Sign Up The Dark Curse

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[FONT="Comic Sans MS"][COLOR="DarkRed"][SIZE="4"]200 A.D.[/SIZE]

It was found many centuries ago, before technology had really found its way into our everyday lives. Back when we were the sacrifices on the altar from which it sat upon. The Dark Curse was an entity that consumed and lived off of fear, hate, and turmoil. It would turn villages against one another that had always been friends and make them go to war just for the tortured souls that stayed behind. It wasn?t until half a century later that people found that it had been the beast that had pitted them against one another and began to look for a way to seal the beast, finding documents left behind by other civilizations they realized that the best way to seal the monster was to starve it. No longer did neighboring villages quarrel, no longer did spouses go to sleep angry, and no longer did sibling squabble. Soon they realized that the curse was growing weaker, the last part of the found inscription was chipped away so they did the only thing that they could think of, they held a celebration in congratulations to a new birth in the village. The joy was over whelming for the abomination and it retreated back into slumber waiting for another chance to be discovered and another chance to feed on hatred and grow stronger, and then it would get its revenge on the human race for throwing away its chance for world domination.[/COLOR][/FONT]


[FONT="Comic Sans MS"][COLOR="Navy"][SIZE="4"]2007[/SIZE]

Xero shrugged into her jacket and pushed her feet into her boots, it was October and her favorite time of the year; it was cold and windy but the crisp mornings were always her favorite. She warmed up a cup of hot chocolate and opened her balcony window; she was on the 12th floor and could see as far into the mountains as her eyes let her. The air was clear and the sweet smell of the fall setting in around her made her smile. Sipping her cocoa she groaned as her room bell rang.
?What is it??
?The Sweepers are being called in for a meeting.?
She sighed and shrugged out of her robe on the way back to her bed.
?Fine, fine, I?ll be there momentarily.?
The fading footsteps told her the ?bell boy? got it. She got dressed quickly and walked to her door, grabbing her uniform trench coat she threw it on over her uniform and slipped her key card through the slot of her door.
?Have a good day agent Nova.?
She gave a fake smile at the mechanic voice and shook her head.
?Whatever.?
Her heels clicked noisily down the hall, and the swish of her long hair against the leather coat matched its rhythm steadily. Continuing down the hall she stopped at a bright silver door, slipping her key card through the mechanic voice chirped yet again.
?Welcome agent Nova.?
She rolled her eyes and entered the empty room as the door slid open; she was the first one there; but soon not the only one. Sitting in her respective seat at the front of the long table she opened the file and began to read as she waited for the others, the whole time her frown getting deeper and deeper with what she was reading.


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Name: Xero Ichi
Age: Appears 18 due to the chemical, but is 27.
Gender: Female
Personality: Friendly and talkative she is somewhat of an enigma, she is sarcastic and dependable she is a friend to all of her comrades and makes it her duty to protect them with her life. In battle she is harsh and unforgiving, she fights like a beast and give no mercy to her enemies.
Height: 5 ft, 7 in
Heritage: Japanese/ American
Blood type: AB
Weight: 141lbs
Appearance: Will put in later
Bio: She was an orphan at the age of 3 and was taken in by one of the women in the agency. At the age of 5 she began to train in the agencies facilities and showed signs of being a prodigy. Trained in hand to hand combat, every form that the agency could throw at her, she was then trained in weapons and artillery. She could use any gun and weapon given to her, and could throw a full grown man across the dojo by the time she was 8. When she turned 10 they introduced her to a chemical drug that they gave to all of their specialist known as Sweepers. It increased speed, stamina, strength, every sense a person has; sight, hearing, touch, taste, smell. Every fiber of her being was heightened to a new level. Soon they found that along with other like her the drug had another effect on her. She was able to manipulate fire. She was indeed a prodigy like the others before her but she soon became the best, and as the ones before her died off in the missions as they became harder and more severe she prevailed and soon became head of he Sweeper program. She recruited other like her, the best; all with different personalities and all with something to give to her and the agency.
Fear: She is Closter phobic. [/COLOR][/FONT]