Xanthis, Ares Dawn

[Ares Xanthis]

what if i'm not the hero?

` Ares Dawn Xanthis ,
LOVE IS A DISEASE THAT HAS NO CURE...

only in a town this small
WOULD A FATHER KNOW WHEN THE HIGH SCHOOL DANCES WERE.
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full name: Ares Dawn Xanthis
alias or nickname: X
pronunciation: air-eez, don, gzanthis. (Hope the last one made sense...)
gender: Male
race: Human
age: 17
sexuality: Straight!!
ethnicity: White
nationality: American
birthplace: Modesto, California
hometown: Modesto
current home: Forks, Washington
languages: English
accents None
date of birth: November 20, 1991
zodiac sign: Scorpio
education: Senior
career: Guitarist
automobile: None

no one will dare to
CALL YOU PLAIN WHEN I'M THROUGH WITH YOU.
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height: 5'7"
weight: 120 (Moslty muscle)
hair color: Blonde with natuaral black roots.
eye color: Blue (Left) Silver (Right)
portrayed by: Jesse McCartney

distinguishing features: His eyes, his hair, his smooth skin.


physical appearance: People say that Ares looks too young to be 17 and he disagrees. His hair is blonde with black roots and its natural. His eyes are pretty weird, he has one blue eye, left, and one silver eye, his right. He has no zits or any markings on his face, so his face is smooth. Hes kinda pale and he never wears a shirt. No matter where he goes. His body has been worked, and toned from the past years of stealing and running, so even though its not normal, hes got an 8-pack and a fully formed chest. He has not worked his arms much, but they are still bigger than most people his age, his legs are very muscular, just from his belief that agility and wit beats strength.

It looked like clouds —
AND A SENSE OF HUMOR DIDN'T MIX.
A FEW MONTHS OF THIS AND I'D FORGET HOW TO USE SARCASM.
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likes:

--Women!
--Guitar
--Monster (The energy drink)
--Wide views of landscapes
--sex
--fooling around
--System of a Down
--Papa roach
--Godsmack
--Travis Tritt


dislikes:

--Perverted Guys
--Snotty Bitches
--Cops
--Rish people who think that they own him.

goals:

--To be with a sweet and beautiful woman
--To be a great theif

abilities:

--Fast fingers, from playing the guitar.
--Pick Pocketing


strengths:

--Hiding his feelings
--Guitar
--Pick Pocketing
--Hiding


weaknesses:

--Women
--Flirtatious women!!
--Pain
--Heart break


secrets

--He acts like a real bad-ass, but he's acutally a sweet guy once you get to know him
--He can fall for any girl, as long as he thinks that they are kind-hearted.


fears:

--Weapons
--Breaking up

personality:

Ares absolutely LOVES women, sex, and stealing. He likes to flirt and compliment girls on their attitude, clothing, and such. If he sees a girl steeling, he is automatically at her feet and is in deeply in love with her. Rock is his type of music!! He likes to listen to it every day! He loves to view the landscape, he will jump on top of a tower, dodging cops, jumping around, risking his life, just to see the view of a little town. If he even hears about a cocky guy, or a snotty girl, he goes ballistic! He hates people like that! Rich people? He will tear them to shreds... . He often says puns after someone fails at catching him or when someone falls. So most of the time, he loves to joke around.

He goes around claiming that he is poor, and he once was, but all of the years of stealing, and pickpocketing, hes about middle class. Hes not rich, but hes not poor. His ambition is too get with the most beautiful and sweet girl he can and become the greatest thief who ever lived. If he fails at this, then at least he tried.


adjectives:

--Loving
--Caring
--Gentle
--Can be cruel
--Sensitive

(He aint a girl thingy though!!)

when life offers you a dream —
SO FAR BEYOND ANY OF YOUR EXPECTATIONS,
IT'S NOT REASONABLE TO GRIEVE WHEN TO COMES TO AN END.
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immediate family:

Bill (Father): deceased
Marie(Mother): Deceased
Julian(Sister): deceased


detailed history:
Ares has had a devastating past. His parents died when he was 7 and he has nightmares about it still. He remembers it all too well...those big red eyes looking at him when he heard noises in the kitchen. He left the stranger alone because he said that he was Ares's father's brother. When the stranger came in his dad came out and starting yelling and tried to grab the gun they kept on the mantle place but the stranger, with lightning speed, attacked his dad and started to bite his neck. Ares Panicked and screamed and then eventually ran out of the door, into a forest. While he was running he could hear his mother screams of agony and he ran even harder. He came across a clearing and by the clearing was another stranger.
This stranger had a coldness about him and Ares freaked, he ran as fast as he could towards the town. He walked far and came to a town about 9 miles away from his home.
He didn't go back to his house for days, but when he did, he found nothing, no body, no broken glass, no nothing. He was traumatized, everyday he had nightmares, he got his food from the traders he pick pocketed, and the water from anywhere he could find it. This wasn't until he was older though, until he was 11 he snuck into stores, and begged for food. This is usually why he gives poor kids food. He didn't decide too pickpocket and steal until he was around 10 and he stole from the wrong store.

He went into the store with his usual clothing, no shirt, no shoes, and a old jeans. He saw something he wanted so badly, it wasn't food or anything. It was a toy, just a simple toy, but it fascinated him! He grabbed it off of the shirt and hid it in his fist. "Hey you!! Boy! Whats in you fist there?" Ares panicked and hopped out of the window, not noticing that he was about 20 feet off of the ground. He landed in a trash can, luckily but he should have stayed there, because coming towards him were, the store owner, the store owners's son, and the store owner's son's friend. He thought quickly and he tried to hide in the trash can, but the three guys knew where he was already. They pulled him out and threw him to the hard ground. They beat him, and Ares, being the fragile kid he was back then, screamed in agony. It wouldn't hurt a regular kid his age like this, but Ares had weak bones from a lack of food.

