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BASICS
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Name: Hiei Huges
Alias: Reckless
Age: 29
Pokemon:
Mightyena (♀) [Fang] (deceased)
Houndoom (♂) [Talon]
Fearow (♀) [Willow]
Haunter () [Fear]
Poochyena (♂) [Stain] (Evolved)
Hometown: Dewford
His hair is a light silvery-grey that looks white from far away. His eyes are a light shade of red that appear bright from a distance, and are most ominous under his Duskull mask. His poncho-like cover is dark grey to match his Poochyena tail. His pants are a dark maroon color while his shoes and the small pouch attached to his thigh are a brighter red to emphasize his eyes and match his messenger bag. The messenger bag itself is black with a red strap and a maroon cover. Everything that is black in the picture is black on him as well.
When the poncho is removed, his shirt is small and only covers his upper chest. It doesn't matter though since his entire torso all the way up his neck and face are covered in bandages. It is said that he never takes off his bandages, though that's probably false seeing as he has spare bandages in his bag at all times.
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BIO/HISTORY
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Hiei was once one of those guys that dressed up in random Pokemon costumes to entertain children as well as himself. He was commonly addressed as a PokeManic, of which he didn't care seeing as he was one. Hiei had a strange fascination with various things about Pokemon, such as their inner workings and anatomy, the various ways their attacks effected their own bodies, and other biological things that had to do with Pokemon. His mother told him he'd make a fine professor one day, and his father said he'd be a wonderful poke-doctor alongside Nurse Joy at the local PokeCentre, and his friends said he would be amazing at whatever he chose to do. By then he was only 9 coming up on 10, getting ready to achieve his dream of being not a professor, not a poke-doctor, but, as he put it, "The Pokemon Master and Gym Leader of Team Magma."
Hey, just because he was a 9-year-old genius doesn't mean he wasn't still a naive kid.
Anyway, his very interesting knowledge base, his strange and all-over-the-place dreams, as well as his obsession with Pokemon gave him a unique skill set. His friends called him a "Living Pokedex" and he grew a bit fond of the name. Problem was, he was far more book-smart than he was anything else, and when he turned 10 and was given the opportunity to choose his first Pokemon, he denied the gift and decided go and catch the Pokemon himself rather than take the easy way out. It was about then when something boiled inside of him, something he didn't understand quite yet.
Off Hiei went, preparing to go on a Pokemon Journey without a Pokemon to guide him, something many called reckless and stupid. But that's part of what makes a good genius, right? Being willing to try things others don't? That's what scared Hiei's parents, actually, and being good parents, his mother and father secretly followed their son out into the wilderness, going on a boat ride up to Littleroot and eventually on Route 101. On route 101, he smiled as he spotted his first Wild Pokemon, and his parents watched with awe at the way he planned to catch it.
It shouldn't have come as a surprise, him being a PokeManic and all, but it was shocking to his parents when Hiei got on all fours and started barking at the Poochyena he had spotted. It was even more shocking when the Poochyena actually walked up to him and sniffed him out of curiosity, and all words were lost when Hiei not only sniffed it back, but tackled it just like a Pokemon would, had he accepted the offer of one from a friend's dad back home in Dewford. On his own, he damaged the Pokemon enough, and then looked at the Pokeball with surprised joy as he threw it and the Poochyena was caught. He happily named his first pokemon Fang and headed forward for Mauville City, leaving his both terrified and worried parents behind unbeknownst to him.
Hiei trained and trained like there was no tomorrow, rather than doing what all his colleges were doing by filling their Pokedex's to the brink by catching more and more pokemon just to put in their PC's. No, Hiei didn't want a pokemon that he couldn't have walking by his side just like Fang...er, well, flying in the case of Willow, the Spearow he caught not long later. Hiei continued on training and growing closer and closer to his pokemon on levels nobody else would understand. He grew to a point where he called them "family" and "pack," of which he appointed himself the leader thereof. At this point he thought he knew just what it was that boiled within, but it was only the beginning...
During all these training sessions, he eventually caught a full party. It mostly consisted of Poochyena's, but they were and would evolve into his favorite so he didn't care. His party went Poochyena, Spearow, Poochyena, Houndour, Poochyena, Gastly. Once he caught them all it was onto step two: Evolving them all. Fang was the first to evolve, then his Spearow Willow, and not long later was his Houndour Talon and his Gastly Fear. Life was good, and seemed to be looking up for Hiei and his poke-friends.
Then
it happened...the moment that changed lives...the moment that changed
everything...
Hiei was sleeping in the middle of the Petalburg Woods when a bright light like none other woke him up, and the sound of dog fighting forced him. He knew it was all of his Poochyena the moment Feng stepped in and tried to play mother by breaking up the fight. It didn't work, however, and Feng suffered a bite wound that left her right eye and ear useless. In a moment of pure rage about the treatment his closest friend was getting, Hiei quickly got up, and without thought, he attacking the dogs the same way that he fought Feng long ago, only this time far stronger and more lethal. Hiei too went feral, and blacked out during this rage. When he awoke, the bodies of two Poochyena pups were in his hands, and the last Poochyena was taking refuge being Talon and Feng, the pup's associated parents.
Hiei could still feel the feral pokemon blood running through his veins and felt like a monster...thing was, he liked it. His broke down in tears at the bodies of the once beloved Pokemon he had killed, and held a small memorial service for them...in the midst of which he started laughing psychotically and ending it with a realistic growl. This was the moment where he realized his true self, who he was meant to be. His pokemon were his life, and now that he had the taste of their blood, he realized they were more than that...they were a part of him. He wasn't meant to be Hiei...he was meant to be a Pokemon. With a sick smile, Hiei removed the only un-scathed tail from the bodies of the Poochyena, attaching it to his belt in pure jealousy to the fact that he didn't have one. Turning to the Poochyena he didn't slay, he held out a blood-stained and scarred hand, thus naming the pup Stain.
"From this day forward I am no longer the simple-minded human child I was yesterday." Hiei began and Feng licked his wounds. "
I am Reckless, the Pokemon Alpha of this pack."
He lived up to his word, acting recklessly and selfishly, doing things without thought about the consequences. His first job was to kill a Duskull, formerly owned by an old friend, that was in charge of various attacks on the city of Fortree by feral pokemon. He used this mask to conceal his "human" identity until he obtained bandages and the clothes he now wears as payment for various jobs. It wasn't long later that he decided payment in poke-parts wasn't enough, and made enough money as a reputable mercenary to afford to go to Johto and truly start over as a new person...as a new pokemon...as Reckless.
This is where he now stands, as a newcomer to Johto...a ruthless one looking for the person who will pay him most handsomely in the Misdreavus pearls he's now taken a heavy liking to.
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OTHER
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Other Weapons: Twin swords [made from the razors of Scyther] that he keeps on his belt at all times.
Other: - He is often called "The Faceless PokeManic" by those who know neither his alias or his name
- He rarely gives out his name, and when he does it never reaches the public
- He addresses his Pokemon as "the Pack" or "his Pack"
- Everything that looks like a Pokemon Accessory [i.e. his Poochyena tail, Duskull mask, Misdreavus pearl-belt, the Houndoom bones on his back] was once part of a Pokemon.
- Has a large messenger bag as his pack, of which he keeps all his necessary belongings in: Minimal food, hardly any water, two potions, plenty of spare bandages, and a comb made from a Corsola.
- All the Pokeballs his Pokemon are in [save Fang's, which is a regular Pokeball] are Dusk Balls. He keeps them hidden in the pearls that make up his belt so that foes can't steal them and/or assume he's using feral Pokemon.
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