Name: Kuroi Akuma.
Age: Fourteen, though she looks much younger.
Short Backstory: She was born with a severe mental illness that didn't show until she was teased by the children in her class a few years ago; they cracked her thin layer of sanity and she ended up killing several of them before she could be restrained. Since that time, she had been homeschooled and confined to the house until the call from QB came.
Powers: She has a massive amount of strength for her small, petite body (only 4'9" tall). This, along with the ability to shift into a demon, makes her quite deadly for those who unknowingly trigger a rageful reaction.
Personality: Usually a quiet girl who enjoys reading and cats, she could easily snap someone's neck if they anger her - luckily, most of the time she's simply ignored.
Other: She wears a light blue sailor shirt and a cornflower mini skirt, her neck wrapped in a navy band. Her spiked hair is a dark blue, as are her deep, wide eyes. She carries a dead black cat nearly everywhere she goes, which is pretty much the only thing she can talk to without stuttering.
When Kuroi Akuma transforms into a demon, two small, curled horns sprout from her head and black wings grow from her back. Her outfit is immediately changed into a black sleeveless shirt and black skirt, and her eyes turn red as blood. She gains the black tail of a devil and an extra five inches in height.
Picture:
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Kuroi was silent as she packed, folding her clothes neatly and setting them in the suitcase that was in her bed. Zipping it shut, she walked over to her barred window and picked up the taxidermied cat that lay on the sill. Rocking the stiff corpse in her arms like a baby, she crooned, "We're going away, you and I, kitty. Have you ever heard of a place called 'Credens...?'"
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Now she sat on the steps in front of the school, head down, stroking her cat's back with her suitcase by her side, unsure of where to go. Looking up at the night sky, the puny girl whispered, "This is it, kitty. Isn't it strange?" The cool wind felt odd as it blew across her face, so used to the still air of her room.
