23 years old â Male 2 â â Sector 5
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On the back of his left shoulder would be found his mark. The marks looks like if he had been shot from a gun, which the dry blood marked down his skin. The hole itself would be noticeable, but since it isnât a real wound, it would just appears as a black circle. The blood itself has a chaotic but beautiful path down to his sides, as if the blood was cleaned up afterward. Although, the mark has its own propriety; in fact, it relates on Damonâs power usage. When he doesnât use his power, the mark would only appear as outlines. The more he uses his powers, the more the mark will be filled in. Once he reaches his limits, the mark would be completely blackened out. Even so, it happened very rarely. Very, very rarely.
Pale skinned, Damon is 6â2 high and weights around 160 lbs. His eyes are of a dark blue while his hair is straight and black. He naturally dons a beige cap over his hair, usually giving him the appearance of swept bangs over his forehead, a light brown turtleneck shirt, and a long black trench coat reaching below mid-thigh.
Damon could be described as a very weird being. First of all, he recognizes the name Aaron as the name of his body, and not the name of the whole he is. In fact, he knows that his real name is Damon, and so he set in his mind that when someone will call him Damon, it is more personal. For now, he seems rather uninterested of everything. Not in a bored-fit, but he seems rather depressed. Not even; he has hard time to transmit his emotions to body gestures and words. As for now, he sees that the one taking decisions would be Tom, because he âlivesâ inside of him. And the way that he saw Tom defending him, he adopted the way he looked; fierce and uninterested. He does, however, flash up a smile time to time, but it is a rare occasion. He does not have any interest in living the life he has, and so he often forgets that he has basic needs, since he wasnât taught that he could go on with his own life without Tom telling him when to eating and drink. It is an odd state of mind, but it is one that he bares deeply. He could be often found him to be muttering as if he was talking. To be precise, he thinks that he is talking to Tom, and the thoughts he has would be Tomâs. For all, he is a very emotional person on the inside, but due to his pass, those emotions had been limited to no enthusiasm in living a ânormalâ life.
<Signature Power & Weapon of choice>
Heâs a big earth bending. But it doesnât just reserve to rocks only; all relating to minerals and elements like that. He is able to morph them into anything he wishes. He often uses it to paralyse his enemy. He doesnât find himself justified to kill someone, but only disable them temporarily so he can get away. If he really needs to fight and doesnât find anything to equip himself, heâll morph a weapon around his arm. It would be the weapon of his choice; a sword.
<Skills>
-Reading
-Writing
-Swordmanship
-Surviving
<Fears>
-Killing someone.
<Background> Damon wasnât in the same place as all the other Marked. To be honest, his dad was hiding from the police by blending in. As you would probably guess, his dadâs mark was easy to hide, unlike other, and so it was easy to not use his powers at all and pass from a normal person. He had been meeting this girl for quite a while. He liked her, and so she liked him. It became clear that once they got together, no doubts were found against him. However, nothing can be perfect. Like many humans, his mother had hatred for Marked. Once she knew that his dad was one of them, it was already too late; she was baring a child that will soon see the light of outside. She had reported his husband to the police as they arrested him and immediately executed him. She tried to convince them to giving him a lesser punishment, but they wouldnât listen. She would then give birth of Damon. She had been interrogated to the why the child had a mark. She told to the humans that the man that they executed made her captive and raped her on several times. The times they are together were only for masking his identity, and if she spoke up, he would have killed him. And so Damon was separated from his mother.
Of course, they didnât let the child just be executed. It would be not enough cruel. Instead, he had been released on the island with the other Marked. He was set in the wild, as they thought there would be some kind of wild beast or maniac that would kill the toddler. Instead, it was another Marked under the name of Tom that would pick him up, raising the baby secretly. Already lacking of food, being a mono-parent was hard for Tom, but he forgive Damon because of his innocence, hoping for a better future for him. Not knowing his real name, Tom gave him one: Aaron. It was in honor of the dad he lost recently. From there, they lived together, and Tom taught the child how to control his powers and taught him how to fight and defend himself. He taught the child basic humans abilities like writing, reading and speaking, even with the low material they had. Even up today, Damon fare well in those things. They lived in a cave, in the shadow of all other livings. Tom made sure that Damon got out some times, but just to make sure that the child had a good health.
This small utopia couldnât last long, not even as long as a normal human spend with their parents. At the age of 10, Damon was discovered alive as he was lastly reported dead. They captured the child and as they were about to transport him away, the child said out loud:
âI swear, my daddy will kill you all when he find this out!â When he realised was he said, the guards smirked at him and held him down and covered his mouth so he doesnât mutter another word. They waited from his dadâs coming back.Soon, Tom entered into the cave with some food for both of them.
âAaron!â He called out. No respond.
âAaron! Come here!â He called out again, but only the echo of his voice could be heard. He walked deeper into the cave, thinking that the child was probably sleeping. He felt something hit his head and he feel to the ground, falling unconscious. Feeling not powerful, the child tried to get out of the guardâs arms, but it was no use. They were soon transported into a cage, and a simple order was said:
âEither one of you kill the other, or you will both die.â
Damon gasped and started to cry. He looked over at Tom who was just smiling to him.
âItâs okay. Itâs okay. I may die today, but I will always live here, my dear,â he said as he pointed the childâs heart. Tom knew it wasnât enough to made the child kill him, and so he wasnât convinced himself. Although, the way he convinced himself is to make it as a final test; when the mentor is surpassed by the student. He looked directly towards the child in the eyes, but Damon found out a new emotion that he never saw before. Anger. They were given swords. Tom picked his up and immediately started to go after his enemy. Not fully understanding, Damon was only dodging the attacks coming from his mentor, the sword hitting him there and there, but none of them were fatal. âIâm going to kill you!â Tom screamed in his unstable voice as the child quickly ducked down, dodging the blade and taking Tom by the leg, tackling him down to the ground. Tom was soon found himself pinned down on the ground, and a sword travelled through his heart. A fatal wound. Damon cried, not understanding why Tom was still smiling. The last thing he remembers from him was his smile and the few words muttered.
âD-Donât worry⊠Iâll be watching on youâŠâ
Afterward, everything is blank. He guessed it was him being pulled out of the cage and released to live alone. Since then, Damon had been shy to the world, but not in a cute way, but more of an I-donât-care way. He only wanted to know why his dad was smiling even through everything. He just hated the idea he mind never know why, which is why he doesnât smile often. He wants to make sure that he understands everything before showing his emotions.