Code Name: Fenrir; True Name: Rose Mori
Appearance: Rose’s attire consists of a black coat stained red by the countless lives she has been hired to snuff out. She wears a black chain on her person like one would wear a sash, it linked via a wicked hook that rests on her waistline. The left half of her body houses the corruption manifested by the experiments done to her by the Royal Guard. While she has retained her black hair, and honey brown eye on the right side of her face, the left gives way to white hair, a dark, black coloration extending all the way to her forearm, a piercing yellow eye, and this
brand on her cheek. The gloves and footwear she has on mimic armored claws.
Bio: Rose lived in the house parallel to the Rain household. As a child, she would always could be seen playing with Morgan and her brother, Asher. However, shortly after her 12th birthday, she contracted a severe case of bronchitis. Being unable to afford the funds it would take to pay for the medication and fearful for their only child’s life, her parents confined Rose to her room, hoping that plenty of rest and minimal contact with the outside world would help matters. Aside from reading books that she was able to request her parents bring for her, Rose spent much of her time resting, and staring out at her bedside window. At times, she would receive baked goods made by Morgan and her family. She would often see them leaving their home as well, waving at them as they would go by.
This process would repeat itself for the next few months until suddenly, she spotted a horse-drawn wagon approach the front of her home. She could hear muffled shouting coming from below her, quickly followed by footsteps ascending the stairwell and pausing at the foot of her door. The door opens, and she is greeted by armed soldiers belonging to the Royal Guard. They explain to her that she’s being taken to the castle to be treated by the medical staff there. Feeling as though she wasn’t going to be able to have a say in the matter, Rose complied, and followed the guards downstairs. On her way out, she saw that her parents had been corralled into the kitchen; two more guards blocking them from her. “We love you! Please be safe…” were the last words she heard from her parents before being escorted outside her home and being moved into the wagon.
Shortly after sticking to their word of curing her illness, they immediately began utilizing her as a test subject with their experiments with the darkness. The only reason she did not choose to refuse in some way was due to them claiming they could make sure that she would never be sick again. For the next five years, the laboratory hidden from the world beneath the grounds of the Royal Guard’s base of operations was her new home. From combat and endurance training, to torturous discipline if she did not meet their expectations for that day, she learned she had to adapt and continue to grow stronger if she ever wished to leave this place, let alone stay alive. Near the end of her fifth year, they asked her to step into a stasis pod for one final test. She complied, hoping that this would put an end to the long madness she had endured. However, she couldn’t have been further from the truth.
Feeling that their test subject was finally sound in both mind and body, they released a large concentrated amount of darkness into the pod, corrupting her very being the moment it makes contact with her. Cries of pain fill the room as this process occurs. However, before a handful of scientists could make substantial progress towards freeing the girl, the noises ceased; causing the entire room to go silent. Then, suddenly, cracks began to form against the protective glass of the pod. Soon enough, the glass fully shatters, darkness billowing out like a gas, enveloping the pod’s side of the room, spawning Heartless left and right. From the pod, a human hand shoots out, gripping its respective side of the pod. The other hand, however, is revealed to be a black, clawed hand, producing more force than the other. Rose leaps out from the pod, landing on all fours, as a brand unknown to the scientists begins to glow, a dark light enveloping her body as she begins to transform into a fierce
creature of darkness, letting out a terrifying howl as it begins its onslaught on everything in sight. The commotion comes to a halt as this creature gives one more howl before collapsing and reverting back to Rose. Hearing all of the commotion, a group of infantry come charging down the stairs, unable to comprehend the utter mass destruction that lies before them. Spotting the girl, they take her and transport her to a nearby dungeon, making sure to quarantine her away from the other prisoners by keeping her in a secluded cell, and attempting to keep her existence as secretive as possible.
However, their ignorance of the situation left them underprepared for when she next woke up. Rose, scared, confused, and absurdly hungry, can feel a slight breeze coming from one of the walls of her cell. In an act of pure desperation, she breaks down the wall in her path, escaping to the world outside. Any Heartless, or Royal Guard hunters that attempted to attack her would meet their unfortunate end as she would mostly unwillingly attempt to satisfy her hunger. Soon enough, the Vigilant Shepherds would catch wind of this sudden spur of deaths. Both Mary and Jack, normally too busy with their separate networks, decided to collaborate on this mission. The two make their way to the nearby forest, where the most recent deaths have been said to occur, and they come across Rose. She, very untrusting and scared of what she might do to them, attempts to scare the siblings, wanting them to go away. However, through enough coaxing, the two convince her that they do not wish to do her harm, and in fact, want to help her in any way they can. Seeing that she was more comfortable with Mary, they decide to let her be the head of her training and recuperation, but that Rose was always welcome to get in touch with Jack.
For the next two years, through the siblings’ tutelage and the restructuring of her own will, Rose was able to fully control her ability to transform, and was able to hone the combat skills she already attained from her time in the lab. She was also able to gain her current attire and arsenal of weaponry through her newfound mentors/employers. While she normally reported to them first and foremost, it was not unusual for her to pick up an odd job or two from outside sources...one of these jobs is where her current story begins.
Age: 19
Skills: In her human form, Rose is capable of tracking and stalking her target, allowing her to get the drop on them if need be. However, when good old-fashioned cloak and dagger tricks won’t help her, her newfound power in the brand that she bears allows her to utilize Thunder-based attacks and Magic. Her mark has also granted her abnormal movement speed, a higher bone density; making it rather difficult for someone to break her bones or for her to sustain large amounts of damage, and improved senses overall, making her a hunter through and through. In her alternate form, she is a physical powerhouse. Despite her now large form, she is still quite limber, utilizing her formidable speed and the chains on her forearms to keep up the onslaught on her prey. While she can normally switch between forms of her own free will, if she is unable to find a proper form of sustenance, be they human or otherwise, she will eventually go berserk, forcefully taking on her beastly form, and go on a rampage until either defeated, or is made to calm down in some fashion.
Personality: Considering all of her “experience” with people within the laboratory for several years, to say that Rose is slow to warm up to others would be putting things lightly. While she does comprehend that there are good men out there, such as Jack, she’s generally abrasive towards anyone else, being especially harsh and brutal to those that think they can challenge her and succeed. She takes more kindly to women, adopting a more flustered, yet still slightly abrasive front towards them. Anyone she takes a liking to, she’ll do her best to work with them.
