| Zachary Michael Evans's Vitals | ||
|---|---|---|
| Name: Zachary Michael Evans | ||
| Race: Human | ||
| Shortdesc: A fragile looking teenager with pale blond hair and grey blue eyes | ||
| Position: Victim | ||
| Fame: Highly gifted musician | ||
| Temperament: Tormented soul | ||
| Themesong: Invisible - Adema | ||
Jeremy Dufour as Zachary Michael Evans |
Info
WARNING: This information should be considered OOC Knowledge unless one has the IC means to access it.
Zack grew up in California, just outside of Los Angeles. His father, Michael, died when Zack was three years old. He had been a musician and played the cello in the Los Angeles Philharmonic. When he was eight years old, Zack's mother Caroline remarried. Dennis, Jack's stepdad, never really liked the idea of raising another man's kid, but the brat came with Caroline, and despite his best efforts, there was nothing he could do about it.
Zack inherited his father's gift with music, and by the time he was ten, was already a talented pianist. All of his music teachers commented about how he had a natural ear for music. Caroline encouraged Zack's love for music, but for Dennis, it was just another reminder of Caroline's late husband. Though in truth, Dennis seemed to disapprove of everything that Zack did. Dennis always thought he would have a son that was like him, not some little limp wristed sissy boy who would rather play the piano or take dance lessons. Dennis regularly told Zack that he was like having a daughter and not a son - at least whenever Caroline was not around.
When Zack was thirteen years old, Caroline was killed in a car wreck. He thought that losing his mother was the worst thing that could ever happen to him. He didn’t realize that it was only the beginning of hell for him. Three days after his mother’s funeral, Dennis came home drunk with his new girlfriend Vicky, who would be moving in a few days later. After Caroline’s death, Dennis’s dislike of Zachary only intensified. On the nights that he was very drunk, that dislike was expressed with his fist.
To escape the misery that was his home, Zack took to walking the streets to be anywhere but home. He hated home and school was little better. He was taken from the private school and thrown into the lion’s den of public school, where there was a near endless line of bullies waiting to beat him up. That was when his world was thrown into an endless pit of despair and suffering.
About four months before his fourteenth birthday, Zachary caught the attention of Anton Mashkov, a vampire with a penchant for young boys. His tastes did not stop just with his choice of food. Even though he was screaming no in his head, he could never resist Anton’s desires, no matter what form they took, and no matter how hard he tried, he could never tell anyone, even though he dreamt of doing every day. As time passed, he began to justify it in his head that it was something that he wanted, until he convinced himself of it.
Anton soon discovered that Zachary was a very talented young man and would often display his prized pet to others of the Kiss, having the young musician play for them, often barely dressed, so that they could admire his beauty and his art. For some, the beautiful young boy was a delicacy that they would often play gentleman's games to see who would have the pleasure of tasting his beauty.
When he was seventeen years old, after four years of continuous abuse, he was freed from Anton’s control, when the police discovered Anton’s nocturnal habits. Of course, Zachary’s relationship with Anton was exposed. Terry Chapman, another vampire from Los Angeles, had been in life a petty thief and con artist - being undead didn't really change that. When he was arrested for a property scam, he offered up evidence of another vampire for the District Attorney - Anton. The state sentienced Anton to death for predidation of a minor.
Anton made a deal with the District Attorney. He would plead not guilty and accept the judge's decision, if they would agree not to call his Zachary to testify and try to keep his name from the press. Despite this, it became public knowledge, and Zack's name and picture was plastered all over. Dennis accused Zack of seeking out the monster’s attention. On Zack’s eighteenth birthday, Dennis was no longer legally obligated to provide a home for his unwanted stepson.
It has been just over a month, since Zachary was kicked out of his home. He has been hitchhiking his way to anywhere he could, trying to escape his past. Unfortunately Anton’s rolling of him has left him longing for the thing that he so desperately wished to escape. His body longs for the feel of teeth piercing his skin, to feel his warm blood being drawn from him, as he nourishes a beast that he is now enslaved to. Zack suffers from the Stockholm syndrome, though of course, no one back home ever cared enough to notice it.
Song of Solitude
Oh sweet sigh slip now from my lips
as there is now no one left to hear
and let now my coward's cry fall onto no one but myself
This prison that holds me this day is one of my own making
And it is no one but myself that closes and locks the door behind
Yet I cannot find my way out into the light once more
As crimson drops fall to the floor like heaven's tears
I cannot decide if it is the hurting or the hurt that I so crave
Sadist and masochist played here and now by the same actor
Curled into my false security I hate my tormentor
Just as he hates me and cannot stand to look into the mirror
To see both the weakness and the spite in the same reflection
But in that moment, when for but a second, the illusion is shattered
A true kenning shines out and I see the person that everyone else sees
It is then that I am reminded that I am never alone
Once again I place upon myself the iron mask
and lock away the other royal born prince
And smile and nod and play the role that I slip into so well
It is odd how such sadness can taste so sweet
when it is the best that we expect
even when others offer such delights just fingers width away
Until all have been sated and done
I wait with patient pace
Until tomorrow comes and yesterday is no more
