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"When there's nowhere else to run,
Is there room for one more son?
If you can hold on, hold on.
I wanna stand up, I wanna let go.
You know, you know - no you don't, you don't.
I wanna shine on in the hearts of man.
I want a meaning from the back of my broken hand.

Another head aches, another heart breaks.
I am so much older than I can take.
And my affection, well it comes and goes.
I need direction to perfection, no no no no.

Yeah, you know you got to help me out.
Yeah, oh don't you put me on the blackburner.

I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier,
I've got soul, but I'm not a soldier.

Over and in, last call for sin.
While everyone's lost, the battle is won.
With all these things that I've done."

- All these things that I've done; The Killers.

Hades spent his youth convinced that he and his sister were unneeded. They already had Lucifer and Athena, both powerful and imposing. He hadn't been born for a purpose, but rather because his father had been bored and felt like teasing his mother.

In conjunction with this unhappy perception came a gripping and overwhelming sense of isolation. No one spoke against him, no. No one dared tease the boy, the son of their god. But Hades grew to recognize the looks they'd send. Disgust? Confusion? He could never quite tell, but he knew the look was not positive. And it's source? His skin, oddly enough. His older sister was white, pale, but acceptable. His older brother, a brown not uncommon in normal skin tones. His twin? She was more normal then any of them. But he himself? It was hard to get past someone when all you can see is purple skin.

But this was not all, no. From his mother he inherited a severe claustrophobia. The caves he lived in, so lovingly crafted by his father, were nothing more then a weight on Hades' chest, hindering his breathing and making his mind swim. He could hardly stand it, and whenever able, he would flee to Kamui, the land of mortals, and of the Oina. The supposed enemy.

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On one such visit, he was unlucky enough to pounce on something that was most certainly not prey. Angel, hiding from his lessons with Spector, had the misfortune meeting Hades.

Perhaps he would find friendship in Wep'keer. In a boy who, like him, followed in the footsteps of stronger siblings, and the expectations of the gods.

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Lick.
Pounce.
Running, by Raven.

Bio

Physical

Name: Hades.
Age: 17.
Race: Higher being/Chalcedoni
Gender: Male.
Build: A mix of wussy and muscular. Grows more masculine as he ages.
Hair: Teal.
Eyes: Pupilless brown.

Racial Characteristics
Distinguishing Features: Retains colors, tail and ears in human form. Rubies embedded in skin. Locations: middle of forehead at hairline. Middle of chest, just below clavicle. Back, a few inches above the base of the tail. The center of the back of each hand. Right shoulder, and the side of arm, halfway between shoulder and elbow. Lines are a coral color. A circle around the stones on his hands. A circle, then another, larger circle, around the stone on his back. A line extending up his spine from the top of the larger circle, running up his neck and over his skull (hidden by hair). Runs under the stone on his forehead, and down to the bridge of his nose, where it splits into two lines that go horizontal, running over his cheeks before curling up to go along his eyebrows. A short line under each eye, above the other lines. A diamond shape around the stone on his shoulder, with a line extending down to connect to the circle around the lower stone. Connected to the underside of the circle are three lines with dots at the end.
Stone; Placement: Ruby; Unknown.
Powers: Invisibility for short lengths of time. Teleportation. Control over fire, specifically used for fireballs. The fire on his tail serves at a bit of an .. ammo counter. Either by teleporting long distances, or using large amounts of fire, the flame on his tail diminishes. When it is completely gone, he can no longer use the powers aside from invisibility, until it is replenished. At his current power, it would be drained after about 250 medium-sized fireballs. And it would be relit after about half an hour.
Weapon: Nagamaki (a sword with a handle as long as the blade) made of ruby. Name is Elys, mental image is a minotaur. She is rather jealous, considering herself to be useless to Hades, due to his blood.

Wolf Form
Breed: Grey wolf / ? mix. Lacks alternate forms, unlike his siblings and father.
Build: Tall, six feet in canine form. Thinner limbs then his father, in proportion to his size, somewhat large paws.
Appearance: Purple fur, with darker purple on his chest, ears, and 3/4's of tail. Tail is tipped with fire, the top of which mixes with the purple fur by way of many crossing and curling lines.

Relatives
Parents: Sarutahiko and Icarus.
Siblings: Persephone, Lucifer, and Athena.
Mate: None.
Children: None.
Friends: Angel.

Mental
Personality: Incredibly depressed, and claustrophobic. However, he never speaks of this to anyone, and even his family doesn't know he has these problems. Uncertain about his appearance and his role in life. Tends to be very friendly to those who accept him. Has grown to dislike those who are sexually loose, despite his own willingness to sleep with those who are close to him.
Sexuality: Bisexual, prefers men.