ROUSSEAU, X.

HISTORY

THE BOY. quite frankly, xakery was a mistake, the result of a one-night stand. his mother was young and in her second year of college. her parents were horrified when they found out and refused to support her. when her pregnancy began to show, she dropped out of school and started working. for a couple years, she attempted to raise xak on her own, but it proved too much for her to deal with. in order to relieve the stress of working two jobs and stress, she started drinking. most of the time, xak's cries went ignored. when he was four, his mother had moved onto drugs and they were living with whomever would take them in. with the drugs and alcohol, she blamed xak for ruining her life and she would take it out on him. it wasn't long before the bruises were noticed. at the age of five, xak was placed in the care of a foster home.

things weren't much better there for xak. he was one of fourteen children there and the others thought he was strange. xak had never been around other children his age and he didn't know how to act around them. it didn't help that xak didn't understand how to get along with them. he preferred to wander in the backyard and play with insects or the occasional small animal. his strange behaviors only drew negative attention from the other children and he was often mocked. when couples came, in the hopes of finding a child to adopt, xak always tried to hide. he had learned that he couldn't trust the adults, no matter how kind they seemed. despite always being found in his hiding spots, xak would wail and scream until the couples left. it was one of the very few times when he was vocal.

for the next couple years, xak remained at the home while children left and new ones came. the only thing that xak seemed to enjoy was the schooling they recieved. he was genuinely interested in learning and when he learned to read, it was impossible to find him without a book. when he was eight, a couple came by and for some reason, they fell in love with xak. they were unable to conceive and despite xak's wailing, they still adopted him. the first couple months with the strangers were terrible for xak. when it was obvious that no amount of screaming or crying was going to help, he resigned to being completely silent. it took another few months and far more coaxing to get xak to even talk to them. after that though, xak slowly began warming up to them. he soon began to realize that they weren't the bad people he thought they were.

while he didn't trust them completely, xak felt like he belonged for once. however, things didn't last very long. they had been told they couldn't conceive, so it was quite the surprise when they found out they were having a little boy. of course, xak was confused to the new addition. it was impossible for his new parents to love him like he was their own child. the attention his little brother, david, was getting made xak immensely jealous. he was convinced that his parents were going to make him go back to the foster home. as a result, xak began throwing his massive fits again. at this point, his behavior only frustrated his parents. in a moment of rage, his adopted mother hit him. though she felt terrible about it, xak internalized it and while he stopped his fits, he started planning his revenge. in his mind, the only way to get his parents to love him was to get rid of his younger brother.

as david grew up, it was obvious that he was the more loved one. it didn't help that xak had gone back to being very withdrawn and refused to speak to people for days at a time. at school, his strange nature often got him pushed around. since xak didn't speak to anyone, the bullying was ignored. at the age of twelve, his adopted parents bought a rabbit for david. xak hated the animal, but he saw how much it meant to david. he quickly realized that he could get rid of the rabbit and hurt his brother. xak knew that killing the rabbit was wrong, but he felt no remorse. in fact, he enjoyed the power rush from killing the animal. however, it was nothing in comparison to the joy he felt from his brother's screams when he discovered the bloody corpse. his parents were quick to realize that xak was the one who did it and they were furious with him.

it didn't matter though, xak had seen how easy it was to scare others. from then on, anybody who mistreated xak always found themselves regretting it. while he kept himself entertained, it wasn't enough for xak. for months he plotted ways to kill david and it consumed his every thought. he finally had his opportunity during a pool party. his parents were busy conversing with others and the children were left to play alone. with the distraction, xak grabbed his brother and held him underneath the water until he stopped struggling. since no one had seen what happened, david's death seemed like an accidental drowning. xak thought he was going to be the center of attention again. however, this was not the case. his parents were distraught over their son's death. it was especially difficult for his mother and a few months later, she killed herself.

xak was the one who found the body and they found him cuddled against her body, covered in her blood. his adopted father couldn't even look at xak and he was put back in the system. for the next couple years, xak stayed at another foster home. the woman in charge of the home was older and was convinced that she needed to baby xak. by this point, he realized that he would have to fend for himself. the woman was convinced that xak was going to go to college and do well. all she could talk about was how much he had to live for. naturally, all xak could think about were ways to kill her. he realized that if he did though, people were bound to suspect something. he kept back his urges. the day before his eighteenth birthday, xak packed his bags and left.

