ZEPHYR LEVESQUE

[ZEPHYR LEVESQUE]

ZEPHYR SHAYDE LEVESQUE



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NAME: Jay
AGE: 18
EXPERIENCE: 5
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FULL NAME: Zephyr Shayde Levesque
AGE: 100 (looks seventeen)
NICKNAME(S): Zeph, Zephy, Zeiph, Zee, Shayde
BIRTHDAY: October 13, 1909
ZODIAC: Scorpio
HOMETOWN: Brooklyn, New York (born in london)
DESIRED HOUSE: Slytherin
STUDENT JOB: prefect
BLOODLINE: vampire, pureblood
SEXUALITY: pansexual

i've made peace with god and burned the sage
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HEIGHT: 6'2''
WEIGHT: 150lbs
BODY TYPE: slender, toned
HAIR COLOR: bronze
HAIR STYLE: mid-length, usually spiked up
EYE COLOR: grey-green with a golden mix
PIERCINGS: no
TATTOOS: memorial cross
PLAY BY: Robert Pattinson

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and drank the poison from the lake
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LIKES: girls, guys, rock music, writing, being a vampire
DISLIKES: liars, fakes, lectures, bloodlust, his parents
STRENGTHS: strength, speed, intelligence
WEAKNESSES: Anabella, Expressing Emotion, His Memories
HABITS/QUIRKS: Smirking, Furrowing Brows, Crossing Arms
FEARS: commitment, losing his friends

PERSONALITY:

Quiet. At first, Zephyr is very quiet. That also makes him pretty mysterious to some people, not that the pale skin and neutral colored clothes didn't add to it. When you first meet him, Zephyr really doesn't talk too much, maybe a couple words like "hey, how ya doin?" but that's all you're going to get unless you keep trying, and then he'll open up a little. He doesn't usually talk to a lot of people unless they're his friends. For some reason, you can't get it through his head that the only way to make friends is by talking to people.

Sarcastic. Oh, yeah. Zephyr is a sarcastic SOB. Sure, a lot of the time he can be hilarious with his dry, but tasteful humor. But sometimes, he is just so sarcastic that you want to slap him. Or for the guys, you'd like to dropkick him. But, he get's a long with most guys--that can take a joke. He can take anything anybody says and make it into a sarcastic remark or a hilarious joke in an instant. How he does it is also part of his mysteriousness. Yeah, so...I could have just said sarcastic and that would have wrapped it up.

Determined. This can be a good thing, and it can be a bad thing. If he sets a goal, he is determined to reach it. That's the good part. They bad part of this is, his determination can turn into wrecklessness, and it gets him into trouble sometimes. He turns into a complete daredevil when he has to go after something he wants. For example, if he's craving a certain blood--like a dragons blood. If he finds a dragon, he's going to try to kill it no matter what--just to get the blood. That's how determined he is. Maybe its more of a bad thing?

Creative. Creativity is something that comes naturally to Zephyr. He finds many ways to express himself that's not telling someone directly how he feels. He doesn't like talking about feelings. It makes him awkward and nervous, and he despises that feeling. It kind of sets him apart from women, and can be a downer when looking for a date. To express himself, he keeps a journal, writes and plays rock music, and draws graphic novels. He has many songs written, and can play electric guitar, base, guitar, and the drums. He's working on a graphic novel about a vampire. It's kind of a graphic journal. It's about his real life, yet people will think it's a creative story. People are so blind.

Tempered. Zephyr can unleash quite a temper when he wants to. It kind of ties into his protective gene. The vampire is usually pretty calm and collective, but when he gets mad, you don't want to be around him. If mad enough and provoked, he's liable to rip your throat out with his bare hands. Watch it, enemies of Zephyr.

Intense. This ties in with tempered and protective. He's a very intense person--kind of complex. That's what many like about him. Especially if they are in a relationship with him. He's an intense person when it comes to love, and will do anything to protect them. He's intense with his relationships in another way too, but I wont talk about that. It's all in his eyes--they hold his intensity, and as they say, the eyes are the gateway to the soul.

