PKJP - Aito Soir

| Name:
Aito Soir

| Pokémon:
Raikou ライコウ

| Age:
19 (by appearance)

| Height:
170 cm | 5'7"

| Birthday:
24 August

| Gender:
Male ♂

| Area:
Arbor

| Job:
Hunter | Area keeper

| Ability:
Pressure

| Nature:
Quiet

| Move set:
Thunder fang | Discharge | Signal beam

| Relatives:

| History:
(Feel free to scroll down to the TL;DR)

Aito never knew why he was born.

He never understood his existence.

He never even had a name.

No matter where he went, he would just run away. It wasn't that he was panicked. He just felt.. he couldn't fit in. So he continued to flee from everyone. Some saw him as mysterious. Others saw him as a burden. He, himself, saw him as a beast that wasn't meant to live and breathe.

He didn't grow up with parents, as far as he could remember. He just found himself in the woods, alone. Not that he minded. He was too independent to depend on anyone else, even for the smallest tasks.

One sunny afternoon as he was gathering more food, he found himself into a small village. He was warmly welcomed by the villagers, as they loved newcomers and visitors. According to them, he looked around the age of thirteen. A woman of youth, nearing her late twenties, took custody of him and named him "Aito Soir," after her late husband. His "birthday" was the day he arrived; the 24th of August.

Years later, Aito became a part of civilization, communicating often. Some people thought his physical appearance was intimidating, but most people knew him and knew he wasn't. He was as friendly as the next person over. Some said he was quite mature. At the age of sixteen, he was enrolled in a hunter's program that taught young men how to handle weapons. He enjoyed every minute of it and learning how each second mattered if you set your eyes on something to kill.

However, one night, he was returning home late from his class. Twilight in the sky, no one was found on the streets as they were sleeping, except him. Not that he had minded. That's when he had heard a scream nearby, coming from a girl no more than the age of nine. Finding her inside an abandoned home, she was stabbed repeatedly into the chest, blood spreading across the floor. Before he could pick her up and run for help, police had entered the home as well. The only thing they witnessed was the fact that Aito was holding a dead girl.

News spread quickly like a wildfire as rumors spread. Since that night, every time Aito would walk around town, whispers and people pointing would happen. It was obvious that they were intimidated by him.

"Murderer."

That was his new name.

His "mother" also took consequences because of Aito's fresh reputation. People would frown as she passed. Shops refused to serve and assist her. She was absolutely miserable.

"I'll leave town then." Aito told her. "I don't want to be a burden to your life."

She couldn't respond. It was true; she didn't want to live with such a hassle in her life... but she also didn't want him to leave. She told him to stay.

For the next three years, their lives continued the same way. Looked down at like peasants. Treated like trash.

A month after Aito's nineteenth birthday, he decided he would leave without consulting her. As she was out to look for a shop willing to sell her groceries, he had been packing his things. He was expelled from the school since the incident, since it gave the school a bad name.

Returning home, she found a note on the table.

"I'll come home one day. -AS"

It was no use to look for him either. He was already on his way.

On his way to Arbor.

He didn't know exactly where he found himself, though. He was, to be blunt, lost.

"Do you need help?"

Turning to the voice was a girl in pink.

"Who are you?" He asked suspiciously, still observing the area.

She looked offended. "Y-You don't know who I am? My name is Sora! I am the area master of Arbor!"

Before he could speak, a large grumble came from his stomach, making Sora laugh.

"You're hungry, aren't you? I'll get you something to eat! C'mon, join me in my hut~" She invited him over.

They got along quite nicely. And eventually, he decided. I'm going to live here.

........

TL;DR: In his younger, younger years, he had no home until he found a town and was taken in. He attended a hunting school, but one day he found a girl who appeared to be dead, and many believed he was the culprit. A bad reputation fell onto his name, and his "mother", and he couldn't handle her in pain with the situation, so he sought to leave home.

Ended up finding Arbor area and met Sora, the area master. The two quickly became friends and he decided to make his home there.

| Likes:
♦ Fresh air
♦ Forests
♦ Hunting (for stress relief)
♦ Rain | Lightning
♦ Wind

| Dislikes:
♦ Being a burden
♦ Closed spaces
♦ Rudeness
♦ Being the center of attention
♦ Speaking when unnecessary

| Item:
Red scarf

| Additional info:
- He can't admit it, but he truly does miss his old home. Aito never shows his weak side to others, but deep down, he just wants to scream and return home. He has post traumatic stress disorder, but he can't bring himself to tell himself that.

- Aito excludes himself and withdraws himself from others, afraid that he might become attached to others and end up becoming disappointed again.

- He could be very blunt when he wants his point across.

- HE'S REALLY LAME