Khelveticus Khan | Hunter

Khelveticus Khan,

this is gospel for the fallen ones

For all intents and purposes Khelveticus is clinically and criminally insane. What should be considered a sick and ill man is revered and widely accepted as a fresh and young wild hunter who can help the huntress' cause and further his hunter lineage. Violence begets violence and this is exactly the man that Khelveticus is. He is a punch things first talk later type of guy solving just about any problem he can with his fist. He loves the thrill of a fight and the rush of it all. He doesn't mind getting his hands dirty or even stepping over others and even destroying teammates who get in the way to reach his goal. He loves inflicting pain and even more so when he has sustain injuries of his own chasing a worthy prey. One could say he is a major sadist and masochist. Dismembering foes, kicking ass and taking names are major goals for Khelveticus All in all he is a pretty messed up and psychopathic individual one who would do anything to appease his family the hunters guild, defeat magi, triumph over others and incur the blessing from the goddess Kalidas. Anything less is unacceptable and anything more is unnecessary.

But. . . there is a side of Khelveticus not many has seen. Besides his massive intensive hatred and rage something else deep hides in his heart. Fear. Yes he is very fearful, what of you may ask? Death? No. Magi? Hell no. Their is only one thing that can revert him into a sniveling little child and that is his father. From a young age his dad was very very strict on him and his siblings not accepting anything less than perfect. This coupled with horrible militant tactics and even torture forced upon his children he's reformed them from logical thinking human beings into psychopathic killers only swayed by his words. So yes Khelveticus is a deranged magi hunting killer who only thinks bout the blood of his enemies but it all stems from his over barring father.

Lastly one may be thinking, hey you writer guy what about Khelveticus' other nature. Yeah he is a psycho and a scardy cat but what else? Well Khelveticus also has a quite appreciation for the simple things in life. Like naps, beautiful scenery, rainy days, food, fashion and many other regular things. You can't be intense all the time now thats just tiring. When he is not trying to murder and kill he is either telling someone off, training, visiting his family(because even though they literally torture him he loves them some Stockholm syndrome for ya) or eating and admiring life for what it is. Even though he is a brutal killer he still loves life for what it is.

Khelveticus stands at a miraculous 6'2 weighing 215lbs of mostly muscle. With heavily chiseled features akin to that of a statue Khelveticus can be pretty physically imposing and intimidating. Holding a heavy jaw and brow line his face is rather imposing and usually is rested in a very angry like manner whether he is currently angry or not. Body accompanied by broad shoulders and a heavy harsh status. His eyes are a bright yellow much like his heavily spiky hair which hovers high above his head. With the sides shaved and the top spiked up he looks very striking and majestic.

Moving to his broad chest and sculpted stomach he holds many seemingly carved muscles into his frame. Coming in the typical V shape his body is rather wide. But it still matches his broad legs which carry the weight of his excellence or so he thinks. Khelveticus holds many scars all over his body due to his many ventures and even sparing with family. He is practically covered in them besides that he holds no tattoos or piercings. He has the average number of toes and fingers with non missing and no deformities besides his many scars. All in All Khelveticus is a pretty splendidly built hunter.







Khelveticus is rather fashionable taking pride in what he wears. Usually wearing suits and ties for business ventures such as hunting or other such things and choosing something more fashionable and appropriate when off duty.

Parents
Mother: Karla Khan (Living, Felici City)
Father: Kameron Khan (Living Felici City)

Siblings
Brother: Kash Khan (Living, Felici City)
Sister: Kashmere Khan (Living, Felici City)

Extended Family
N/A: N/A (N/A)


"Get up!" A heavy voice demanded as the strapping young man rest on his hands and knees blood spewing from his face. With his face nearly shut swollen and vision further blocked by the blood he panted and gasped for air as his family watched on.

Brother sister and mother contently watching this 'training" which began to look more and more like and unnecessary beating as the time went on.

"Wateh. . . pease." His jaw was a mess weather is was broken or dislocated no one knew and only he cared. His father scoffed holding his hand out slightly behind him signaling for water, and soon a bottle was in his placed their by a random family onlooker.