THE MAN. there weren't many places for a person like xak to go. he first made his way to chicago, where he worked several odd jobs. for two years, xak moved from place to place. no matter how many times he moved though, he still had these urges that he didn't quite understand. there were times when xak would watch someone and start fantasizing about ways to kill them. when he found himself unable to fight the urges, xak would move. however, while working a bartending job in new orleans, xakery finally caved. it was the last customer of the night and the woman was complaining about her life. when she talked about running from her responsibilities, her children, something inside xak snapped. after she left, xak found himself following her, a knife hidden in the sleeve of his jacket. when he cornered her, xak tried to talk sense into her, but she wouldn't listen to him.

xak began screaming at her, blaming her for the faults of his mother. before he could even think about it, xak stabbed her and didn't stop until long after she was dead. luckily for him, he still had time to come to his senses and hide her body. for hours after, he sat in his apartment and just thought about what he had done. with the knife still in his hand, xak realized that he was experiencing pure happiness. in his mind, he had just saved some poor children from suffering the same fate as he had. he couldn't stop there. the next day, xak quite his job and packed his bags. he began making his way to the west coast. each stop he made, xak began fine-tuning his newfound passion. while his hobby made him happy, xak knew others wouldn't be as proud of his work. after his sixth kill, the police and media had picked up on the murders. xak decided it was best to settle down for a bit and let the initial buzz die down.

he settled in arizona, finding a job as a librarian. it was there he met caroline. xak had never been in a relationship, as he never felt those feelings for anybody. in his attempt to stay under the radar though, he played along. acting like a normal human being was strange for xak. he'd never felt like he belonged anywhere and even with her, he didn't. still, nobody seemed to think anything was wrong with him. the charade worked for the time xak was in arizona, but he felt like he was suffocating. it didn't help that every time he was in the same room as his 'girlfriend', xak just wanted to know what her insides looked like. finally, news of his killings were swept away with news of another killer in california. xak was shocked to learn that there was someone else like him out there, but he was so intrigued by this new killer. he became obsessed. xak needed to know that he wasn't alone.

in the end, he ended up elbow deep in caroline's blood, making a map of all the killings in california. xak made it seem like he had eloped with caroline and then erased any trace of his existence in arizona. there he set out to seek his new friend in california. xak staked out in a motel and turned one of the walls into a shrine for the other serial killer. pictures of the victims, maps, and cutout newspaper articles decorated the wall. after the first couple killings, it was easy for xak to put together that it was a female. however, after a couple weeks of failing to find her, xak was growing frustrated. even though he was at every crime scene and always two steps ahead of the police, he couldn't find her. it only made his obsession grow and finally, xak began killing for her. he had never been elaborate in his killings. as long as he got the job done, he didn't really care for theatrics.

now though, xak wanted to impress. he began killing just to leave messages, hoping she would catch on. he was angered when she didn't respond. xak spent hours profiling her victims, trying to figure out what they had in common. finally, it clicked. for weeks, xak hunted down prostitutes, killing them when they didn't try to kill him. he was just starting to give up hope of ever finding her, when he met quinnlan. though a part of him wanted to walk away, xak decided to give it one last shot. when she pulled the knife on him, it was impossible for him to keep back his scream of excitement. at that moment, xak fell in love. he had to avoid her knife, but it didn't stop him from ranting about how much he loved her work. once he disarmed her, xak clung to quinn and since then, it's been impossible to separate him from her side.

over the next few weeks, xak couldn't believe he had met someone who understood him so well. quinn made him feel emotions that he didn't know he was capable of feeling. she made him feel normal and he wasn't letting that go. their combined knowledge about killing made it almost impossible to trace them. however, their murders were not going unnoticed. in a strange turn of events, the infection turned out to be one of the best things to happen to them. with the police out hunting for them, it was becoming increasingly difficult to kill as regularly. when the infection hit, the entire world became their hunting grounds. no one would be any the wiser.

THE FALL. when the infection first hit, xak was just getting ice when he was attacked and bitten. in self-defense, he killed the man that had attacked him. he didn't give the bite a second thought. it wasn't until later when he was back with quinn and he first turned feral. she took him out with a lamp and when he woke, xak was just as confused as she was. however, he saw the fear in her eyes and crawled over, promising he would never hurt her. as things became clear the next couple days, xak realized he was infected. his close contact with quinn, meant that he had passed the infection to her too. the two of them were lucky enough to integrate the infection into their system. while the rest of the world went to shit, they were mastering how to tame their strength.

los angeles became their playground. while it was harder to come by victims, they were free to kill how they wanted. there was no longer any worry about covering up their crimes. xak and quinn could live a normal life, doing whatever they wanted. they even built their own home and when there weren't survivors to kill, they had the infected. xak still hasn't figured out how the infection has affected them and he still occasionally has his feral episodes. however, the two of them are blissfully happy living in their treehouse and killing whenever they want.

INVENTORY

BOWIE KNIFE. guns are far too impersonal for xak's taste. they kill too quickly and are far too noisy. he enjoys taking his time with his kills. over the years, xak has become very skilled with the knife and it's his favorite weapon to use. the knife is always somewhere on his person, usually tucked into his belt. xak takes very good care of the knife. it's always cleaned and sharpened, ready for it's next victim.

BASEBALL BAT. as a kid, xak was never big on sports. he's never played a real game of baseball in his life, but that didn't stop him from grabbing the bat. xak has made his own game with taking the heads off the infected. made from wood, the bat is sturdy and surprisingly, has not broken yet. if anyone comes around uninvited, it's also good for threatening.

WOVEN BRACELET. much like a friendship bracelet, it is made from several different colors. however, over the years, the colors have faded. the bracelet was made for him by quinn and xak hasn't taken it off since she gave it to them. quinn made it for him after she found the string in the home of the first person they killed together. to xak, it's a symbol of their relationship and their love for each other.

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