Chris Daniels
" A hero is one who kindles light, one who lights the torches ablaze that light up the darkest streets of life "-Felix Adler
Name: Chris Daniels
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Birthday: March 17
Appearance
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Dull Blue
Height: 5’5
Personality:
• Sarcastic • Kind • Quite • Loyal
Chris is a kind soul that doesn't like to make any big waves or draw attention to himself. However with that being said those who are able to make Chir open up and actually become close friends are sure to find someone who would drop everything to help them if needed. He is fiercely loyal to those close to him and would rather die then watch them be hurt which has its own ups and downs. On the flip side however, Chris has built up a lot of anger through his youth and which has begun to leak out as he has gotten older. He does his best to keep it under wraps but ever so often it cracks through showing a rage that is hard to believe could come from him.
Strengths:
- Fast learner
- People are often drawn to kind nature
- Hardworking
Weaknesses:
- Anger- while it rarely comes out Chirs has a deep anger that he keeps bottled up.
- Those he cares about
- quite
Likes:
- Music
- camping
- loyalty
Dislikes:
- Alcohol
- taking advantage of others
- lies
Fears:
- Losing those he cares about
- Giving into the anger he holds
Other: Revenge and anger are not something you one should give in to. But man does it feel good.
Power: RED- while he hasn't yet learned how to create it Chris can make a fires intensity increase or put it out. He usually practices this on candles or the flames in a lantern
Family:
Chris Daniels Sr.-Father- alive
Rebecca Daniels-Mother- Alive
History:
Chris was always the kid that just flew under most people's radar whether that be for better or for worse. While he was smart and a kind person he kept to himself and his friends never making waves in his classes. To his benefit, this did mean that he was able to avoid just about all the drama most kids his age went through.
No one really knew why this was or what was really happening behind the scenes of the quiet kid in class. Those few who had a view of his life could see that he had far from a perfect life. His father as kind of a man he could be was a stern figure who kept Chris grounded in reality. His mother, on the other hand, was a caring woman who constantly encouraged him to be whatever he wanted. As much as Chris loved both his parents he grew to hate his times at home. His father, while never physically abusive, had a hard habit of drinking. Through this, Chris learned just how much a person could change with the substance coursing through their veins. Chris can still remember the nights he could hear his father yelling about something that wasn't important. This constant screaming and tip-toeing around the problem led to Chris slowly building resentment and deep anger towards his father and alcohol in general.
Chris remembers that fateful night as if it were yesterday, the night where everything changed. It was a crisp cold night outside Daniel's house. His family had decided to sit outside for the night around their fire pit. As the night progressed Chris found himself staring into the fire more intently. Something about it pulled him towards it. Zoning everything else out Chris was unaware of the Fire growing in size and intensity. It had taken his father grabbing and shaking him to pull his eyes away from it causing the fire immediately die out. Fearing what he could do if someone wanted to stop him Chris turned himself into the police where he was quickly taken by PSF’s to a “Treatment facility”.
Other: Chris always wears two necklaces around his neck. One is a silver cross, the other is a dog tag with the inscription “hold the light. Never let it die.”
Theme Song:
My Demons - Starset
They're all around me,
Circling like vultures
They wanna break me and wash away my colors Optional