He was bruised for 2 weaks and from the day he healed, he vowed to beat them, steal from stores, and he devoted himself to becoming the worlds greatest thief. Everyday, he would practise his running, climbing, and pickpocketing abilities. It was hard, but around the age of 11 he was a hardened criminal. He walked into town when he thought he was ready to demolish that store. He walked in calmy, no one expected a thing. When he got to the counter he stepped on top of it slowly. "Hey kid get off of there!" Ares smirked at the store owner and he jumped onto one of the wracks. He grabbed the rock that was in his hand that no one saw, and he started to break all of the racks. One by one everything on the racks started to fall and break. From food, to glass, to toys. When he was done he grabbed a "Monster" and jumped out of that same window. He landed on the hard floor, his callised feet were hardened so it felt like landing on grass. He heard many footsteps and looked at the group of people that had beat him years ago. He took his time too count.

"One, Two, Three!" He jumped to the left and ran down an alley. The hardest skill it took him to learn could only save him now. He step on some wooden crates beside the wall, he pushed off of them and planted his foot on the wall on the other side of the alley, he repeatedly stepped on each wall, and eventually, he made it too the top. The only way up there was the one ladder on the other side of the building. He sat down calmly and waited for the 3 men to reach the other side of the building. When three were on the ladder, he used all of his strength to push the tall ladder backwards, into the crowded clearing below. He laughed as the three guys landed on some other two guys.

The ladder broke from the mere fall and Ares laughed as they fumble and stumbled. He stood up, satisfied with himself, and ran to the next alley, luckily it wasn't very wide, it was just wide enough for him to jump. He cleared the gap and kept running. The next part was ging to be tricky. He had to go to the edge of the building he was on, and hope for a window right below him. There was a window, so he turned around and backed his heels onto the edge of the building. He jumped and at the last second grabbed the edge of the building. he swung into the window, and grabbed the nearest clothes and put them on. He walked into the streets, unoticed, headed toward his shelter.

He didn't fall in love with anybody until he met Veronica. She was beautiful and had strange orange eyes. Veronica convinced him that it was natural. and so blindly in love, he believed her. She had black hair and she was half-Italian and half-white. She always wore strange dresses that were very short. One day when Ares went to her place, they made-out and when they were done her eyes started to turn red. She screamed at Ares and pushed Ares out of the door with the force of a goddess. Ares was so surprised and confused that he was stunned. He couldn't do anything. She told him to never come back and he never saw her again.
He started to date other girls and from then on he fell in love too easily, just to get Veronica off his mind. He has had a total of over 20 relationships and over 10 "Happy Nights".

Ares lives in this abandoned house he found, alone and he often has girls over. He cleans alot and strangely his house has not been seen or taken away. The only way he gets money is by pickpocketing.

(. . . OW!!!! Lol that hurt my fingers!)

where do you fit into that scheme?
OH, I'M WITH THE VAMPIRES, OF COURSE.
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so hello there the name's Ares and i have been rocking it on this earth for seventeen years. i have been running with the vampires for one month you might also know me as ...well nobody oth than Ares. you can contact me at [e-mail]. and this is one of my master pieces:

JAres sat lonely at the bar, sipping on some strong Vodka. He got in here free and got drinks on the house, guess you could say that he did a "favor" for the female bartender, on one of those lonely nights, over at the end of the bar. He smiled at her and drank some of the Vodka in his hand. He looked around and the bar was just getting full. The music was playing loud enough to make your ears bleed, all the girls were dancing, all the guys, watching the girls. He knew what they were thinking, he knew exactly what they were thinking. He laughed as some drunk guy ran up to the girls and starting touching them wrong, and then the biggest security guard in the place came and grabbed the man clear off of the gorund.

The mad drunbk starting kiccking, punching and flailing, but the guard didn't even seem to feel any of it. The drunk was thrown clear out into the dark, wet street. 'Its raining? Hmph...' Ares shrugged his shoulders. He didn't mind getting a little wet. The Dunk did though, he started yelling and throwing a fit. He looked up and caught the bartender's eyes. She walked over, knowing what he wanted and filled his glass up again with some of that strong Vodka. "Thanks." He turned his head to look at the scene again. A bunch of girls were all sittting at a round, bench table. The youngest one of them all, a hot brunette dressed in a short skirt, a shirt with no skeeves, and pretty much no stomach either, Just covering her chest. He smiled at her and hopped off of the bench, walking towards the girls. They giggled and he smiled his favorite crooked smile.

He looked around and saw alot of hot girls. His eyes though, stopped while he was turning back to the group of girls, and they focused on the one girl at the far and dark corner of the room. He went back to the bartender. "Something sweet.." He leaned against the bar, with his arms resting on the top of the bar-counter. He heard the slide of the glass on the wood as the bartender slid the glass beside him. "Thank you." He walked towards that girl int he corner. She wasn't really examining the scene, she was just minding her own.

He slid into the seat across the table from her and handed her the drink. He smiled at her as she looked up. He pushed the glass closer to her. "So...your in a bar, but your not drinking, dancing, or getting kicked out...is that right?" He laughed and drank some of the Vodka he still had in his hand, all the while keeping his eyes on the girl.

(Of course, then the girl would reply.)