Zack Miller

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Name: Zack Miller
Nick Names or Alias: Little flame, moth
Age: 30
Aesthetic Age: 30
Gender: Male
Sexual Preferances: Straight
Breed/Form: Elementals
Kith:

Fireheart

Powers:

Contracts of Fire (*****) - Zack is as close as someone can be to fire. He can become immune to fire, have the fire protect him, shaped it and control it and even become a being made purely out of fire

Derangement(s):

Emotionless: being so close to the elements Zack has a hard time understanding people and their problems.

Set in rutine: Zack has an even bigger problem when things suddenly happens and is slow to adapt.

pascifist: Zack dislike violence, he doesnt want trouble from anyone but if cornered into a fight he can unleash hell. he will later sit in a corner and cry and apologize while crying his heart out, even if he light wounds someone or kills them.

Misc.:

Loves: cooking and cats

likes: eating, listen to his Ipod and ignore the world and do his routine.

phobias: Masses of water, memories and violence.

Zack works in a small family restaurant as a cook.

Zack reasoning skills are on par with a 7 year old, he gets easily confused by "Big talk" or smart talk, people can easily make a fool of him and trick him. He can also misread a situation causing more trouble than helping. In cooking matters this doesn't apply since in is a master through and through.

Foci:

A chain ankle: Its what remains of his time in Arcania, the chain is immune to fire and does not melt. It's always attached to his ankle.

Deformities:

His real appearance, transformed for living in the realm of Fae.

He very looks very much like in his 30 form except his skin looks like cracked magma rock with traces of lava flowing between the cracks. his hair is wildfire flickering back in forth,
his eyes lose form and fire flows through his eyes, mouth and nose
his tears are made from magma

His flame like hair changes in intensity according with his emotional state, anger and happiness make the flames blow and burn brighter, sadness and being hurt has the opposite effect.

Its always hard to breath around Zack since his flames eat away the oxygen.

Appearance:

while wearing his mask, Zack average looking, but is nature by being withdrawn sometimes makes him look cute to people and they tend to take of him.

while wearing the mask, his hair is light brown and kept his are eyes blue, he has freckles in his checks and is prone to blush when given the slightest compliment.

he is rather small 5 foot 6 and slightly slim but not enough to be consider skinny. he is strong and quick and has good reflexes. especially when cooking

since he is not so attached to the human world as many seemings his mask is not that perfect making his skin unnaturally hot and people often think he has a fever.

Fashion Sense/Style:

Zack likes wearing simple clothing, white preferably, jeans and simple shoes.

He likes wearing his cooking outfit in the family restaurant he works at

Personality:

Shy, introspective and emotional, Zack tends to react to situations and change slowly, he does not like it.
and will ponder to much about what he should do, only acting if pushed by someone.

He is slow to trust people, seemings or anyone for that matter, should they gain is trust he becomes protective of them taking care of their well being.

He is easily hurt even by light jokes

Physical-Strength: 8
Intelligence: 4
Speed: 8
Leadership: 1
Melee: 10
Unarmed: 7
Ranged: 4
History:

Born around 1980 during summer in the city of new York, Zack was the fourth son of the Miller's, his two brothers and sister had died under mysterious circumstances by the time Zack was born. For this reason his parents Emily and Jack became over protective of him and for much of his young life he was constantly being watch, he was never given the chance to have friends or anything similar and he was home tutored by his mother therefor never going to school. He was always quiet and most of the time played alone in their house in Manhattan being watched by his distant mother.

when Zack turned 7 he was allowed for the first time in his live to meet other children. He at first was scared of them and hid behind his mother skirt, looking at them with teary eyes. Eventually his mother pushed him into the crowd of children much to his surprise and to his fear when he was left alone with them, he didn't understand what was going on or why did they have to scream and poke and push him, then surrounded him and made funny faces at him. He didn't get it, his eyes had even more water so much they started to leak, the screams grew louder and the poking and pushing more violent. Zack didn't knew what to do... what was he suppose to do? At this moment someone screamed "Stop that!" Zack saw in his blurry and wet eyes a girl of his age with long beautiful golden hair, caramel eyes and the fairest skin he ever seen. She was brave going against a pack of feral children and strong for driving them off.

Kimmy was her name, she sat next to the now crying Zack and patted him in the head telling him it would be alright, that she would protect him from the world, he trusted her and looked up to her. Every weekend from that day he would met Kimmy at the park and they would play and talk all the afternoon. He liked her, she was nice to him, it felt nice that someone was nice to him, his parents over protectiveness put a barrier between them and the other children always bullied him into crying.

Before Allan knew the summer was ending the leaves turned red and yellow and the trees slowly fell into sleep. One Friday Zack found a note under his pillow a note from Kimmy! he was over joyed, what little he could read he memorized into his heart.

