"You can hate me for who I am or what I do, but you will never know who I am, or understand why I actually do it."(English dub, Lightning's voice.)
Falling in the Black by Skillet
-Age: 21
-Gender: Female
-Height: 5"7'
-Weight: 136 lbs.
-Hair Color: Pure Diamond Blonde (Yes, it's a real color.)
-Eye Color: Amber
-Necro Class: Cybernetic Necromancer
-Personality:
Having being raised as a boy, she's definitely not what you call "feminine". Xandra is rough, competitive, arrogant, rude, and she's loud. To add to all of that, she's also an outgoing person, if you couldn't tell already. She's only arrogant about her power, but she doesn't brag. She usually taunts her opponent of their skills, since she believes that her necromancy skills are amazing (which isn't exactly a lie, especially with a demonic spirit's power combined), she usually underestimates her opponents, leading to her defeat at times.
Xandra is also only afraid of one thing; losing people she cares about. It's more than a regular feeling of it though. She would almost freak out whenever she lost someone or thinks of losing them. So since it's mostly the only thing she's afraid of, she would not be reluctant to try something new.
Her motto would be a "don't plan, just do" kind of thing. She hates planning, as much as she hates being restrained or being downgraded from her spontaneous personality.
She's also very social, and she would make friends easily, just not female ones. Because of her personality, she doesn't know how to act around girls and would most likely hurt their feelings, but not on purpose. Feeling nervous around females despite being a female herself, her inexperience of how to act towards females shines very clear.
Despite her outer exterior, she cherishes everything she loves and cares about, and she's forced to be strong as a strong willed interior. She fights her past from haunting her and making her agnostic, being a optimistic one. Because of her past, she's really clingy to the people who would still turn an eye to her, and she protects them the best she can.
-Bio:
When Xandra was around eight years old, her memories were gone and she was lying in the alleyway on a pouring day. Just when she thought it was the end of her, she was saved by a man. He told her about Necromancy, and how people who have the ability to practice it were called "Necromancers". Confused at first, she thought he was insane, until he showed her. That day, she also learned that she had the potential to be a Necromancer.
The man, although she never really did know his name, became her mentor, and she called him by "Master". He taught her everything he knew, as a Cybernetic Necromancer. He also nurtured her, and read her stories of superheroes always saving the day. Because of her liking to them, he named her "Xandra", which meant "the savior of humanity". He also gave her his surname "Gastrell".
She was raised up as a boy, and she hung around boys instead of girls. To her, girls seemed too fragile and talkative. Hanging around boys were more fun and rough, and they always made rude insults to each other, but they were playful ones. Because of that, she picked up an accent and became a complete masculine character.
When Xandra was thirteen years old, something went wrong. She came back later than her usual curfew, and saw a light in her master's workshop where he kept trying to create a perfect species of undead. She checked in on him, to see if he was sleeping or not, and had to bear witness his death. He summoned a demonic spirit instead of what he had expected, and the said spirit killed her mentor.
Scared out of her wits, she tried to run away, but it saw her, chased after her, and was about to kill her when she was cornered, until it asked, "do you want your precious master to come back alive and for you to keep your life? If you do then I just have one request." She was so scared out of her mind, and she cared for her master so much that she didn't consider the consequences and immediately agreed.
The demonic spirit merely laughed and brought her mentor back to life, only to have him try to kill her. The demon then possessed her body, and controlled her as its medium and vessel. Xandra, with the demon possessing her, killed her mentor again, having only able to fight back for the demon's control of her body then. When she regained consious, she was horrified at what just happened. Her left eye was injured.
The spirit taunted her, and was remaining within her mind, as it enjoyed feeding on her fear, and laughed at her foolishness of his possession over her. But because it was to remain there, she was given its powers, having to fight day and night back at the demon so it would not be able to take total control over her. Whenever she would use it's powers, marks would appear on her body, and when it's all over her body to the last bit, it will take total control, no matter what.
When she could gather all of her feelings and could actually be able to move again, she noticed a note on the floor and read it out of curiosity. It read "dear Xandra, if anything shall ever happen to me, I would like you to find a man named Aleister Crowely. He is an old friend, and will surely look over you."
From then, she became more brave and changed herself. Xandra tried to fufill her mentor's request and went to find the man called Aleister Crowely. Ever since then, she trained from different Cybernetic Necromancers for short periods of times and went on to keep finding him.
When she finally found him..or, at least the person he was using as a vessel, she joined him even though she knew it was wrong. Even though she knew it was against her love of justice. She just accepted it, since she would think that "With this demon inside me, I could never be a hero. I could never be one of the good guys. Heh..it's funny how my name means "the savior of mankind" when I'm doing something like this to people.."
-Sample Post:
(This would be a scene when she fights someone that isn't much of concern, just a random Necromancer. It's just an action kind of post.)
The dark flame, filled with screaming souls and burnt more than any other flame headed towards her and brushed her arm, barely missing and making a severe burnt mark that made her flinch. She sucked it up though and replied, "Hah! Is that the best you got? And you call yourself a Necromancer? Pft." She laughed a bit."Don't kid' with me! I'd tell you to come back when you get better, but I'm gonna have to kill you before you do that."
Xandra smiled at the Necromancer's look of hatred combined with embarrassment. She then summoned one of her simple knives, thinking that this sort of level of Necromancy deserved an equal level and infused it with dark magic. Looking sorrowfully at the Necromancer who will be yet another one of the people she will kill, she swallowed her pain. Sprinting towards him with incredible speed, she held the knife next to the wide-eyed, surprised Necromancer's neck who was too slow to react and whispered in his ear, "I'm sorry..I never wanted to actually do this." She slit his neck without hesitation and stood there as his blood splattered all over her.