Name: Bleu Rielington
Age: 17 years
Gender: Female
Rank in group: Second in Command
Species: Homo Sapien, Panthera tigris
Description: Bleu doesn't look like her average human female. With features large and soft, Bleu is striking, like the tiger she is. Bright cobalt eyes adorn her face, formed like those of the white tiger. The cobalt blue is not like any other color, for it shines more brightly than any other you have seen. Her eyes seem as if they can see through people and into their soul like the tiger. Lush midnight lashes bring out the color in her eyes, making them sometimes appear even brighter. Full lips rest on her face, with rosy cheeks that bring out the color. Golden blonde hair falls delicately over her shoulders, slick straight, and stop just above her small waist. When out, she will wear her locks in a more attractive do, to attract prey, but in battle, it is almost always in a braid.
Her stature is slight, like that of the Bengal tiger. She is only 5'7". She weighs a small number, though she is all muscle. She body is perfect in the eyes of most humans. She was designed to attract, and be beautiful like her inner tiger. Her waist is small, and her bust is average. She is curvy, and has an athletic build, though not unattractively so. She takes pride in her body and appearance, for those features help her achieve what she ever so desires.
Personality: Bleu's confidence rages like a wild fire, for she knows that she is no match for anyone who dares to challenge her. She walks with her head held high, and her back straight. She believes that she is the best and greatest thing out there. She has claws, and they will be revealed when she gets angry. Her fuse is short, so be prepared to see her burn.
Once you have gained her trust, she will throw herself at you whole-heartily, but it is not easy to gain her trust. She prefers flying solo, much like the tiger, and working with others makes her feel slowed down. She feels that many people are terrible on the inside and believes that being with another person will only leave you hurting in the end. She is really a sweet, and compassionate person, and tries to show that she is. She is very protective, and will willingly risk her life for those she loves.
Skilled in: -agility
-running
-swimming
-hand-to-hand combat
-weapons
Weaknesses: -listening to authority
-trusting
Job: assassin
History: Bleu had been residing in the United States of America, in one of those little Government Agencies in the desert that Americans created myths about. She was young when she had begun living there, only four. Immediately, the staff feared her. She expected to be greeted with open arms, but she was shackled and placed in a cage suitable for large dogs. She asked for food, water, and just a simple explanation, but was eventually placed in a small cell, still inside her cage. She remained quiet, but was still confused. After a week of close observation, but no human contact, Bleu lost it. She broke the chain on the shackles, and shattered the lock on her cage. She roamed the small cell, crying, demanding to be set free. Eventually, a voice was heard. It said that someone would come in to speak to her. She agreed, and sat cross legged on the floor of her cell. An employee entered.As the door closed, Bleu shattered the lights above, leaving the space dark. She wrapped her little arms around his neck, and much struggling was heard from the control room. Shortly after, emergency light came on, revealing Bleu with the arm around the man's, in a position that cut off his air, and made her ready to snap his neck at a moment's notice. Another voice begged her to release the man, but she refused and bartered his life for her release. After a short time, a young woman entered the room. She had short red hair, and kind words. Her voice was gentle, and it soothed Bleu. The woman introduced herself and Dr.Mae, and asked Bleu to release the man. Bleu denied, but eventually gave in when promised a room of her own. After the man had left, soldiers entered the room with shackles again. Bleu reacted negatively, but Dr. Mae soothed her again, and told Bleu to trust her. The men shackles Bleu twice on both her hands and ankles. They were also extra precautionary, and blind folded her, as well. Bleu was given a room, and also received a relationship with Dr. Mae.
Thirteen years later, Bleu and Dr. Mae were great friends, and only Dr. Mae could calm her. The staff still feared little Bleu, and treated her poorly and bitterly when Dr. Mae was not around. The years of training were horrible, but Dr. Mae helped Bleu through it. Then, more men came. Bleu was in training, and her instructors ran in fear when red lights flashed, and alarms shrilled through the air. Men busted through the door, and Bleu fled. She ran in search of Dr. Mae, and did find her. The Doctor was lying in a pool of blood outside the observatory room. Bleu checked her pulse, but found nothing. A single tear slipped out of the corner of Bleu's eye, and she left. She fuse was lit, and she was on a rampage. She burst back into the training room, ripping the head off a man. She fought many men, ripping off limbs, sending the bone in their noses into their brains. She killed almost all of the men when when more arrived. These men wore black, and were not afraid of her. Bleu approached one, and kicked up her right foot to smash his head, when his hand whipped out at lighting speed and gripped her ankle. He snapped it on sight, and sent her sprawling to the floor. Bleu jumped up, ready to fight when something pricked her arm. She felt instantly weak, but raged on. She fought men and broke several of their bones, but never succeeded in killing one. Eventually her flame blew out, and she collapsed onto the floor. She fought to breath, and felt as if air was leaving her lungs. A short man in a suit approached with a sinister smile on his face. "Look at yourself," he spoke. "You're a mess." He held up a mirror, and Bleu saw. She was drenched in blood, and her eyes were as bright as ever. Her eyes drooped, and she tried to kick the man in his sweet spot. "Look at you, all broken yet still trying to fight," he laughed. "She's gone, honey. It's over." She attempted to spit in his face, but failed. He hit her, breaking her jaw. She mumbled something unintelligible, and the man laughed. He leaned in close. "I win," he sneered, as he closed her drooping eyes, sending Bleu into the darkness.