Zaraki, Hitoshi

[Guest]

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CASE FILE: Chimerae

"When the rich wage war, it's the poor who die"
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FULL NAME:
Zaraki Midori Hitoshi

AGE:
23

SEX:
Male

BIRTH PLACE:
Amestria

RACE/SPECIES:
Chimerae a mix of both Human and Ram

DATE OF BIRTH:
March 12th

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HEIGHT:
182.88 or six feet exactly

WEIGHT:
70.5 or one hundred and fifty five pounds

PICTURE:
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DESCRIPTION:
Zaraki's appearance is consistent with most humans except for a few minor details of course, his ears are elongated to the point were most would stare ending in a sharp point. The other very noticeable and odd thing about Zaraki is from the back of his head/skull two large horns like a ram sprout out and curl around on each side of his head. Beyond these two features not much else separates Zaraki from humans his skin while a bit pale is no different, nor are his teeth or eyes changed in any way shape or form. His eyes are a golden/yellow color that often seem to stare through whatever he is looking at, His hair hangs down almost to his shoulders and is a pale white color that seems to have a mind of it's own looking wild and ruffled most of the time. On his hips he wears two knives of unique design better known as trench knives.

Around his neck Zaraki wears three necklaces, one is a collar like black piece of metal wrapped directly around his throat, the second is a loose fitting necklace of obsidian beads that rest just above his collarbones, the third is the lowest of all a black strong necklace which holds three golden beads varying in size and to top it off between them lay two golden wings. On his shoulders Zaraki wears to metal pieces of armor like shoulder pads for football players but much stronger and heavier to most they seem like fashion accessories but they are quite useful in combat for Zaraki and have the shape of ram horns engraved into them. His torso is covered in a very loose red short sleeved shirt that has under hand black sleeves, where the ends are actually covered in arm bracelets they are gold with symbols engraved into them. His wrists are also covered with bracelets these being less constricting mostly black with a gold center that jangle every time he moves. His pants are a mere white cotton loose fitting for comfort and movement that he tucks into his boots, his boots are custom made to fit him and strap around his shins so they never move unless he wants them to.

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PERSONALITY:
OVERALL: Zaraki is a rather odd person at times he can seem to be the nicest of people, but then in an instant he can turn into someone else. He does not suffer from multiple personality syndrome though if you are thinking that. His usual attitude is carefree and aloof to a point where some might think him an idiot. But Zaraki is not an idiot he chooses to act like this as it makes sure the pressure of trying be something he isn't, doesn't crush him. To most Zaraki is a rather nice person who will stop to help someone out if it doesn't put him in some kind of danger, if it involves danger and he doesn't have to fight it is simple Zaraki will not fight. It is quite simple Zaraki is a nice person at heart but only to a certain extent, so to say if someone whom he did not know was being killed in front of him he wouldn't care one bit as it is not his problem. But this doesn't mean he is a psychopath who goes killing people in fact quite detests killing people so will often give someone the chance to run away before entering 'killing mode'.

With Women: Zaraki is often flirty and confident he often flirts with any woman without realizing he is actually doing it. He does not get emotionally attached to them as he does not feel love towards anyone he usually just plays around with them and leaves them, if they are willing he keeps them as friends with benefits but either way doesn't matter to him he just likes to 'play'. He treats women like they are mere things to play with but he is not overly cruel with them he explains things to them and lets them choose if want to 'play' with him.

Killing Mode: Zaraki's personality changes only slightly meaning he will kill without hesitation but overall he acts exactly the same in his odd way. He will continue to talk too much to the person often commenting on their style and why they might fight like that or act in the way they do trying to mess with their mind. Also at this point there is nothing that will persuade Zaraki from killing his opponent as he has shut out all feelings of compassion and mercy towards the person he is fighting.

