Born with a personality like fire, Akira Akane is aggressive and temperamental. She is passive and calm when she needs to be, but her emotions burn through when they are too intense. She will often use her enemies to get what she wants, that mainly being blood to satiate her thirst when it becomes too unbearable, and will do so by any means absolutely necessary. Because she herself is so manipulative to them, she has no reason to have trust in others. If it is so easy for her to fool others, couldn't others just as easily fool her? Consequently, she seems to not have many close friends, though has deluded herself into believing she doesn't need them. The delusion, however, has negative effects. She puts on a mask of carelessness, making herself unattractive to others. For those who see through this, she is a very focused being. Akira is very aware of her senses, and devotes herself to controlling each one of them.
She enjoys causing trouble, it is mere entertainment for her. Whispering voices into her victims mind, making them go insane slowly... setting the date for the time bomb she plants in them to go off.
- Appearance:
- Abilities/Powers:
Akira has the ability to control and create fire. Because it is such a temperamental element, she dedicates much of her time to learning how to control, master, and perfect the use of it.
Akira can also create telepathic bonds with others, though this does not mean that she can read their minds, simply speak with them telepathically.
Akira has unbelievable speed + agility, being a vampire.
- Disadvantages:
Akira is physically weak in strength when she has not fed, despite being so quick. Also, she has severe trust issues.
- Equipment:
Poisoned bo-shuriken which tranquilize within a minute of contact, several small daggers which can be thrown.
Sword of Strength. (See Hidden Royale organization)
History
Akira Wakeshi, before having her surname changed, grew up in a broken household. Simple as that.
Her mother was an alcoholic, destined to drink away what sanity she may have had. She, like Akira, could control fire and used it in abusive ways- not only to her daughter, but to her family as a whole, herself included. Akira's father and brother were victims of the abuse, often wearing new burns every time her mother had an "episode" of insanity.
But nothing was ever done.
"If we were to let her out into the streets, she would kill." Her father recited constantly, "Besides, I love her and we love her, despite her ailments."
Akira understood. But disagreed.
They should put her out of her misery, kill her before she kills anyone else. Why keep an untamed lion in your home, afterall? The murderous thoughts lingered in the back of Akira's mind like a disease, and like a disease, only grew with each new scar she'd be cursed to wear for the rest of her life. She did not sympathize with her mother, and if she did it never affected her actions.
And Akira left.
She was only 11 at the time, but knew from a young age that she could not live any longer in a cancerous home such as that one. She would forever hold an incurable grudge against her mother, tearing her family apart, and more importantly, indirectly causing her to run away.
Akira would live on her own for a year until she'd met a Kunoichi master (female ninja).
Kunoichi, unlike male ninjas, were trained differently. Their training focused more on disguises, poisons, and using their gender to an advantage. While they were trained in close combat, they were only to make use of this knowledge if they were caught.
This woman, who's name was Mameha Akane, took in Akira in hopes that she'd be an admirable Kunoichi when she grew up. Akira accepted this, knowing she really had no other choice besides living a miserable life on the streets. She was trained vigorously, often forced to wake before the sun rose, and it was here which she discovered her gift of fire manipulation. However, being the only trainee in the dojo with his power, she was forced to teach herself how to master it.
Also academically tutored, within a year, Akira could name any poison which could paralyze one for only minutes, as well as name the ones which were an instant death to one.
She learned how to hide weapons in her disguises. Hair ornaments were often sharp and most often poisoned, knives were hidden in sleeves and belts, and the edges of her fans were almost always tipped in metal and sharpened. Akira was a trained assassin, among other things.
By 16, she was deemed the heir to the Akane household. Her surname, no longer Wakeshi, was instead Akane.
She was an assassin for her master, and did her job with ease. It was almost too easy. Disguising herself as a house servant, a geisha, fortune-teller... Endless possibilities.
Her victims would be taken by her seemingly innocent beauty, her petite figure, her clever words to lure them in. They would be intrigued. And when she finally pulled the knife from her silk sleeve, she would see the confused horror in their eyes only moments before she left them, dead and bleeding.
Years passed, and her skills only grew. But one mission would ruin it all.
The task was simple by nature- take out one of her master's most prominent enemies. He was her rival, like every other man she'd killed. Only, he was impossibly different from the rest.
Instead of Akira being the one who manipulated him in her capable hands, he manipulated her without she even realizing it. She grew to think him a good man, one that only did his job with the best intentions he knew. She was ultimately turned against her own master, whom she soon grew to think corrupt and evil.
Akira soon found herself in love with this man, breaking every rule she'd been taught in the past several years. And he knew it.
It came to a single night then, he'd taken her into his own home. Akira, for once, had felt as if she'd been walking on air- blissful, happy. He confessed his own feelings for her, embracing her with strong arms...
He brought his mouth to her neck, and pierced his fangs through the thin membrane of skin. He drank from her, all the while injecting his own vampiric poison into her blood stream.
Akira was betrayed.
She writhed in pain at the attack, feeling the poison course through her body- transforming her. She could not attack him, he rendered her unable to do so. The last thing she would ever remember of him would be his parting words.
He stared down at her frail body, knowing that each scar she had would be healed, her skin would turn to perfection. Her once light brown eyes would be crimson with blood lust. She would now live for eternity. And he seemed to pity it all.
"You should have listened to your master, Akira." he whispered into her ear softly, then simply left her there.
Akira screamed out as he left, cursing him with evil words. Her only wish after the event was to die.
But it occurred to her that she was already dead from that point on.
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