Fish

6/2/18. Dream character who got like.....a lot of info....? Had the same dream about him twice, but the other one was a long time ago and previously was left unfinished. Doesn't talk hardly ever because he usually isn't supposed to. Has multiple aliases, but nobody knows his real name. Serious. Life is work and that's it. He's got a pretty pointy nose

Names > ~7 years. Hair was blonde and up in a short ponytail. He was kidnapped from his home with his (ginger, same hair style) sibling and a friend (black hair) by a group of raiders. They 'raised' the tree of them with the goal of turning them into werewolf killing machines. They already had the werewolf captured, so when it shifted, the three of them were thrown into its prison to get bit. Promptly after, the werewolf was killed. The kids has poor control over the affliction for the longest time, but were still put through rigorous training. It didn't have the best of results. By the time the trio was 13, the raiders grew impatient. It was gonna be murder time whether they liked it or not. The three of them were chained up to a giant rock (two hollows with a center 'pillar' where the chain mount was), forced to shift, and left there for the night. The sibling was the weak link and they pretty much wanted them dead, so they were chained in the middle as the target. At this point, their werewolf modes were starved, crazed monsters pretty intent on killing. Names held his off for as long as possible while the other two weren't so lucky. The friend was already trying to kill his sibling, but had been chained up in a way where he couldn't reach much else than a leg, so they just worked on tearing that up. Shying away from the snapping jaws, his sibling kept shying away to his side until they got just a tad too close. The werewolf took over and Names gave the killing blow. This brought the two of them out of the werewolf mode while the friend just kept snarling over there. Names was devastated, but at the same time couldn't afford to show weakness. If he looked too pathetic, the raiders would off him too. He just kinda...started punching to rock overhead in order to cause himself enough pain to distract from his emotions. This became a habit and he eventually damaged the nerves in his hands so that the knuckle area can't really feel anything anymore. (Ps, he was 'Names' as the raiders didn't know what to call him. Mostly, they just yelled insults at him. Whenever someone would ask what to call him, someone would reply 'They just call him names'. The alias formed from there)

Pears > ~14 years. Before he could be sent on a frenzied killing spree, the raider camp was attacked. The intruders were from a facility that worked to cure afflictions such as werewolf bites and they'd gotten wind of Names and his friend. He was 'rescued', but they supposedly couldn't catch his friend. He has no idea what happened to him. He woke up in a mountain camp, a cluster of log cabins separated from the world by a sheer wall. There were a couple of authority figures that roamed the premises, but mostly, it was rescued kids and teens. They could go outside and wander as they pleased, but to him, it felt like just another prison. A side effect of the treatment process is that the eyes would change color according to emotion (iris and sclera same colored if one main emotion. Alternately: iris main emotion, sclera secondary emotion. They all had weird labels that didn't make any sense, but they were written all over the place so that everybody could understand them. Brown > 'mom' / blue > 'target sighted' / green > 'fridge' / white > 'stress' / purple > 'yikes'. The kids...kinda had their own code for them, as this was duh inaccurate most times). His were almost always white sclera with purple iris, indicating generally stress, weariness, and restlessness. His hair also turned white due to treatment (he'd lost the ponytail by now). At the facility, he started to get called Pears, as again, nobody knew his name and when it came time to eat, pears were pretty much the only food he would touch. He was miserable here and had a group of 'friends', or people who were really trying to be his friends who could tell and were like hey dude! cheer up!! But he decided not to do that, thanks

Fox > ~15 years. Pears was serious. He practiced fighting and survival skills instead of playing around like the other kids. They took notice and most complained, as he creeped them out. He was working on refining his skills so that he could escape, but before he got that far, he attracted somebody else's attention. A small group of official looking and probably bad people had taken shelter at the facility, as the weather had been brutal the night before. His strange habits seemed almost ideal for the sort of all purpose guard, fighter, fit-into-small-spaces guy they were looking for. Bribing the facility, they pretty much bought him and took him with them. Pears obviously was not a cool, covert name, so they called him Fox (it was really supposed to be Foxtrot, but the last part got dropped most times). They intended to take him back to their base of operations after the mission they were on. Until then, they trained him further, which was more of the same for him at this point. This training was more official, though, and really refined his skills. (Ps, he was usually wearing a big, poofy teal and white coat with black lines across it. Large hood with lots of fur in it. Also, being off treatment made his eyes stop changing color). To him, their 'mission' seemed to just be...walking around to different, unhelpful places. Eventually, though, they really got on the trail of what they were looking for. The next place they went to was actually where Emma and Erin were. The people started to play cat and mouse with the two of them while Fox just sort of...stood around looking miserable, not getting it, and not caring. Before the people got the change to send him after the two, they made their escape. Emma being Emma really felt like Fox was trapped with these guys and wanted him to escape with them. Fox being Fox was meh on the whole topic. Erin all but had to drag her away to get on with the escape without him since he clearly wasn't coming. Fox watched where they went until they disappeared, as they were heading into the maze that surrounded the area, except they were taking the way where the walls weren't all broken down in a straight line (the way they came) to be sneaky sneaky. What they didn't know is that the place was laced with traps. Having wandered around, Fox did know this and was almost intrigued, wondering if they were as clueless as they seemed. Since he didn't have anything better to do at the good 'ol hour of middle-of-the-night, he stalked after them. Inevitably, they got caught in a trap. It seemed hopeless, but last second, Fox deactivated it just....'cause. Emma was delighted and persuaded him to follow further with the concept of whatever 'freedom' was 

Fish > ~15 years. Emma and Erin required his assistance to escape the maze. During that time, Erin made the comment that he was too fast for a Fox. He was more like a fish (Erin is from a fishing village and kinda compares everything to fish...). Still, the name stuck, as Fish didn't argue. It took them a good while to get out of the place, but once they did, they met back up with Emma's horse. Fish looted some armor from a nearby shack (what he's currently wearing), as the coat wasn't really...doin' it for him. Since they were still in the mountains, he expected to be doing a lot of climbing and sliding on rough rocks. His coarse clothing and leather armor choices reflected this. Knowing the group of bad dudes would be coming after them, the three headed off post haste