Original Name: N/A
Nobody Name: Jynx
Alias: The Tortured Soul
Alliance: Exiled Order
Exiled Order #: 17
Hometown: The World That Never Was
Theme Song:
Artist:
Quote: "My past has been fueled with anger, hate, and sorrow. Death is nothing to be afraid of. Nothing at all, really. So stay prepared. . . the darkness is among us."
Age: 17
Clothing: Exiled Organization Robe
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous
Eyes: yellow, but a scar on his left eye
Hair: Long, Black w/ Blue streaks(combo of Säix and Axel)
Height: 6'
Weight: 170 lbs
Sex: Male
Dark and mysterious - doesn't really show any emotion except that he appears to always be in a bad mood. Boyfriend/lover to Xana in the Exiled Order.
Weapon: Two keyblades - One darkness (Dusk keyblade) & One light (Dawn keyblade) and the fusion of the two (The Road to Twilight keyblade).
Fighting Style: Extremely aggressive, thriving from his emotions.
Lesser Nobody:
Nobody Description:
Element: Nothingness
Element Description:
I don’t remember. Where was I? Who am I? The first thing I recall is awaking in what seemed like a laboratory. I was floating in a cold liquid within a glass chamber. As I sterilely scanned the area, I saw a man in a black coat. His hair was dirty blonde, with two long strips falling down his face. He was regularly checking, I think, my vitals. The thing, he didn’t seem human, had a crooked smile the entire time. When I forced myself to lift a finger, he gasped in shock. Calling for a "Xenmas", he ran out of the room. My head began to ache, the tubes and wires protruding from my body were beginning to burn. My rage soon took form, and I couldn’t stand to be in this cage any longer. I heard footsteps coming toward the room I was being held in. The scientist and the man who must have been Xenmas entered. "Ah, so this one was a success, Vexen?" "Yes, sir." He glanced over toward a monitor, a look of terror formed on his face. "X-Xenmas! He’s got so much power, and his level of rage is..." "Perfect.", interrupted the potent being. The anger within grew and grew. They were talking about me as if I were some sort of animal! The room commenced to rumble, the liquid I dwelled in started to boil. "This isn’t good!", Vexen shakily murmured, "He must be stopped, his power must not be allowed to grow anymore! He’s a threat to us and himself!" Before I knew it, I strike of lighting hit my tank, and I was gone.
Seconds later, I found myself running through the woods, trying to determine where I was. The only problem was that I didn’t know where anything was. Dazed and confused, I collapsed from exhaustion. I heard a woman scream, then everything went black. When I woke up, I was in a bed, clothed, and could faintly here the voice of a woman. It was the same voice from before. She was singing her song beautifully enough to make even the most elegant bird jealous. I had never spoken before, so I struggled to get my first words out. "Wh-wh-where am I?" From the area she stood, she replied. "You’re in my bedroom. I couldn’t just watch a man pass out and leave him there, now can I?" I suppose her logic made sense. Suddenly, she popped her head in from around the corner. "So what brings you to this quaint little place?" I couldn’t bring myself to give an answer. Her face was unlike any I’ve ever seen. Granted, I’ve only seen two before hers, but she was definitely special. I could do nothing, but look away in shame. Why was someone so perfect taking time out of her life to help me? She didn’t even know me. She giggled at my reaction to seeing her, and tried to comfort me. "My name is Yoko, by the way." I looked at her and replied with, "I don’t really have a name. I don’t know anything about my past. I was just...made."
I spent 7 months with this woman, and we grew to love each other. She became my life. Everything I did was just for her. Rage, hate, anger. Those became a foreign words to me. It wasn’t long, though, that this happiness was plucked away from me. I was roaming through the streets of the city, miles away from Yoko’s home. She had asked me to go out and get supplies for "something special." From a portal of darkness, a cloaked man emerged. "It’s time to come back, Jynx.", he said. "We’ve been looking all over for you. But now you can finally go home, and meet your family." This man had the same voice as that "Xenmas" person. "Not thanks. I’ve got a home." So, my name is Jynx, then. Without warning, Xenmas summoned a pair of blades that emitted a red light. "You’re just a failed, ruined shell of the truth, Jynx. You haven’t the right of any home other than ours." I had no idea what he was talking about, but I knew it to be true. "Come with me," he continued, " and I will show you how to summon the key to all hearts. The keyblade."
Driven purely by instinct, I stretched out my hand. In a bright array of light, it appeared in my hand. It was a strange weapon, the likes of which few have ever seen. Just like the name implies, it was a sword in the shape of a key. "You mean...this?" Through the shade that covered his face, I could almost see a frown on Xenmas’ face. I tried to attack him, but my efforts were in vein. He easily beat me. I didn’t even stand a chance. I was lying on the ground, covered in cuts and bruises. Xenmas was just picking me off the floor to take me back, until she came onto the scene. She felt I was out for too long, and became worried for me. If it wasn’t for her, my life as a tool would be all I knew. It was also because of her my pain was given birth. In a selfless act of saving me, she had sacrificed her body to protect me. Seeing her lifeless body before me, I was overcome with fury. My brows burrowed, and my teeth cringed as a surge of energy shot through me. A black lighting bolt streaked through the sky, and into my body. My wounds were all healed, and I stood to my feet. In my free hand, a second keyblade took form. This one, however, was much more evil than its counterpart. With a powerful downward slash from both keyblades, a great lightning bolt fired out from the tips straight toward Xenmas. It hit him dead center, giving him no time to react, and launched him back into the portal from which he came. The portal closed soon after.
With little to no energy left, my keyblades disappeared as I slumped over, barely able to stand. I dropped to my knees, and held Yoko closer to me as I felt her life slowly fade away. I could feel my own consciousness slip away, so my time with her was extremely limited. I clenched her and whispered to her, "I won’t let you go...". She smiled, and breathed her last breath. At that, my blood ran cold, and I passed out. This woman had taught this heartless being to love, only to loose her own life. For that I will be forever grateful, and forever mourn.
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Present Day . . . I seek to regain my memories so that i can know where I came from and how I got to be here. I spoke to a man named Diz, wise in these ways, and he told me that to "Lose is to gain and to gain is to lose. All you need do is follow my path and all would be clear." Now I stand here, a member of the Exiled Order, waiting to see the day that I can learn the truth...