(Jade: Okay, I suck at writing, I know. Just for the record, I own Kixx, her family, and Drip. I do not own anyone else yet.)

/Profile/

Name: Kixx

Age: 17

Hair: Rusty reddish color, short, messy, in face

Eyes: Red

Shirt: red, tight, midriff showing, long-sleeved

Pants: Black, baggy, with chain for belt

Extra appearance notes: has a long white scar on right cheek, bandaged forearms, has a tattoo of a raven on right cheek, red jewel in the center of forehead

Personality: a spitfire, independent, fighting sprit, sarcastic, short-tempered

Race: DNA was messed up in science experiments

Background: Because of her jewel, scientists wanted to find out about what caused it. They started to mess with her DNA, to see if it had anything to do with genetics. This caused her appearance and abilities to enhance and change.

Powers/Abilities: Faster then an average person, can call upon fearful beasts, can actually understand her companion, can use fire anywhere

Weapon: brass knuckles

Family: Everyone is dead but her father, Sitmik (Sit-Mic), and her little brother, Da Nak.

Kixx hates her father, because he killed her mother, Amika (Am-ick-ka), her little sister, Mink, her elder sister, Jinx, and her elder brother, Zik. She loves her little bother, and left him with her mother's friend, Trixy, so he wouldn't get hurt when she traveled. There is also a little Selkie boy, Det Back, that thinks of Kixx as a mother. He is traveling with her. (Don't ask why he travels with her and Da Nak doesn't)

Compainion: A small green imp named Drip. He speaks "Impish".

/Kixx POV/

I stare into the pond that is in front of me. My reflection stared back. No matter what I did, it did the same. I cock my head, it does the same. I blink, it follows. I bring down my hand to disturb the water. It does not look the same anymore. It is now swirling in the water. It kind of reminds me of my family. We stayed together, we worked together, but when my father came down on us, we fell apart, a broken reflection of a happy family.

It was five years ago. He killed my brother, my two sisters, and my mother. I hate him.

Have you had enough of this lovey-dovey shit?

Okay, so here's the deal. I'm a seventeen-year-old half demon. I have a fighting demon's blood in me, making me faster and tougher then your average person. I was sent back in time two years ago because of a science experiment gone wrong.

Yes I'm a half-demon. I'm damn proud of it to. I make a living stealing from caravans on the road. You know, 1000 gil here, a slice of meat there, I make do with what I can get. I sometimes have to make do with nothing but 50 gil. I never steal so much that the people in the caravan starve or something. That would be cruel.

That would make me like my father.

(A/N: Short I know. But this will eventually get better. This will be a De NamOC story. Maybe I'll make a Bal DatOC story sometime.)

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