Xander Goth ~ Capitol [FINISHED]

I used to have long, beautiful locks of brown hair, but things had to change. I shaved off half of it, and put in some sort of dye which turned it to a jet black color. I was never into piercings, but I had to make my new identity real. I have noticeable piercings around my lip, 1 on each side. My eyes match my hair, at a very dark tone of brown. I was always wearing some glasses, since I was blinder then a bat. My skin is whiter then the snowiest of winters around the Capitol, and that helps with camouflage on nights of thievery when it was snowy.

People think it's girly, but I actually like my black earrings. I don't really classify them as earrings, because they look like buttons are in my ear from far, but I was never the one to start up an argument. You can notice some stubble across my chin if you look closely. I have a goth appearance, and my face will be covered in a little bit of black make-up here and there. My seeing is weak, and I always need my glasses. Without my glasses, I can't even read things up close. My average apparel was anything that was black. If It's black, I'll wear it, no other colors, unless it is a very dark grey.

I weigh about 140 pounds, being a pretty skinny, scrawny guy. I am short, just like my parents, at only 5'3", but they are gone, so most of my memories of them are vivid. My teeth are as crooked as a broken sidewalk, as I never really took care of them. The only thing I needed them for is to chew food, and I never ate anyways. On one night of robbery, I was almost caught by this man, who almost cut my whole hand off. He left a scar that goes all away around my left hand, and I'm expecting it to stay there for life.

I'm a sneaky young man, as I am a criminal mastermind. I have cat-like reflexes, and I could move at such a high speed, that sometimes people don't even notice I was there. My hands were my moneymakers, as I could pickpocket someone blind. I can climb almost anything that has something to grab on, which helps when I'm hopping a fence to escape the peacekeepers on a average night of robbery.

Socializing is one of my strong points. I can make friends with absolutely anyone if I tried hard enough. Just because I'm quiet, doesn't mean I am shy. Going outside is a big thing for me too, as I enjoy nature and all of the lush green nature around me, even if I rarely get to see it, since most of the capitol is huge skyscrapers. What I have always told myself is if you respect me, you will get respect back. It's that simple.

Anger has been a huge problem for me. I most likely have one of the shortest tempers around the Capitol, and the littlest of things will set me off into a rampage. I have taken day after day of counseling, but nothing helps my sick problem. My voice isn't the strongest, and cracks at times because I have yelled at so many people over my lifetime. Nightmares raid over my dreams at the things I have done to people out of anger towards them. They will never go away, and will always haunt me until the day I die.

My history, well, let's say it has a few twists in it. I was naturally born in the Capitol, and my parents were obsessed Capitolites. I despised every moment I spent here in this hell hole, and I have had bad thoughts for a while. Well, at around 9, my parents were both killed in a car wreck, and that's when I became a criminal. Pretty much every night, I would be up to something around the Capitol. It ranged from pick-pocketing people, to breaking into houses around the Capitol of people who were too stupid to secure their house properly. After about 3 years of this, my next sentence to the Detention Center was a whipping, and live hanging. I knew I would end up back there, so I had to change everything about me. I shaved my head, applied some make-up, piercings, and changed my name. I had to convince the officials that I had very bad memory loss, and that I completely forgot everything about my past, due to a problem with my brain. They had me tested multiple times to prove I was telling the truth, and I guess they actually found something, and that's really how I got my new identity. Even though I have been a long time criminal, and my "adoptive" parents are even dumber to think I am a innocent child, that hasn't had anything on his criminal record.

Well, my real full name is Alexander Quincy Parkinson, and I was one of the most hated kids around the Capitol. Someone in the capitol actually put a small cash amount for whoever could find me, dead or alive, but, of course, I managed to outsmart all the people around here. At the moment, I live with adoptive parents, but I'm trying to get my own house sometime soon, since I can legally live by myself. I have no siblings, and I'm glad I don't, because I would have went crazy and killed one of them by now. I got my new name, Xander, from my original name, since the last half of it is "Xander", my last name comes from my love of black things, and my middle name? Well, that's the name of my father, which I was never fond of, and I had no other ideas for a name. I still go around and cause mischief, but I figure out my plan before I do it, and I take more precautions then I usually do. If I went back to the detention center, my life would become a living hell, just like it was before.

I met up with these group of kids kind of similar to me, and we started a group of thievery. They are a bunch of children who like to run around and cause mischief for the "fun" of it. That's not how I really roll, but I go with them because I need people to talk to at weak times. I'm into actual crimes, but they just like to mess around. They are all rich kids, but I'm not rich at the moment. My parents had a huge fortune behind them, and once I come to the age of 21, it is all mine, and I can ditch that ridiculous group of kids, and hire my own henchmen. I am close to some of them, because they are really my only friends, but I only need my criminal mind to survive in this world.