"The dreams that I carry are no longer just my own."
Name: Dante DiAngelo
Nicknames: N/A
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Appearance: Dante stands at exactly 6'0 and curses the Pokemon gods for stopping it there. If anyone looked at him they'd assume that he was just skin and bones, but he has a toned body from the years that he's played sports. He has crystal blue eyes and sky blue hair to match. The men in his family have a genetic mutation where the roots of their blue hair turn black once they hit puberty. His favorite thing to wear is a v-cut turtleneck and he would rarely be seen without one. Another item that never leaves his side is his younger brother's black hat with a white back and red under rim. On his back you'll find the standard trainer backpack where he keeps all his essentials in this apparent blackhole of a bag.
Personality: Growing up Dante was always seen as a jokester. Someone that could always make the people around him smile. He never had a problem making friends and could never tell if he was drawn to them or if it had been the other way around. If you asked him he'd tell you that he was never the ambitious type, but that wasn't true. After the death of his brother there was an obvious change in him. He kept up the facade of the Dante they all knew, but there was a darkness growing him.
Short Biography: Dante was born and raised in New Bark Town and for a time he thought it would be all he'd ever know. Like any kid in this world Dante had a love of Pokemon and secretly wished to be the greatest trainer in the world or at least the region. He wanted to be realistic at least. His father was a Pokemon trainer and taught Dante everything he knows. His dream was within reach and all he had to do was take it. But for some reason he couldn't. When the day came for him to see the Professor and receive his first Pokemon his fear overtook him. He had been preparing and training for this moment, but he couldn't get the thought of failing on his journey out of his head. He never left his room that day.
His father never said it, but Dante knew he was disappointed in him. He never yelled at him or tried to force him to see the Professor, but that made him worse. He felt like his father had given up on him. His brother, Tai, was born two years later and Dante had finally put the dreams of his past behind him. He looked forward to the future with his growing family even if he didn't know what his role in life would be. Three years later their father walked out on them and never returned. His mother would never tell him why or what happened and after a while he stopped bugging her about it.
A month or two after his dad left, his mother got him and his brother a silver-furred Poochyena pup. It was so small, but it had heart. It howled as soon as it saw them and his brother affectionately named him Howler. Of course he could barely pronounce it at the time so it came out as Hower. But it was during that moment that Dante saw the same spark he used to have in his brother's eyes. He realized it was his brother, not him that was meant to be a great trainer. From that moment on he decided to teach his brother the same things his brother taught him. As the years passed his brother surpassed his expectations. It was as if he fully understood the true nature of Pokemon training despite being so young. When Tai turned 8 years old he caught the attention of the Professor and was chosen to join the ten year olds in selecting their Pokemon.
Little did he know that would be the last time he'd see his little brother alive. A month into his journey he was engaged by a gang and was killed while protecting his friends. Dante's world was shattered and his mother's heart was broken. His mother sent word to their father so that he could at least return for the funeral, but they never got a response. Dante hated him even more for it. The night after the funeral he returned to the cemetery to talk to his brother, but as he did so a Gastly appeared from the ground beside him and just hovered there watching him. He wasn't foolish enough to believe the Gastly was his brother returned to him, but a part of him hoped he was.
When Dante started walking home he noticed the Gastly was following him and even tried to hide every time he turned to look at it. He realized he probably wasn't going to get rid of it and named it Spirit. When he returned home he was met by Howler with Tai's hat in his mouth. He took it out and stared at it for a moment before looking at the two Pokemon in front of him. "You two in the mood for a journey?"
Pokemon:
Name: Howler Species: Poochyena Gender: Male Ability: Quick Feet Personality: Howler has always been rather energetic and hyper. He's protective over Dante and those close to him. He's brave and doesn't know what it means to stand down from a fight. Howler also never enters PokeBalls since he was raised mostly as a pet.
Name: Spirit Species: Gastly Gender: Male Ability: Levitate Personality:Spirit has a fun and mischievous nature, but a flip seems to switch when it enters battle. It seems to feed on the darkness within Dante while also protecting him from himself. During the day it likes to stay in a ball since it hates the sun, but at night it likes to spread its gaseous legs. When it's out it's almost attached to Dante's hip.
Reason for Traveling with Main Group: Dante wants to overcome his initial fear and pursue his younger brother's dream of being the Pokemon Champion. He also wants to find the truth behind these gangs and put an end to them. And if he finds his father along the way he's punching him in the face.
Relationships:
Cassandra DiAngelo: Dante's mother who deserves the world. He hopes to be able to give it to her after this journey.
Nicola DiAngelo: A bastard and Dante's number #2 enemy behind whoever murdered his brother. Dante grew up idolizing him but those feelings disappeared once he abandoned his family.
Tai DiAngelo: Dante's younger brother whose life and future was stolen from him. An angel on Earth.
Other: Color Code is #15f2fd He uses his brother's PokeDex and when it's not being used he keeps it in his backpack along with 20 PokeBalls, a few potions, and one elixir.
"Sometimes I really think that you think of me as the muscle." Kieran responded with a smile. He looked down at the remaining thugs and thought about how he was going to handle it. A second passed before he decided on what to do. "I should warn you guys. I'm great when it comes to flying, but my landings could be a little rough." As he said that he dropped to the floor causing a minor shockwave that knocked the first two thugs on their asses and the rest stumbling trying to keep their balance. "But I think I'm getting better. What do you think, Julian?"
Without waiting for a response he rushed forward and flicked the floored gunmen in their respective foreheads knocking them unconscious. The others took this as their moment to aim their guns on Kieran. He stood up to face them and shook his head. "You see the S, right?" They saw the S. They just didn't care about what it meant. They started firing at him and he let the bullets hit against his costume and face. He didn't fully understand why they still tried to shoot at heroes that they knew were bulletproof. Maybe they thought one day they'd get lucky or there was only so much damage they could take just like the vests. Maybe it was out of fear of their employer. They had to at least try, right? He admired the tenacity either way.
When each clip was empty he stepped over the shells at his feet and used his superspeed to get to his attackers. They fumbled trying to reload and he wasn't planning on giving them the chance to. He palmed the face of the first one and slammed him to the floor before knocking the others out with a series of jabs, hooks, and launching across the room.
When the area was clear of any conscious hostiles he walked over to Julian saying, "When I said it'd be fun to rescue a damsel in distress you weren't really the one I had in mind."
I've been rewatching Smallville lately and I'm currently on season 3. But seeing Lex and Clark's friendship develop before they inevitably became enemies inspired me to come back to this to see how the friendship could've turned out but instead with Julian and Kieran.