Immensely Intelligent. Even when he was still a human boy, he was very intelligent. He'd been in honor classes the whole time he was in school, up until high school. That's why he was one of the select few that went on the trip to Paris. It was an advanced studies class, the top of the educational chain. He just wished he would have spent more time reading more books about planes. He's a very intelligent person. Who said you couldn't have brains and brawn?

Untrusting. Zephyr, although easy to trust himself, doesn't trust many people. There have been a lot of people to betray him, so he closes himself off to the outside world. The only way you'd ever know what he was thinking would be if you read his music sheets or his comics. It takes a long time to gain his trust, but once you have it, you'd been keep it because he wont forgive you if you betray him. Who knows--if you do betray him, he might be the last person you ever cross. He has a vivid memory. He never forgets a face.

Strong. Being a vampire, he obviously has super strength. He's a lot stronger than humans, able to crack a tree in half with one fist when he's made enough. Don't start a fight with him. But physically isn't the only way he's strong. He has a strong will, and never gives up on what he wants. He'll do all he can do to reach his goal, whether anyone likes it or not. He'd try not to hurt anyone near him, but if he cant...it can't be helped. He has human friends, but doesn't want to keep them too close, in fear that they might get hurt. But that may change at a magical school.

Arrogant. He can be very arrogant and smug. He loves to get under people's skin, especially on a bad day. His smug and arrogance mixed in with his sarcasm and wit, is not a good combination...for you.

i've fallen down, but never give up

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MOTHER: Elizabeth Angela Bennet - Deceased
FATHER: Raphael Rosseau Pestotelli - Deceased
SIBLINGS: N/A (but if you want to make him a vampire sibling, go ahead)
OTHER FAMILY: Anabella Lynette Parker - Ex-Fiancee
Shayde Alexavier Pestotelli-Parker - Son (vampire - and playable if you pm me)

HISTORY:

Zephyr Shayde Levesque was born on August 12, 1909 as Shayde Rosseau Pestotelli. His parents' names were Elizabeth Angela Bennet and Raphael Emilio Pestotelli. His mother was a French-English woman, and his father was Italian. They were going out as a couple during the time of Zephyr's birth. They lived together in London, England, both having moved from their home countries, France and Italy. They weren't married, yet they were having a little child. Well, being only nineteen at the time of Zephyr's birth, they didn't want to be held down by a baby; and since Raphael's parents were alive no longer, and Elizabeth's parents disowned her for running off with Raphael, they'd have nobody to help take care of Zephyr. The couple spent time with him for those two days in the hospital, and then dropped him off at the New York Orphanage, the city where the parents would start their new life--without their son. Before they left him, they gave him a picture and some memories of them. After those gifts, they walked out with heavy hearts. Especially Elizabeth. She loved her baby so much already, even just after two days. Now she had to leave him in an orphanage. He would spend quite a few years in that orphanage.

Life at Saint Maria's orphanage wasn't exactly the best--but it was better than being on the streets. He grew up with the same kids everyday inside that orphanage. It seemed back in those days, people didn't really adopt. His best friends were a part of the orphanage. He would stay home and play with them all day, until the year 1917, when he started elementary school in Brooklyn. He lead a normal llife, although without all the things the other kids at school had. Zephyr often got picked on because he was an orphan, along with the pack of orphan friends he had in school. This happened all the way through high school. The between time was filled with troublemaking, fights, and addictions. Don't worry, only to cigarettes. Every kind of bad decision there was, Zephyr made them during his school career, mostly in middle school, when he started hanging out with a bunch of thugs, where he got his smoking habit. It wasn't always just cigarettes, either, back then.

