely. She hadn't used her powers in so long she couldn't even properly defend her son from his father or herself for that matter. She had been just as fearful of her husband as Mason was, as the years progressed the fear concentrated into rage and hate.
Allura confronted Wes on Kori's tenth birthday, telling him that she was leaving and so was Kori. She was done with the man's verbal, physical, and mental abuse, they had a violent verbal dispute. That very night as she had been packing her things she was halted and put to the ground by a crippling pain in her head. Wes had struck his wife in the head with the butt of his rifle, to his surprise she hadn't been knocked unconscious, just dazed. The next five powerful blows rendered Allura still, Wes hefted the woman up onto his shoulder, keeping a firm hand on his rifle. He drove off with her in the trunk, about half an hour later, Allura was woken up by a hard slap. She was forcibly dragged out of the trunk, what looked like claw marks had dug into the material of the trunk bed. Wes dismissed the sight and assumed it was only her nails, he told her this was the only way she'd be leaving. With that he forced her to the ground, the large and muscular man raised his fist and sent it downward with crippling force. Allura was defenseless as she was pummeled by who she once called her husband, after what seemed like a millennium had only been fifteen minutes of pure abuse Allura had been beaten unrecognizable. Her eyes were swollen shut and traces of bloody tears came from them, her mouth was bloody from losing teeth and her cheeks were swollen from the force of Wes' blows. Her sobs were silenced for good by a gunshot, he had killed her and he even left her uncovered for the wildlife to take the blame.
During the following week, Kori was plagued by strange events, the activity of the wolves in the area was heightened, he could hear howls every night. Each time he'd look outside his window during the night there would be a wolf standing there, staring at him. It didn't seem to have any malicious intent so in height of the full moon the boy went outside to investigate. As he slowly approached the canine he began to reach out with his right hand, a voice startled him. A voice spoke to him that was so calm and serene, the very depths of hell would be rendered heavenly after hearing such a tone. He spun around quickly in the direction he heard the voice but he saw no one. Though when he heard the voice again it was in front of him, turning to face the one behind the voice he took a step back to see the wolf he was attempting to make contact with in front of his face. The wolf spoke to him, it seemed to talk to him telepathically, it introduced itself as a female called Moira and to follow her closely. With hesitation the boy began to follow, running as fast as he could to keep up with the female, finding it somewhat easy, the two began to maneuver over fallen trees and through the crevices of some. Kori halted and dropped to his knees, his eyes wide in shock, the sight was too much for him. His mother lied on a strange tablet, the rock was crystal-like and smooth, glowing a bright light blue it was an unnatural sight at most. The wounds Allura had were no longer present but she was no longer living. The boy began to sob loudly as he crawled through the lush foliage toward his mother's resting place, lacking the strength to walk on his own two feet. "Do you know who did this to her?" He asked aloud as he viewed Moira, the female gave a nod, she didn't even have to speak a name. Kori had already known who was responsible, his step father.
He had been informed of his mother's power and had been told he had acquired them through birth but the power he had was dormant. As advised, he placed his still shaking hands on the luminescent rock, in doing that, information seemed to surround him, an light blue wind swirling around him at intense speeds. He was receiving his mother's knowledge, not only that but his powers began to reveal themselves. His muscles began to become more toned and developed as the wind began to envelope him, his eyes briefly changed from their original ash grey to an almost glowing light blue before shifting back. The process was somewhat painful as his body changed in reaction to his new found power.
Within the year he was guided and mentored by the wolf known as Moira, as the time passed he learned more and more, once he had been ready, he returned home. The very day before his birthday he came out of the forest, to his surprise his father had been waiting., rifle in hand "I'm back father, haven't you missed me?" He asked him in a serious and questioning manner as he walked toward the man, Wes responded by attempting to strike the boy. He let out a yell of pain as his hand was stopped and slowly crushed by his son, bone slowly cracked and snapped. As his father fell to a knee from sheer pain he delivered a swift kick to the man's head, as he looked up to his son with blurred vision, Kori looked down. He gave a wolfish grin before howling loudly, the wolves howled back in reply to him. Kori began to growl madly as he viciously bombarded his father with savages combinations of punches. He got up slowly, seething slightly from anger, crimson red covered his hands and part of his face. He walked into his home to see it had been unchanged, the wooden floors still had their luster as did the rest of the house. He opened a drawer nearest the sink and pulled out a single candle. He struck a match, the orange flame flickered intensely as it met the candle, it was blown out immediately. Shortly after, screams of both terror and pain could be head coming from outside, they were soon drowned out by snarls, growls, and the sounds of flesh being torn accompanied by the popping and snapping of bones. "Happy birthday to me..."
Appearance:
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Abilities/Skills: Kori is very skilled(adeptwith the styles of fighting) in many forms of hand-to-hand combat and other techniques; Wing Chun and Kenjutsu. Kori is also a very adept hunter and tracker. Inept understanding of his own weaponry and tech.
