Full Name: Alexander Cruz
Nicknames: Alex and Lex
Age:16
Years At Camp:2 months
Hair (Length, color, style, etc.): short black hair, bangs to above eyebrows
Eyes: Pale Blue
Body Type (Height, weight, etc.):Muscular but not ripped. 6"1, 140 lbs
Distinct Markings (Freckles, scars, birthmarks, etc.): scar running down back.
Date of Birth: 5/1/1996
Personality (Friendly, mean, different, violent, etc.):Calm, Omnious, Shy
Powers (optional): Has control over darkness. He can shadow travel short distances 8 times per day. The max distances is 10 meters. Can throw shadow balls 6 times per day. Those are the size of baseballs. He can weave the shadows into blades that wrap around various parts on his body. He can have only 3 on him at once, and they last for 4 minutes. He make those 6 times per day.After each abilty, he gets very tired and when he reaches the max on any of his powers, he passes out for 1 hour.
Fatal Flaw: Not being able to tell anyone about his problems.
Other Flaws (at least two others): scared easily, afraid of glass (reason in bio)
Weapon(s): Short, curved, CB Sword and a bow and CB arrows
Pets: N/A
Talents/Skills: Archery, sword fighting, artist and musician
RP Example: Alex walked into the forest and looked at the sky. He observed the surondings. He sighed and saw people walking his way. He looked down on the floow and pushed down, traveling threw the shadows. He came up behind a tree so they wouldnt see him. He sighed and continued walking towards the camp. He thought about the past while he was walking. He started to cry and went on his way.
Biography: Alex had a simple life in the beginning, nice family and friends. Also a very nice house in Albany. He learned about his powers in the worst way possible: He was showing his stepdad a little trick he learned, throwing a shadow ball. When he threw it in the air, it hit his stepdad in the head, going through him and killing him. His world went upside down after this. He became an outcast and was horribly beaten by his new stepdad, who was an alcoholic. He threw glass bottles at him, one hitting him on the back, scarring it. He became sick of the torture. His mother told him stories of a camp where the children of gods went to be trained. He set out to find this place after getting sick of his home.