1925. Manhattan High. That's the high school he went to. He still lived at the orphanage in Brooklyn. He got to school by subway and buses. Brooklyn was quite a walk from Manhattan. Nothing too exciting happened on his first days of school. He immeditely stuck to his orphan friends, in fear that he wouldn't make any other friends in high school. Him and his best orphan friend, Xavier, quickly made friends with a couple of other guys. All they really did was stand against the brick wall of the school and smoke cigarettes. They were the bad boys of Manhattan High. Zephyr lived his days at the high school, nights at the orphanage. It was a repeating process until he met a girl named Anabella in his freshman year. She was a beautiful girl with long brown hair and golden brown eyes. He'd fallen for her when he first seen her. They started going out in their freshman, and their relationship would stretch all the way through their senior year, in 1929. That's the year they'd be going to London on a school trip. They were taking a trip to London to view the cityscape, and visit a few museums. It sounded very boring to him, for the most part. It was a boring thought--London--until the night before the trip. He was lying on Anabella's bed, beside her. They'd just made love, like they had many times before. Zephyr had his arms wrapped around her, when she'd told him the most shocking news he'd ever heard. She told him she was pregnant, and Zephyr was the father. She'd gotten up to get the pregnancy test to prove it, and Zephyr got out of bed, putting on his pants and shirt. He couldn't believe what she just told him. They had plans to move away together, get married. He'd proposed to her just the week before. Now, she was pregnant. It was all going too fast, and too far away from their plans. She showed him the test and he was breathless, just taken back. He apologized and walked out of the room and walked in the rain, just wanting to go home and think things over. He just couldn't believe it. How were they ever going to take care of a baby?

The next day, everyone met up at the little airport in Manhattan. The class going to London was there, along with Bella, by the time Zephyr showed up. All she did was look at him and he was apologizing to her, hugging her tightly. They had no time for a real make-up, seeing as how the students were getting into planes. He kissed her and told her he'd see her there, but that was the last time he'd ever see her--as a human. She got in a plane with a bunch of other kids, in the airplane. Zephyr got stuck with a new pilot, in a single passenger plane. So, it was just him and the pilot. Just the fact that the pilot was new made Zephyr nervous. With a shaky breath, Zephyr and the pilot took off. It was a smooth trip, until they got close to London. It seemed that the fuel gage was faulty, and they were running out of gas right on the outskirts of London. They were going down. Zephyr remembered gripping the plane's dashboard as they sped toward the ground. He closed his eyes and everything went dark, and that's the last thing he could remember. That was until, he woke up. Zephyr lay on the wet ground, hanging out of the plane by his seat belt. Zephyr looked over at the pilot, who was obviously dead. How Zephyr survived, he didn't know. The future vampire got out of the plane, realizing there was a gash on his leg. He hurriedly limped to the outskirts of the city, which wasn't far away. He looked back, and the plane exploded. He didn't know what to do in a strange city, and he could feel himself slipping away. He limped a couple more steps before he just collapsed in front of a dark alley. That's when a family of vampires, named The Levesques picked him up. The leader, Thomas Levesque, offered him the gift or immortality, and being dazed and confused, Zephyr accepted. He felt a pair of fangs in his neck, and his vision went black once again. The next thing he knew, he was waking up in a hospital, the vampire family surrounding him. From then on, Zephyr went with the family, and was pronounced dead by the orphanage and the school. They'd even planted a fake body. Zephyr had actually went to his own funeral, standing in shadows as he watched Bella crying over a fake body. He tried to talk to her, but couldn't bring himself to do it. So, he left his own funeral and rejoined his vampire family, agreeing to leave with them.

