Age: 16
Gender: Male
Appearance:
James usually dressed in white and blue colors. He has black hair and blue eyes, the hair which appears to be silvery at times when he is using his element while his eyes glow faintly blue. He tends to keep his hair at medium length and doesn't comb it much. His most noticeable feature is a Japanese kanji tattooed to his cheek. This kanji, when translated, means "snow". Around his neck is a silver amulet with a rectangular pendant hanging off of it with markings that he cannot decipher.
Nationality: American; Norse descent.
Religion/Philosophy/Beliefs: "I don't know. Roman Catholic rituals work on a lot of demons. But Buddhists' and Pagan rites have worked a lot too. Is there a spot that says "I hate demons"? I'd pick that.
Personality: James is a somewhat twitchy and eccentric person. A guy can get like that when he's been on the run from demonic entities since he was 5 years old. He harbors a great hatred for demons and, from his past dealings with them, lies and deceit of any kind, though he has been forced to lie and deceive himself to keep himself and others safe. Overall, he is very experienced when it comes to combat, demonology, his element, healing, and magic rituals, but he is very innocent to the ways of the world. It is ironic that for a teen that hates demons so much, he knows more about them than he does about his own kind. James is very curious about normal life from movies to school to people his age. He is secretly lonely and longs for companionship and yet, he has a martyr-complex and doesn't share much about himself. In fact, he is the first to throw himself into danger and doesn't want anyone to risk their lives for him.
James has a secret love for video games and anime/manga. In fact, he loves them immensely and believes that Japan is the country most prepared for dealing with demons. He was very upset when he found out that Goku wasn't real when he was 10 years old. He has always wanted to attend a school and never tires of learning.
History: James grew up in a small town up in Alaska. In his early years, he was close to his parents and loved them more than anything in the world. His mom would bake cookies just for him and his dad and his dad spent his time studying the weather or teaching his son snow sports like skiing, snowboarding, and dog-sledding. James loved to play in the snow. For some reason, the cold always energized him. He didn't understand how it could be uncomfortable for anyone. Feeling the chilly wind blow at him was like breathing. He was four when his dad took him to an ice sculpture festival. When he got to try to make something out of a small bit of ice like the rest of the children. He hardly needed a chisel or hammer or an adult to help him. The ice just took the form he imagined when he touched it. His parents kept this a secret and he was always making them small ice figurines.
Then, when he was five, something happened. As he slept in his room, he dreamed that he was running in the field of snow during the 24 hour daylight Alaska had every year. He was laughing and having a snowball fight with other kids in his dream when the sky darkened with black clouds and a blizzard appeared. Suddenly, he was alone and cold. Truly cold like he had never been before. He thought he'd freeze to death when a strange man appeared. He worse a white suit and his teeth were all fangs and the man looked at him like he was prize chicken. He told James that he was his now. James told him he wasn't. He said he belonged to his parents. The man laughed and suddenly, ice began to encase him, starting at his feet and creeping all the way up his body. He screamed and called to his parents for help. The ice was just about to cover his face when he woke up in his room, only, his powers were out of control. There was a real blizzard in his house and he cried and tried to stop it, but by the time he did, everything but him was frozen. When he ran to his parents room, they too were frozen. He cried and yelled and he thought he heard a quiet laughter in his mind before running out his house.
For years, he ran, from social services, from demons, from friends and kind and mean adults alike. Slowly, as he had to fight demons again and again, he learned of the Guardians. From books in dusty old bookshops and libraries, from the demons vague references, to strange symbols in the architecture of the different cities he visited. One woman claiming to be a witch, but really just looked like an aging hippie lady told him about them: great warriors and the enemies of demon-kind. She directed him to La Sena, California where she said they had a compound. Nonetheless, despite his best efforts, he was followed.
Fears: Harming people with his powers; his parents blaming him for their deaths. Losing control of himself.
Likes: Reading, studying, experiencing city-life and normal, social activities, training, anime, manga video games
Dislikes: Close-minded people, arrogance, demons, people who commit the seven deadly sins (they attract demons even at the best of times), ignorance, and people getting hurt.
Element: Ice
Weapon of Choice: James prefers to use a Chinese jian about 22 inches in length. He conceals it in an enchant hilt that, to regular mortals, appears to be a tool belt.
Fighting Style: James relies on speed and precision when he fights. He prefers to think fast when fighting as opposed to simply overwhelming his opponent. He attempts to find his enemy's weak point and exploit it efficiently. Blended with his swordsmanship, he uses his element, ice, quite well and will at times create a shield with his magic when he's on the defensive, though constant hammering of that shield will exhaust him quickly.
Magic?: Surprisingly, James possesses at least some magic. He is able to perform simple rituals and healing as well as create shields. He isn't able to use other elements, but the demons he has met have seemed interested in his powers.
Weaknesses/Personality Flaws: James blames himself for his parents' deaths. He has been bearing this burden for longer than he even knew them. Thus, he tends to put himself in danger rather than let others do so.