Soon enough water was being poured on him, one bottle after another as he slowly became drenched. The shock from the sudden ice cold water made him pant more as he began panicking. Vision worsening by the moment he placed his hands on his knees and pressed his feet upwards weekly standing up.

A soft yet cold hand pressed on his shoulder as he finally stood. "Mom?" He said reaching out only to be meet with a hardened punch from that cold yet soft hand which felt so familiar to him.

Looking up from the ground his guess was confirmed as she spoke. "You're dead already, the dead don't speak." She retorted sending out a harsh kick upon his temple which knocked him out cold.

Hours later he jolted awake confined to a wooden chair in a blackened small room. His face was slightly less swollen so much so that one eye had cleared to give him a better blurred version of vision. "Mom, Dad, Kashmere, he's woken up!." His brother Kash yelled loudly. He stood up watching him squirm against his confinement.

"Pease, pease no, no, no." His jaw was still a mess causing for his words to be slurred. He begged as tears streamed from his eyes soon his family crowded in father and mother looking on in disgust as he cried. But as soon as he saw their faces his tears halted drying upon his face.

He already knew the drill as he opened his mouth face full of disdain. His sister placed a piece of wood between his teeth as he clamped down weakly. His panting had gotten louder chest rising in and out with fear and dread as his sister and brother readied themselves mother and father watching on with angered looks upon their face. Picking up round metal nodules wrapped in rubber they placed the exposed metal tips on his chest with their fingers on small red buttons attached to the nodules. Looking to their parents who nodded in agreement the button was press and volts of electricity were sent through the nodules and into Khelveticus as he squirmed heavily screaming and moaning behind his clinched teeth.

His screams grew louder and louder as they released the button and pressed it. A joined family matter to whip him into shape or kill him trying was already agreed upon. He would be the finest magi hating evil slaying hunter this world would ever see or so help me god is what his father though. His plans for his son were so much more than this.

1 Week Later:

Khelveticus stood at the sink wash dishes, his body patched heavily as he did so restricting his movement a bit but he worked around it. It was nothing he wasn't use to or hadn't done before. With his jaw wired shut his teeth were clinched his eyes blacked out and several large bruises upon his body. A cast upon his neck and wraps and bandages around his torso and arms other than that he was fine. Footsteps creped louder into the kitchen to his area and soon they halted. Looking behind him he spotted her. His mother stared at him before sitting down and patting the spot next to her. He nodded and sat down looking up to her.

"Listen sweetie, you know I love you right." He nodded he knew she loved him through all the harsh treatment and the beating he could tell.

"You know your father loves you right?" He nodded again yet more hesitantly he, his dad wasn't like his mom he was a lot harsher more strict the root of all his punishments.

"And your brother and sister too yes?" More nods came he looked up to them they were cool in his eyes despite being forced to torture him along with his mother and father.

"We do this for your own good baby. We're trying to build a legacy here and we want you to be apart of it." She said gripping his face, kissing his forehead he smiled a bit.

"And the only way you can do that is by being strong baby." She got up heading to the backyard momentarily looking back at him.

"Your dinner is in the fridge bring it to the backyard after you finish with the dishes. Your training doesn't end just because your injured you can still watch and study."

"Yes Ma'am" He said through clinched teeth. Minutes passed and he finished his chores looking to the f ridge with dread he pulled it open to reveal a cup sloshing with thick red liquids. He signed heavily uttering the words "More meat juice" he he placed it between his cheeks and sucked.

With a daily life like this who wouldn't go crazy?

- UNARMED COMBAT I (STARTER) You know the basics and can hold your own in a street fight.
The type of martial art or fighting style is up to you.
We trust you to be realistic for what you can accomplish and not accomplish at being a general level one in unarmed combat.

- THROWING I (STARTER) Can accomplish fundamental and basic feats with weapon.
Examples: Boomerang, Knives, Shuriken, etc

Specialized projectiles now unlocked:
Downer: The tip will inject the target with a Downer once purchased




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[b]Sun-Ken Rock, Ken Kitano[/b] as [i]Khelveticus Khan[/i]