But, it wasn't long before he found himself wanting to see Anabella once more. So, nine months later, Zephyr left the family and traveled to New York, in 1930. It was hard to find a plane during the depression, believe it. Zephyr made it to New York, but really didn't know where Bella lived. He'd used his mind reading ability to find her, and it seemed she was at the hospital. Zephyr put two and two together and realized she was in the hospital. She was having the baby! Zephyr quickly made his way to the hosipal, watching his baby be born on October 3, 1930 at exactly 3:30pm. Zephyr looked through the window in the door, watching his baby and his ex-fiancee. He kissed his middle and index finger, pressing his fingers to the window, as if kissing his baby and Anabella. Then, he left, but he didn't leave New York. He gave Anabella a few months to rest, then he went to her house. He explained everything to her, but she didn't believe him. He explained and explained, and finally got through to her, but she rejected him. So, with a kiss on both her and his baby's forehead, he left, never to see either of them again. Yet again, he left with his vampiric family. He's lived with them, hunting and just living in London. He had a pretty normal life, all except the hunting of animals in the woods. He'd went to high school countless times. He would always look seventeen, and went to school purely for something to do during his immortal life. In 1940, ten years since his baby's birth, he got a letter from Anabella. She kept him filled in, and confessed she'd always love him, but she had a family now. So, he didn't go back, but they still wrote back and forth to each other. He'd even got a couple letters from his ten year old son, who wanted to meet him so badly. But, he knew Shayde would never be able to see him. Maybe someday. For the next 50 years, Bella and Zephyr wrote letters back and forth, with pictures and gifts, but in 1983, the letters stopped. Bella had recently turned 80, and died. Zephyr wasted no time to get to her funeral. He was glad he didn't have to give the eulogy, but incredibly saddened by her death. He didn't talk to anyone. He just gave her a kiss at the services, said his goodbye's, and watched her actual funeral as the put her in the ground, Zephyr standing in the background. He turned away and never stepped foot in New York again. One thing always bothered him about that day. He'd never seen Shayde there. Where was he?

Bella's death was now 26 years ago. Zephyr is still walking the earth, thinking and acting the same as he had back then. But one thing was different. He'd discovered that he possessed magical blood, inherited from both his mother and his father. He'd found them once, but it really didn't go well. He ended up blowing up on them, so he took information and left. He hated them with a passion. So, with this information, he moved to London, just waiting for a Hogwarts Letter. In present day, you could be any age and be a first year. So, when he finally got a letter, Zephyr left the vampire family once again and made his way to the train station. He'd arrive at Hogwarts soon, and there was no telling what he was going to get himself into.

create what was left behind, it was you

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"EMT JOHNATHAN! GET HIS PULSE, STAT!" That was the last voice he remembered hearing as he woke up in the intensive care unit. Zephyr slowly woke up to find himself in a white room, the surface of the walls kind of blurry still. Lifting his arms, Zephyr wiped his eyes, little pieces of sleep rolling off his fingers as he rubbed his eyelashes. He shut his eyes tight, then opened them quickly, his eyes shifting until they came into focus, glancing at the room. He was in an all white room. Was he in a loony bin? There were no pads, so he figured not. Zephyr looked down, noticing there was a tube going up his nose, then another connected to an IV needle. Shaking his head, the boy looked at the boy. He could hear someone coming.

Just as a figure came into the room, Zephyr slammed his head back on the bed, his heart rate declining. The teenager could feel himself slipping slowly. What was happening? How did he even get here? Just as he thought this to himself, he could remember being in a plain with a couple other friends and the pilot. The first group of students made it to the airport of Paris. The plane that Zephyr was in flew a couple miles behind the first plane, but something went wrong. Zephyr could remember the plane starting to shake, then quickly soar towards the ground. What seemed like a vision, slowly disappeared and he was looking at a doctor, who was slowly inching towards his ear, as if he wanted to tell him something.

"I can help you, son. I can promise you life, if you so choose to trust me.", he told him with a smile. Squinting, Zephyr looked at the light-blond man, swallowing slowly as he felt his heart slowly failing to pump blood into his system. God, it hurt so much. He'd do anything to make this stop. "Please. I trust you.", he told the doctor, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, starting to slip away now. The doctor nodded and quickly slammed his pearly fangs into Zephyr's neck.

Zephyr's eyes widened, his hands clutching the bed sheets. He was in even more pain now that the doctor was helping him. He couldn't believe it. The doctor was a vampire! Did those even exist? He'd always dreamed they did, but was it real? The pain was real, that was for sure. The doctor sank deeper, hitting deep vein, the vampire venom running through him. Zephyr's right hand clutched the mans neck, his mouth open to scream, but nothing coming out. It was a silent scream. The doctor finally pulled away, running his hand over Zephyr's eyes, closing the lids. "Sleep, child. You'll feel better in the morning..."

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