Powers: Super Hearing, Enhanced Physical Attributes far past a human of peak condition, Enhanced Sight, Enhanced Sense of smell, Enhanced Healing(depending on the wound, minutes to hours) Telepathic or Vocal(whatever he chooses) communication with wolves, Super Human Durability, Spirit Energy Manipulation
Weaknesses: Certains frequencies of sound can hurt him badly or knock him out, Silver nulls his powers
Equipment: Kori's armor is stab, spike, and bullet proof(somewhat bullet proof). The bracers on his arms along with his pauldrons are made of steel and iron mix with alloyed titanium. His utility belt holds a few nice gadgets; smoke bombs, flash-bangs, grenades, lunar energy throwing knives. Several syringes holding liquidized silver(don't ask), a lunar wolf pendant
Personality: tbr
History: Kori origin is one he doesn't really talk about, his father wasn't the ideal parent, in some ways he was but in others he was not. Wes Alexanderson, the name of his step father, he was a very serious hunter, he moved his family to the mountainous forest, making his hunting the only source of income. Kori was often brought along to his father's hunting trips, the results were almost always the same. They'd both indeed come back with sizable hunting spoils but Kori always displayed injuries. Going from bruises and bloody noses to a gash on the corner of his right eye. The excuse had been that he had been foolishly toying with his knife and cut himself. The truth to the boy's wound was a blade but not by his own hand but by his father's hand. His mother named Allura was once a hero called Lupa, she hadn't been affiliated with the league or anything of those circumstances so she wasn't known by any heroes. Prior to having Mason she dropped her hero alias and ditched her past life completely. She hadn't used her powers in so long she couldn't even properly defend her son from his father or herself for that matter. She had been just as fearful of her husband as Mason was, as the years progressed the fear concentrated into rage and hate.
Allura confronted Wes on Kori's tenth birthday, telling him that she was leaving and so was Kori. She was done with the man's verbal, physical, and mental abuse, they had a violent verbal dispute. That very night as she had been packing her things she was halted and put to the ground by a crippling pain in her head. Wes had struck his wife in the head with the butt of his rifle, to his surprise she hadn't been knocked unconscious, just dazed. The next five powerful blows rendered Allura still, Wes hefted the woman up onto his shoulder, keeping a firm hand on his rifle. He drove off with her in the trunk, about half an hour later, Allura was woken up by a hard slap. She was forcibly dragged out of the trunk, what looked like claw marks had dug into the material of the trunk bed. Wes dismissed the sight and assumed it was only her nails, he told her this was the only way she'd be leaving. With that he forced her to the ground, the large and muscular man raised his fist and sent it downward with crippling force. Allura was defenseless as she was pummeled by who she once called her husband, after what seemed like a millennium had only been fifteen minutes of pure abuse Allura had been beaten unrecognizable. Her eyes were swollen shut and traces of bloody tears came from them, her mouth was bloody from losing teeth and her cheeks were swollen from the force of Wes' blows. Her sobs were silenced for good by a gunshot, he had killed her and he even left her uncovered for the wildlife to take the blame.
During the following week, Kori was plagued by strange events, the activity of the wolves in the area was heightened, he could hear howls every night. Each time he'd look outside his window during the night there would be a wolf standing there, staring at him. It didn't seem to have any malicious intent so in height of the full moon the boy went outside to investigate. As he slowly approached the canine he began to reach out with his right hand, a voice startled him. A voice spoke to him that was so calm and serene, the very depths of hell would be rendered heavenly after hearing such a tone. He spun around quickly in the direction he heard the voice but he saw no one. Though when he heard the voice again it was in front of him, turning to face the one behind the voice he took a step back to see the wolf he was attempting to make contact with in front of his face. The wolf spoke to him, it seemed to talk to him telepathically, it introduced itself as a female called Moira and to follow her closely. With hesitation the boy began to follow, running as fast as he could to keep up with the female, finding it somewhat easy, the two began to maneuver over fallen trees and through the crevices of some. Kori halted and dropped to his knees, his eyes wide in shock, the sight was too much for him. His mother lied on a strange tablet, the rock was crystal-like and smooth, glowing a bright light blue it was an unnatural sight at most. The wounds Allura had were no longer present but she was no longer living. The boy began to sob loudly as he crawled through the lush foliage toward his mother's resting place, lacking the strength to walk on his own two feet. "Do you know who did this to her?" He asked aloud as he viewed Moira, the female gave a nod, she didn't even have to speak a name. Kori had already known who was responsible, his step father.
He had been informed of his mother's power and had been told he had acquired them through birth but the power he had was dormant. As advised, he placed his still shaking hands on the luminescent rock, in doing that, information seemed to surround him, an light blue wind swirling around him at intense speeds. He was receiving his mother's knowledge, not only that but his powers began to reveal themselves. His muscles began to become more toned and developed as the wind began to envelope him, his eyes briefly changed from their original ash grey to an almost glowing light blue before shifting back. The process was somewhat painful as his body changed in reaction to his new found power.
Within the year he was guided and mentored by the wolf known as Moira, as the time passed he learned more and more, once he had been ready, he returned home. The very day before his birthday he came out of the forest, to his surprise his father had been waiting., rifle in hand "I'm back father, haven't you missed me?" He asked him in a serious and questioning manner as he walked toward the man, Wes responded by attempting to strike the boy. He let out a yell of pain as his hand was stopped and slowly crushed by his son, bone slowly cracked and snapped. As his father fell to a knee from sheer pain he delivered a swift kick to the man's head, as he looked up to his son with blurred vision, Kori looked down. He gave a wolfish grin before howling loudly, the wolves howled back in reply to him. Kori began to growl madly as he viciously bombarded his father with savages combinations of punches. He got up slowly, seething slightly from anger, crimson red covered his hands and part of his face. He walked into his home to see it had been unchanged, the wooden floors still had their luster as did the rest of the house. He opened a drawer nearest the sink and pulled out a single candle. He struck a match, the orange flame flickered intensely as it met the candle, it was blown out immediately. Shortly after, screams of both terror and pain could be head coming from outside, they were soon drowned out by snarls, growls, and the sounds of flesh being torn accompanied by the popping and snapping of bones. "Happy birthday to me..."
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