Alone: Often Zaraki likes to sit in a forest and sing to himself which he will not do in front of people as he doubts his own voice. He thinks being around other people too much disrupts a person's flow or energy and feels that every person needs to be alone for some time so they can release pent up emotions by doing some form of talking even if it is talking to themselves. When alone he will also often talk to himself like he is a different person and constantly argue with himself countering everything he says with something else making people assume he is insane.

Love: Zaraki is not overly familiar with this feeling be it love as in romance or love for a family member he has not come to understand what drives people to feel this way. He is experienced in sex and mainly satisfies the woman or women he is with but he does not feel love for them as a wife and husband would this is a result of growing up in a highly hostile environment for most of his life. He has tried to understand this feeling but he could never truly feel that way about anyone he had ever met so far as such speaking of love to him is like speaking to a rock about it he doesn't care for it a bit.

Trust: Is something Zaraki does not have in a single living person to him trusting someone other then yourself is asking for death, this temperament is also due to growing up in a very hostile environment for most of his life. While a person may think Zaraki has allowed them to understand or get to know his inner workings this is merely a lie or wall that Zaraki has built in order to placate the person into thinking they truly know him. The only person that truly knows the inner workings of Zaraki is himself this way no one can ever betray him and cause him the pain his has seen others inflict upon each other. Zaraki has seen the worst in people and experienced it for himself as such the seed of distrust was placed within him long ago and rooted deep within his personality. As such he may lie or speak in riddles as being cryptic is also amusing to him.


LOVE:
Nature, Quiet, Animals, Singing, Sweet things.

HATE:
Arrogance, Death, Being around people, Sour things, People touching him.

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HISTORY:
Child Arc: Zaraki was born like any other child in a hospital with a father and his mother neither died that night, the only minor thing the doctor commented on was his lack of crying. But that was all he grew up steadily with his mother and father although his lack of crying never disappeared, it didn't matter who did what or what happened to him Zaraki never shed a tear. Rather he would merely walk away from something as if it bored him rather then cry or confront the problem, as a result of this unusual behavior he became isolated from others his age. His parents ignored his antisocial behavior as they believed as he got older he would grow out of it, by age eight they learned that it would not happen. Zaraki's attitude towards people only grew worse instead of just ignoring others he intentionally hurt them, his parents distraught confronted him asking why he would do these things. Zaraki merely replied that if he never let anyone get close they could never hurt him, his parents didn't know what to say to him so they left him alone that night.

Most people had learned to stay away from Zaraki now as there was no chance he was ever going to be friends with them as such he was always alone. While alone he would take walks outside of the slums he was born in, he had no eager fantasies at age eight he knew he was born in the slums and it was most likely where he would die. Outside of the slums there was a small forest like area where he would roam freely, it was only here that Zaraki ever felt at peace with the world and it's inhabitants. It was his holy land a place only he could be himself where he had no worries about others, here he could do what he wished without rules or judgement from others. This went on for about two years now at the age of ten Zaraki had completely turned the small forest like area into his own he knew every rock, branch, and animal that was within the forest as if it were part of him. Because of this he found it most odd when one day he found a baby sheep or to be more specific a baby ram. He had no idea how it had gotten there or where it could have come from if it had been a human child Zaraki would most likely have left it to die, but animals were Zaraki's soft spot so he saved it that day.

He took the ram in and started to raise it although it was quite difficult he never gave up, he even named the ram giving it the name Ares like the greek god of war. It was over the next year that Zaraki and Ares grew up together, Ares never left the forest and Zaraki came to visit everyday by himself of course. By now Zaraki was more of an animal then human he ran around with nothing but shorts on, his feet had grown hard and calloused like his hands from constantly running around bare. He was agile and quick as he ran everyday with Ares through the forest, these were the last happy times of his life. Like most good things this had to end it was on a sunny day that Zaraki went on a walk to the forest to visit Ares like always, he had just entered the forest when he heard a gunshot ring out. The sickening sound echoed throughout the forest, Zaraki felt the blood drain from his face as one single thought came to mind Ares was the thought. He tried to console himself as he ran through the forest there were many animals here anyone could have shot at one of them and not Ares. He stopped in a clearing when he found a small pool of blood, he touched it feeling the warmth of the blood. The scent was not knew to him but he had never seen so much before he wanted to throw up, he followed the trail of blood he found and about two hundred meters he saw them.