"Zakky! I miss you little spark, meet me tomorrow kay? I have a present for you!"

said the note. Zack was happy that he was getting a gift from Kimmy! he had never been so excited in his life...

the next night he managed to sneak off his room and his apartment and made his way to the park. It was really dark for some reason no streetlight was working and the moon was covered with clouds occasionally giving enough space for the moon light to shine through. At the park Zack found Kimmy, but something was odd this Kimmy had no flame not the spark of light she usually had. He approach her with care and patted her head, she was cold and her skin to white "are you ok Kimmy?" he asked his friend "I'm cold" she replied and immediately hugged him, something in Zack's chest jumped and he grew a bit warmer. Then he felt like there was no ground beneath him, he was a few inches above the ground, he was being pulled into a dark corner! something was pulling him and Kimmy to a dark corner, he yelled at her and tried to fight off the pull.. but it was to strong, he fell into the shadows.

Zack felt many thorns pass by him, he was In a dark place filled with thorns, he looked at Kimmy who was now a wooden toy with hair, the toy held him even tighter and it then looked at him with a maniacal laughter "Got you!" it said. the dark place was over and the world suddenly was bright and green, sunny but with no warmth.

Eventually the pull stopped and Zack met the fisher. the toy was stuck in a string in the back of a giant creature bigger than a firetruck, it looked to be a woman a really fat woman at that.

she wore fine clothing and her mouth was big enough to swallow a pony or a person... She had a wet laugh, it was grouse enough that Zack fainted from the shock.

He woke up later in a kitchen a chain was wrapped around his ankle, the wooden toy came in "Lady fartface the III is hungry cook something for her" said the toy then it left with its maniacal laughter

that was how Zack's imprisonment began, at first it was hard for him. but over time he got used to his work. He became part of the kitchen working day and night for his master. One night a party was held at the lady's state, and Zack worked like he never had done before, by this time he was as much part of the kitchen that he had become partially the fire that kept the kitchen working. A guest wondered into his domain and demanded things to Zack that where beyond the twisted reason Zack had gotten used to "Who are you to talk to me like that?" the little flame said burning with rage, so great was his rage that one flame landed on the guest clothing and burned a part of the clothing. the Fae fled the kitchen and returned with the wooden toy who Zack knew as Crocker.

his punishment was severe, he was tortured by being removed from his kitchen and placed in the middle of a lake with the biggest fish like creatures he had ever seen, he was periodically sunk into the water. For someone who was now almost a complete flame it was horrible every time the took him of the water they made him beg forgiveness for his foolishness. leaving him scarred for the rest of his life. A fear of water and of harming living things

more years passed and Zack was now as much as part of the kitchen as was the stew pot. he had become complacent and even happy with is status cooking day and night. But one day something came into his mind... the image of a girl.. A girl with such fire even stronger than his, he didn't knew her name no he did "K...K...Kimmy" he whispered. He had to see her just this once for a second at least he had to see her.

At that moment he noticed that the chain he had was gone, did it even exist he wondered..

He fled his domain, he found the hedge, the labyrinth with ease and even easily found escape from it with amazing speed.

He stepped outside the thorns and was in the park he had been once before.. he didn't know... only a fragment of his mind remained. He stumbled around this strange world that had no sun, that didn't shift and bended like Arcadia did... He felt something as he walked in this strange place he felt something holding his ankle it was the chain that never melted to his fire. He tried to take it off but it didn't come off he purred flames at it and nothing happened to it.

He met a person part man part goat named Sib of the Spring court. who quickly hid the new arrival, He thought Zack of this world the human world and that he was now part of the lost. Zack didn't want to become lost he had to get back to work, but Sib told him it was futile and that he should accept his fate. It took days for him to accept things as they where.

Eventually he got semi used to this new world He left Sib's care who pleaded him to join his court. He did not.

a year went by and again Kimmy came to his mind and his parents. He managed to find his mother, his father died in a fire with their child.. Him? that cant be right he thought, he is still alive he met his mother who didn't knew who he was. What little memories he had where still in pieces they saved him from being crushed.. He left what little he knew of his mother was a distant being in his mind and that was fine by him.
Zack eventually found Kimmy In a place called Ithaca A decent place it was peaceful and didn't had a large population. Kimmy owned a small family restaurant one of the few that in town.

He applied for work there and easily got the job, his talents in the kitchen being far above excellence. He didn't talked about his past to Kimmy, with the little money he got from his job he rented a room from an old lady called Elizabeth C. Evans who was nice to him and they became close, he reminded her of her late and only son.

Two years passed, little has change no sign of Mr. Crocker or Lady Fartface the III, Zack kept working under Kimmy and the restaurant soon gain recognition for its food. Old lady Evans died quietly one morning she left her will to Zack giving him what she had to him, he was sadden by her passing so much he even took to smoking and for a brief time he drank. Before he realized how stupid and idiotic he was, he soon quit drinking and almost left smoking. Every night he has one last cigarette he says everyday. Now the town grows more dangerous and Zack cant help but thing something not human like himself its the cause...

[Iota]