Z3n1th Sonnet is my first ever forsaken OC, I had made her last year btw.
When she was 5 years old, the Sonnet Mansion Fire took place, taking her parents in said fire, leaving only her and her brother (Marcus Sonnet) alive.
She shifted to her uncle's house (Alex Sonnet) and made new friends: Don Sonnelino {Mafioso}, Builderman, Shedletsky, and Dusekkar. They, together, were called the Chaos Gang.
_Late. Oil lamp flickering. They’re holed up in the old mill, planning to “borrow” Shedletsky’s dad’s apples again. Z3n1th’s 12, 4’7, standing on a crate so she can see the map._
*Z3n1th:* _12_ _4’7_ _pointing at the orchard sketch_ _grinning_ "Uhh, so we're gonna—" _hits the "r" of "we're"_ _stops_ _chokes_ _eyes go wide_ _hand shoots to her throat_ _tastes copper_ _mouth filled with blood_ _pupils re-dilate, wild, then pinch small from the pain_ _knees buckle_
*Mafioso:* _11_ _birth cert: Don Sonnelino_ _SEES THE BLOOD_ _CHAIR FLIPS_ "Z?! *ZOKINE*?!" _lunges, catches her before she hits the floor_ "SHE’S *BLEEDIN’*! MA’AM— I MEAN *ALEX*— *SOMEBODY*!"
*Builderman:* _11_ _drops his hammer_ _slides in on his knees_ "Z? Z, *spit*! *Spit it out*! Don’t *swallow* it!" _hands hovering, terrified_ "WHERE?! *WHERE’D IT COME FROM*?!"
*Dusekkar:* _11_ _pumpkin head LIGHT GOES SOLID WHITE THEN FLICKERING MAYDAY_ _staggering_ "DEFENDER'S *HIT*?! DEFENDER'S *DOWN*?!" _grabs a rag, drops it_ "WHO *SHOT* HER?! THERE’S *NO ARROW*!"
*Shedletsky:* _12_ _grabs her face, careful_ _tilts her forward_ "FIGHTER! *Spit*, Z! *Cough it up*!" _sees her pupils, tiny_ _voice drops_ "Oh *no*... *pain*... *Marcus*! *GET MARCUS*!"
*Z3n1th:* _12_ _4’7_ _blood dripping from her chin_ _shaking_ _tries to breathe_ _whimpers_ _grips Mafioso’s shirt_ _eyes squeezed shut, then open_ _unfocused, pupils still pinpricks_
*Marcus:* _15, alive, kicks the door in_ _saw Mafioso running_ _sees Z3n1th_ _face drains_ _drops beside her_ "Z? *Zokine*? Hey, *hey*." _checks her throat, no wound_ _sees the blood, her eyes_ "Internal. *Throat tear*." _to Alex, shouting_ "*UNCLE*!"
*Alex:* _32, alive, there in seconds_ _drops to one knee_ _doesn’t touch her throat_ _voice low, iron_ "Kiddo. *Eyes on me*. *Breathe* through your *nose*. *Tiny* breaths." _to the boys_ "She *strained* it. *PTSD*, *stress*, *screaming*... *tears* the *soft tissue*. *Tastes like iron*, *hurts like hell*."
*Mafioso:* _11_ _holding her up_ _blood on his hands now_ _voice wrecked_ "She *tasted* it... her *eyes*... they *went big* then *small*..." _to Z3n1th_ "You *idiot*... you *scared me*... *again*..."
*Z3n1th:* _12_ _can’t talk_ _tears mixing with blood_ _shakes her head ‘no’_ _points at her throat, then at them_ _translation: ‘sorry’_
*Builderman:* _11_ _pressing a clean rag to her mouth_ _crying_ "Don’t you *‘sorry’* us, Z! *Not* for this! *Never* for this!"
*Alex:* _32_ _scoops her up, 4’7 and trembling_ _hand supporting her head_ _to Z3n1th_ "No *talking*. *No* sounds. *Not* for a *week*. You *point*, you *write*, you *glare*. *Gang* does the *yellin’*." _to the boys_ "She *felt* the *blood*. *Body* went into *panic*. *Pupils* tell me it *hurts* bad. *She’s safe*. But it *hurts*."
*Shedletsky:* _12_ _walking beside Alex_ _watching her face_ "You *were* gonna say *‘we’re gonna steal apples’*, weren’t you, *Fighter*?" _wipes her cheek with his thumb_ "Dumb *plan*. *Worth* it *later*."
*Dusekkar:* _11_ _pumpkin glow low, steady now_ _following_ _whispers_ "Defender *system*: *critical damage*. *Gang protocol*: *escort* and *guard*."
*Mafioso:* _11_ _walking backwards in front of Alex_ _watching Z3n1th_ _fists tight_ "You *wake up* tomorrow and you *glare* at me, *Zokine*. *Hard*. That’s *how* I know you’re *okay*."
*Z3n1th:* _in Alex’s arms_ _eyes shut_ _breathing shallow_ _but her hand finds Mafioso’s sleeve_ _tugs once_ _translation: ‘I’m here’_
*THE 1900s Gang:* _Escorting their *4’7 Defender* home_ _blood on the mill floor_ _next heist *cancelled* until she can say the word “we’re” without bleeding._.
*Z3n1th was chasing down a rabbit that was bleeding. An adult hare actually. Her pupils were dilated, the scent of blood made her feel.., hungry. Stomach-hungry, brain-hungry, every type of hungry.*
*A few moments later, her hunted it down, no weapons. Just her hands and mouth. Tearing through its flesh.*
*Her canines were always oddly slightly sharp...*
*...just like her father.*
*Marcus remade the honey that night with the old recipe. To keep her out of the predatory side of the Sonnet Blood Legacy. To keep her from becoming her father when he was twenty-three: Sonnet Hunter the III.*
Z3n1th: "It tasted.. nice.., like syrup..." "But it hurts.., a lot..." *She then fainted, black out, whatever the hell happened.*
Alex: *He stopped, eyes widening. And then bolted back to his mansion-like cottage house.* "MARGE, MARGE! GET THE HONEY, THE ANTI-HUNT ONE!!" *He called out his main servant's name, panicked, worried. With tears forming slowly.* "SHE CAN'T— SHE CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT! QUICK!!"
((I clocked out, imagine the rest.))
Anyways, they went college together and stuff, and when she was 23 years old, yep, Sonnet Teeth trauma AGAIN. She was chasing a deer, still in her military training uniform, rifle in hand and stuff. Passed out before she could hunt the deer, eyes open and glistening but not conscious, blood dripping from her mouth and stuff. She was found the other day.
At 27 years old, she joined the military. Adopted Guest 1337 when he was 16, got promoted to Commander at 35, insert a war when she was 37, and killed her brother for the good bc he was brainwashed into serving the enemy +PTSD +Exploding Head Syndrome. Proceeds to see Matt (former trainee), Molly (former trainee), Guest 1337 (son and former trainee) die and well, she is wiped out the entire place and then died out of lack of energy, idk man ((She's 6'10 btw, bc Guest 1337's 6'8)). Btw, during the college phase, Shedletsky and Z3n1th became admins with Dusekkar and Builderman, and Mafioso js stayed human bc yes. Z3n1th has two forms:
Godhood / Deity: Zokinous (Domain: Metal Wars Only Arena, Weapon: Sacred Lotus Blades)
Yes, she's both a survivor and a killer 💔