Two men standing in the forest but that was not what Zaraki's eyes were locked on, at their feet lay a ram but it was not just any ram oh no it was Ares. Zaraki stood there shocked looking at the men with wide eyes, moisture creeping at the edges as tears threatened to burst from him. It was about now that the men noticed Zaraki standing there the first of them asked if he was okay due to his shocked expression. The second started to walk over to see what was wrong, that was the first mistake the second came from the first man he asked if the second man wished to gut the ram. The second man replied no it was his kill so the first had to gut it, Zaraki heard the word kill and suddenly everything became slow as the second man reached him he acted. His small size would never have allowed him to overpower the man but they had weapons that would help, he used his head rather then trying brute force. As the second man looked at him Zaraki spit into his eyes blurring his vision, then he jumped forward grabbing the knife at the man's side and slammed it down to the hilt into his foot pinning him to the ground. As the first man tried to react Zaraki had taken the gun from the second man aimed and fired, hitting the first man directly in the chest. The force of the gun and the lax position Zaraki held it knocked him on his ass, but he recovered quickly and aimed the gun at the man pinned to the ground by his own knife who by now could see. The man begged Zaraki not to shoot him saying that he had a family that he loved, Zaraki smiled and replied "the only thing I ever loved is dead" and pulled the trigger.

At the age of eleven Zaraki had already taken life and to make matters worse he had done it out of anger instead of defense, even worse then that though he felt no remorse or guilt nay he felt justified in killing those men. But the pain he felt from losing the only friend he had made Zaraki curl into a ball and weep, it was the first time he had ever cried in his life and it made him feel helpless. He slept until late into the late when he awoke Zaraki used his bare hands to dig a grave for Ares, saying some last words to Ares after his burial Zaraki left knowing he could no longer stay here. This was the childhood of Zaraki Hitoshi.

Teen Arc: After leaving the forest behind Zaraki traveled deeper into the slums of Asbec where people would never question why he was there. It really was the only place he could go down into the underbelly of the slums, but he didn't have the power to survive on his own. He had no choice he joined one of the many groups or gangs there to survive, he was sent on errands for the most part finding food or giving a message to another. As he did these tasks with ease they soon decided he would be better off sending him to their rivals, they could use him as a messenger. That way none of the really useful members would have to risk their lives, so whenever a meeting or deal was being made with their rivals they sent Zaraki to talk to their rivals. Sometimes the meetings didn't go well at all the rival gang didn't like what Zaraki was saying although it was not his words, there were more then a few times that Zaraki had to flee or be killed by them. Zaraki already had his share of scars you couldn't come to the slums and expect not to find a fight, his size made him a clear target. But what he lacked in size he made up for with speed and a wolverine like attitude he didn't stop attacking until the opponent could never rise again.

Weeks went by and the weeks melted into months and months melted into years, time passed so quickly before he knew it Zaraki was sixteen now and spent almost five years in the deepest slums of Asbec. He had grown stronger learning how to fight the real way through actual combat, everything he had learned had been learned in blood. Sadly this was normal for Zaraki now blood death he didn't care one bit about it all he cared about was himself and staying alive. One day on a routine errand to the rival gang everything changed, he was suppose to just send a message telling them to back off the southeast side of town. But when he arrived at their base of operations it was overrun with military, but he could catch glimpses of the gang fighting it out trying to resist them. The military would not be denied though they captured every last one of them, then they saw Zaraki standing there watching it all. They assumed he was one of the gang members since he was here and a few went to grab him. This was no longer a small and helpless Zaraki though instead of trying to reason with them or flee he leaped forward, slamming a devastating right straight to a man's jaw. A sickening crunch could be heard in the gang base as the fist made contact, the soldier fell to the ground with an abundance of blood pouring from his mouth as Zaraki had broken his jaw. The rest of them froze seeing him move so fast and inflict such damage, they weren't sure what to do now he seemed much different then the other members of the gang.

