Name
Avery Edgar Willson

Age
17

Sex
Male

Sexual/Romantic Preference
Heterosexual

Diagnosis
Uncontrollable Agression

Circumstance of Break
Lost his temper during one of his parents 'arguments' and ended up somehow blowing every light bulb and within their house as well as all electronic devices.

Supernatural Identity
Half-demon

Stay Length
5 months(subject to change)

Likes/Dislikes





Personality
Avery rarely speaks and is easy to startle. He's kind and loves to help when and however he can, however he shies away from those who wish to be friends. Some days he'll wake with dazed eyes and a black expression on his pale face, this is an indication that's he's had a nightmare of his past or has locked himself away for a bit.

Biography
Having parents always fighting whenever they entered the same room, Avery was skittish and quieter then the other students around him. He'd try his best to get along with others however if someone would attempt to touch him or seemed close to shouting, Avery would bolt away and curl up in a corner and hyperventilate(have a panic attack) until he either passed out from exhaustion or managed to calm down enough so he could drink a glass of water. As he grew up, he learned to distance himself from the 'arguments' his parents had, his episodes slowing until they finally stopped happening, he never knew that the fights his parents were having were merely small ones, child's play even. The one that took the cake was the one that happened two days after his 17th birthday, the day had started out fine, his mom left before his dad, neither speaking as they made their breakfast. Really after so many years, Damien should of known something big was coming, he found out his suspicion was right on the money when he entered his home. Shouting filled the air as well as the faint but prominent smell of alcohol and the faint underlayer of blood. Finding his parents in the kitchen with a broken bottle of wine pointed at one another, cuts on their cheeks and still screaming as if the bleeding made no difference, Avery lost it. Something seemed to snap inside as a scream migrated from the center of his stomach, up his lunges and throat and out his mouth. Everything stilled as something fast and hard struck the roof, a mere second passed before every window, light bulb and electronic device blew and the house was plummeted into darkness.

He'd managed to blink and take a breath before his world faded to black. He woke up in a room with a rotating fan and his belongings placed neatly by the foot of the bed. He only found out later that his parents told the police he'd snapped and had broken everything within sight with his bare hands, that would of explained the blood he found on his shirt.