Character Name: Denzel
Type: Canon;; Final Fantasy 7
Headcanon: I have an idea of what I want to do with him, but nothing is set in stone. Eventually I want him to be able to fight or at least defend himself a bit. So I'm thinking of getting him a keyblade if I can ever earn it. If not then a weapon like a sword, in which I will have be trained a bit to be able to defend himself. He won't be no SOLDIER but he'll be able to hold his own against some of the weaker Heartless. This is all just speculation for now, until I grasp on an idea of what I want to do with him.
Relevant info :--
Your nickname: Chihiro
Audition:
I... just want to be able to help...
And protect people!
Like Cloud!
But... I'm still a kid...
There's not much I can do...
It's no fair!
I-I want to be strong!
I want....
The sound of ringing ran through his head as the boy put his hand up to his head trying to stop the pain in his skull. Green eyes fluttered slowly as everything slowly came into focus. As he looked around the sparse room he was in, his mind quickly began to realize that he was in a room in 7th Heaven, if the clamor of voices downstairs meant anything. He remembered... and even though the Jenova cells were no longer within his body, he could still feel it's taint- a reminder of what happened...
Jenova... The calamity of the skies.. a virus that was found by scientists many years ago, they thought as a Cetra. But- the were wrong... very wrong. The most famous (or infamous) person to gain these cells was Sephiroth. A f1st Class SOLDIER who went insane and tried destroying the planet. Cloud and the others stopped this from happening of course, and even as the man rose again he stopped him once more, saving the planet once again. Sitting up as he moved his legs over to the edge of the bed, he stared at his hands, the fogginess finally disappearing. He didn't feel so well....
This wasn't the first time he got this headache however- in fact he'd been sick for a few days now. No one else had it so it wasn't a sickness going around that they knew of. Staring at his hands he finally looked up before moving to stand. Steadying himself he slowly began to move- taking small steps towards his destination- the bathroom. Making his way slowly but surely towards the small room after several minutes of walking, he finally made it. Getting a stool he looked at himself in the mirror. As he checked his features, he realized he was quite pale, and his eyes were sunken, as he looked closer he stared only to see of what he thought his eyes becoming cat-like for a moment. Nausea swept over him as he dry heaved into the sink, feeling another wave of nausea wash over him.
After a few moments of labored breathing he stared back at his reflection his green eyes looking normal. ... Was it a trick of the light? Pushing such thoughts down, he shakily made his way back out, his mind focused on going back in bed. No use standing around while sick... As he got closer to the bed, he felt the headache come back with a vengeance. Gritting his teeth as his knees hit the ground, he steadied himself with his hands. Palms flat against the wooden floor. As he felt another wave of nausea sweep past him but this time accompanied with a voice... A eerie, evil, feminine voice. It words echoing within his mind.
'You will never escape....'
It hissed as Denzel's eyes widened his pupils turning cat-like for the briefest of moments, before he managed to sit up slowly as the headache and the voice slowly died away...
Making it into his bed he slowly fell into a restless sleep....
Drip...
Drip...
Drip...
"Uh...?"
Green eyes fluttered open once more, however he found himself no longer within the safety of the room in 7th heaven- but in what looked like a forest... A familiar forest of white glowing trees..
"...Where?" He spoke aloud, his voice carrying over the sound of dripping water. He gasped as he heard the voice once more, though it seemed to be all around him...
"You cannot escape.....'
"Who's there?" He questioned as he tried to glare through the darkness outside the small amount of glowing white trees. However he was met with silence... No one would answer his call. "Hello?" He called out again, wondering if someone could hear him. "Cloud?" He cried out. "Tifa?" Nothing. "Marlene!?" Still nothing.... he was... alone.
Poor child... all alone....
Denzel turned around sharply his eyes wide as he came face to face with what looked like a woman... A woman with long silver hair and bright green eyes... like Sephiroth! "Uh?!" He put his arms up in his bodies natural defense against an unknown threat. The woman however smiled , a smile that may have seemed friendly but made his stomach churn at the sight. "W-Who are you?" He questioned as the woman smiled deeply. "You don't remember me child?" The boy shook his head the woman continued. "After all you once held my cells..."
No...
No....
NO.....
It couldn't be! There was no way! The water! At Aerith's church! It healed him and the others! There was no way that this was!- "J-Jenova!" The woman's smile turned into a dark smirk, as she seemingly faded ending up right behind him hand on his shoulder, lips near his ear. "Very good child... so you do remember me... I'm sooo proud~" Denzel quickly jerked away as he stumbled back away from her.
This had to be a dream! It had to be! 'Come on Denzel wake up! Come on!' He thought scared as he tried to wake up- only relaizing he couldn't wake up! This- "This isn't a dream." She spoke confirming his fears... No- this was a nightmare!
"You seem lost child..." She sauntered over to the fallen youth as she stared at him with predatory eyes, "I can help you.. find your way." He seemed to be thinking about it as she held up his chin with her long dainty fingers. "Just give in..." She cooed as Dezel felt his control slipping. Right before his eyes, memories of what happened in life from the bombing of section seven to his parents deaths, to meeting Miss Ruby to her death as well... to everyone he'd met and lost during those terrible times... "Yes....." She hissed as the negative memories kept flowing forth.
He felt as though he was falling... drowning in his pain and misery there was no escape! As he sunk further and further into the darkness alone, he slowly began to hear the sounds of voices.. They were encouraging him! Telling him to fight! Light shone underneath him as Jenova pulled away with a sharp dark hiss, as those burned. "What is this?!"She cried as she realized she couldn't feed off his misery anymore. Denzel stared at her with determined eyes as a light formed behind him, one by one people appeared behind him. Cloud, Tifa, Marlene, Barret, Cid Yukkie, Vincent, Red, Ricks, Ms Ruby... And his parents... All these people who affected his life somehow were here, by his side in his heart! He realized now he had nothing to fear... As long as he kept his heart strong!
"You can't control me Jenova- my friends... are supporting me! They'll be here for me! And I'll be there for them!" He held a hand to his chest as he thought over his next choice of words. "I realize now... I don't need to be powerful to protect others! I just need to be strong!" He glared at Jenova as he felt better than ever! "And you! You have no place in my heart!" With that a bright blinding light enveloped the area as Jenova was ripped apart by the light,...
As Denzel slept in his bed, a smile graced his features...
Yeah.... I don't have to be afraid anymore...
Because a true warrior is strong because of the heart
.... Right Cloud?
I really don't like the way you did Jenova, but you're not apping Jenova, you're apping Denzel, so I'll stfu on that note. As far as Denzel goes I do see some pretty good characterization, and I guess the Jenova parts can be explained by the 10 year old's imagination giving his fears a solid form, or something. My only other niggling nitpicks are that you should watch out for typos and grammatical errors, but the characterization is the most important thing.
I'll approve this! But I would like you to write out Denzel's personality and history when you do your app, please. Good luck!
1/2 approved