Zaraki on the other hand did not care what they did he was still moving with a single step forward he turned his whole body and brought his shin and foot right against the temple of another man with a high kick. The soldier dropped like the other albeit less blood it was then that everyone froze hearing a gunshot ring out, only once was the sound heard. Everyone including Zaraki looked towards the sound it was the commander of the soldiers with a gun pointed right at Zaraki. As he looked down Zaraki saw it a pool of blood forming at his shoulder at first he felt nothing thanks to the adrenaline but not a burning pain shot through his body. He clutched at his shoulder howling in pain right before a soldier slammed him in the head with a wooden club. He felt like the world had stopped like that time with Ares as everything slowed down as he fell to the ground unable to move. He awoke when someone kicked him in the shoulder with a hiss of pain he opened his eyes, there was the commander of the soldiers and the leader f his own gang. They were speaking the commander had heard that Zaraki was actually part of the gang that had called the military in to get rid of the other gang. But his leader said that for the right price Zaraki was just like the others expendable, Zaraki wasn't surprised as he watched the money trade hands and he was dragged away by the soldiers like the rest of them but he swore that one day he would come back to the slums of Asbec and kill that man.

Captive Arc: When he awoke it was dark at first he thought it was night but he soon found out he was in a holding cell as there were others in with him. They explained that his old gang had sold them to the military for experimentation, Zaraki asked what kind and they told him no one knew because those they took never came back. It was many days of darkness how many days Zaraki couldn't say now, the only light they ever got was when a small door slid open and their food was pushed in. A thick gruel with some water was all they got, while the others wallowed in the darkness waiting for death Zaraki listened and learned about the place they were being held in. He couldn't hear much outside of the cell but when he listened hard he could tell when the guards switched, every two hours right before lunch. Zaraki grinned to himself he was going to try and escape today as lunch came in Zaraki grabbed the arm before it drew back and he pulled with all his might. The person on the other side had not expected this growing lax in his duties thanks to no one else trying to do anything and felt his body slammed against the door. Zaraki didn't stop there he then kicked the man away from the small door but not before taking the keys from him. Reaching up he unlocked the door as the guard strode forward to stop him from getting out, Zaraki leapt forward and slammed his head into the guard's face. A small puff of red mist from the guard's nose and he was out like a light on the floor, this was merely phase one Zaraki now had to find his way out of the rest of the prison which he knew nothing about.

Zaraki took off running as the other prisoners hollered and begged him to let them out he ignored them and kept running. He had no reason to help them he told himself and their constant noise was only going to hinder his plans, he had to hide several times because of patrols. But he learned something interesting from them apparently there were three levels to this prison he was on level two and at level one you could get out. Slowly but surely Zaraki avoided the patrols each time closer then the last as they frantically searched for him, he was but mere feet from the door to freedom when it opened. And into the prison stepped twenty soldiers and the commander who had shot him, the commander asked if he truly thought he could get away laughing and saying it was a trap to see if he could actually make it up here. Zaraki waited for maybe two second after the commander stopped talking and without warning grabbed a desk chair and threw it straight at the commander. With a satisfying thunk it hit the commander square in the face, he fell to the ground clutching at his face while screaming at his soldiers to grab Zaraki. They came forward like a wave but Zaraki wasn't going down without a fight he ran forward as well headbutting, punching, elbowing, and kicking with everything he had. He may have injured quite a few of them but he was taken down he was one person against twenty there was only so much he could do.

After the soldiers secured Zaraki with three sets of shackled one on his ankles, the second on his wrists and the last on his neck they began to take him somewhere. Zaraki beaten and captured had no choice he followed while they pushed and prodded him from behind. They took him all the way to level three a place he had only heard rumors about, there he was strapped to a cold metal table with his shackles still on of course they were just a bit cautious. As the commander laughed at him Zaraki spat at him and told him to come a bit closer, the commander leaned in like a moron thinking those shackles and straps were foolproof. Well they weren't Zaraki snapped his head back and then forward right into the commander's nose unfortunenately he didn't break it. The commander backed away holding his nose as his soldiers snickered behind his back, furious he called in the doctor a small man about four foot two at best walked in completely clad in white. He had a creepy feeling to him as he went through several drawers, before coming over he grabbed a beaker and a needle. Without a word or even a hint of preperation the doctor stuck the needle into Zaraki's arm, a hiss of pain escaped his lips and he tensed as the needle dug into him. A few seconds later the needle was taken out with a sample of his blood, which he squirted into the beaker. The doctor then poured an unknown liquid into the beaker with Zaraki's blood and mixed them together slowly everyone including Zaraki watched as the blood turned purple. This was when the doctor smiled and said that he was compatiable, Zaraki confused asked what he was compatiable for exactly. The commander laughed and told him he was going to be changed into a monster for the military.

Zaraki looked at the commander calmly and with a dead serious gaze replied "You can turn me into whatever you want as long as you let me kill that man" he said coldly. The commander took a step back even though there was no way possible for Zaraki to reach him, the killing intent he gave off could be felt through the room even the doctor was a bit uncomfortable. The commander asked if he was serious Zaraki nodded and that was it he didn't care what it took if he could kill the man who had betrayed him. Didn't matter what he became if he could have the satisfaction of killing that man he would do whatever it took, the commander and doctor went to the corner to talk briefly. They came back and told Zaraki if they let him kill that man he would have to obey orders Zaraki laughed and said sure just hurry up I wanna kill him now. The deal had been struck and little did Zaraki know that he may have just signed a deal with the devil but at the time he didn't care.

Chimerae Arc: That was the last known time of Zaraki the human being, there on that table he gave up on humanity once and for all turning his back to them. It was also there on that table that he was transformed through the use of alchemy into a Chimerae, he was even given the choice of animal he chose a Ram. When he awoke he felt like a new person his sense's heightened beyond what a human's could. He was a completely new person and he felt good about it, the commander told him he could set out to kill the man who had betrayed him but he would need an escort so they would know he wouldn't just run off. Zaraki agreed and they set off back to the slums of Asbec it was easy to find the man who had betrayed him. Zaraki smiled at him as he crushed his skull with a single headbutt, he didn't feel a bit of pain as he crushed the man's skull either it was easy as a chimerae.

Over the course of the next four years Zaraki was a dog of the military, he was given an order he followed it without question whatever the order maybe. He did some terrible things in those four years yet he felt not a hint of remorse, no the only thing he felt was boredom. These last four years he had grown weary of killing and secrets he wanted to go out into the world and experience it for himself not be confined to this prison whenever he wasn't on a mission. So he decided it was time for him to leave so he told the commander he was leaving one night, the commander astounded at his audacity was outraged. He told Zaraki the only way to leave was death a mistake on his part, Zaraki merely grinned and crushed his skull with a simple headbutt. It was that night that Zaraki left and became a rogue chimerae for the next three years he wandered the world on his own taking in everything he could.

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TRIVIA:
His weapons ->

Spoiler:

Speaks --> Amestrian, Xingnese, Cretan,

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ALIAS:
Zaraki

OTHER CHARACTERS:
none

CREATOR'S COMMENTS:
Choco taco o.o

CUSTOM RANK:
Iron Ares

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[Guest]

Done I think o.o sorry for the short cliche story but I was kinda brain dead lol

[Aurelius Schwartz]

APPROVED

Tsuna, that is NOT short!! -points at all the other histories- Yours is definitely among the longest. And I thought it was good~ How can you be cliche with a ram? Lots of violence! XD

I'm excited! =3 I love the name Zaraki too.

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