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[father_complex]

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□ Name: K
□ Age: 32
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□ Name: Daken (Akihiro)
□ Journal: father_complex
□ Series: Dark Wolverine (Marve 616)
□ Canon point: End of Dark Wolverine
□ History: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daken
□ Personality: Daken is a very complicated person. He was born as the bastard child of his mother Itsu and his father James Howlett. His life of tragedy began when the Winter Soldier assassinated his mother while he was still in the womb. Luckily or unluckily for some people, his healing factor managed to save the yet to be born Daken.
As a child, Daken was adopted by a Japanese couple who gave him the name Akihiro. However, he was not pure Japanese as his father was Wolverine. The children of the village that he lived in would call him names and gave him the moniker “Daken” (bastard dog). It was at this early age that the brutality of his personality began to show. He had been treated so poorly by the other children he grew a cold and tough exterior. One night, he overheard his adopted parents speaking to each other and found out a dark secret that his adopted mother was carrying. She had never loved Daken, and she was pregnant with the child they both desperately wanted. Daken would have nothing of it, and a year later he slaughters the child. When Natsumi (his adopted mother) finds out she attacks him, which triggers his mutant ability. It was at this time that he drops his given name of Akihiro and begins to go by the name Daken.

He had no control during his childhood, that fact gave birth to his extreme need to be in control at all times, and he will do anything to keep in control. Killing is not a problem if it’s a means to an end... Even sexuality is not off limits. He has displayed numerous times during his comic run that if he needs to use sex to get what he wants, he will. If it’s a means to his dominance, he does not care what the gender is, he’ll simply do it. If he has to pretend to be something he’s not for a period of time, he’ll do that as well. However, his suave attitude at times is not just for show, even though he is a killer he can be quite charming when he needs to be or when it will get him what he wants.

Daken despises his father; Wolverine though there are times where it seems like that is not entirely true. In reality, he’s simply using his father’s guilt for what happened as leverage to get what he wants. Yet, there are glimpses of Daken actually wondering what it would have been like if Wolverine had actually been there for him as a father. Wolverine has a moral code about killing that Daken simply does not share (though there are times when he slides into line with how his father would act or react to a situation). During a time in Brussels, Daken was “seeing” a woman from the city. However, he was planning on leaving. Instead of simply breaking it off with her, he makes her believe that he is having an affair with a man. His real plan was to sleep with the man, kill him and then steal his passport. The woman finds out about the “affair” and plans to drown her sorrows in a bottle of alcohol. Daken, knowing that she would do that poisons the bottle, killing her and the relationship. Why? Because, he needed to make sure no one knew he was there or what he was doing.

It is possible that Daken simply does not care. He has been asked if he ever got tired of killing to which he responded that to be tired of something; you would have to be invested in it first. It shows a lack of emotion when it comes to certain parts of his life, however that is not to say that he entirely lacks emotion. He is known to fall into a rage when he believes that he himself is being manipulated.

Daken does have the ability to care for a person, however. It’s an extremely rare event to happen, but it did happen once during his comic run. During his time in Los Angeles, an FBI agent named Donna Kiel had marked him as the “Claws Killer”. However, for one of the first times Daken was innocent of the charges, due to the fact that he was currently addicted to a drug called Heat and had been blacking out from the side effects it caused.

Heat made him feel alive for the first time; the drug canceled out his healing factor and allowed him to basically be on a type of acid trip. Nonetheless, when he found out that someone was parading around as him he was furious. His persona was his own and that was all there was to it. Since Agent Kiel was on his tail for the crime, they ended up teaming up when she half realized that Daken may not be the killer. Along the way, the agent somehow developed feelings for Daken (even though she was left an emotional wreck from the entire situation). Daken believes that she had come previously to save him from the man who had him addicted to Heat; he had wanted to be with Kiel, even offering to change. But, in reality she had only come back to destroy him. For the first time, Daken even offered to change only to be rebutted by the agent after she attempted to shoot him (his healing factor was still turned off, due to the drug Heat). This incident only served to reaffirm to Daken that he was only alive to destroy things, nothing more.
□ Age: 66. Daken was born in 1946; the end of Dark Wolverine was published in 2012. His healing factor keeps him looking much younger than his actual age…
□ Gender: Male
□ Appearance: Daken is of Asian decent; however he has seemingly stepped away from the traditional Asian look of his childhood. His hair is done in a Mohawk, varying in length between artists. At times it is long and unruly, other times it’s drawn a bit shorter and completely spiked up. His left arm and the top of his left chest is covered with a tribal tattoo, though it is never stated how he able to gain the tattoo as his healing factor should have healed all scars and expelled the ink from the tattoo. In general he is a well built man, due to years of abusive training at the hands of Romulus.
□ Abilities/Powers:
*Accelerated Healing Factor- Like his father, Daken has the ability to heal from most wounds.
*Super human stamina, agility and reflexes-
*Retractable Bone Claws- Much like Wolverine, Daken has claws that he can push through the skin at his knuckles and retract as needed. Unlike Wolverine, Daken’s claws are not coated in adamantium.
*Pheromone Production – Daken has the ability to generate pheromones from his body. He can use these pheromones to incapacitate a person, cause fear in them, arouse them… etc.
□ Personal Items:
* Dark Wolverine costume
* Suit
*Vest

□ First Person Sample:
[He’s looking at himself in a mirror; well pressed pants are left open at the button, to reveal just a peek of the skin beneath. It seems that Daken decided to forego the constriction of undergarments today. He doesn’t seem to care that he’s showing off his body. A red button down shirt is left opened as well as he finally looks up to address the mirror. ]

Place a chip into my head? Ask me to have sex?

[His voice is a bit curt, though he is keeping himself from snapping at the entire idea that someone is controlling him. That wasn’t how it works for him; he was the one doing the controlling not the other way around. ]

I’m sure whoever is watching this either is feeling the same as I am, or they’ve been here long enough to stop caring. So, I suppose this next question is for the people who have been here for some time. How long did it take you to sleep your way to the top?

[ He’s smirking now, perhaps it’s obvious that he simply doesn’t care or isn’t bothered by the idea of sleeping your way to power, or maybe he was being a bit sarcastic in his words. He’s purposely leaving that up to interpretation and will simply change his responses based on what people decide. There was no point in backing yourself into a corner, not when you had to put on a “good impression”.]

□ Third Person Sample:
Those thoughts as he took his last breaths, they were pitiful. Just thinking about them now made him laugh. His father actually caring for him? His father actually thinking he deserved a second chance? It was all so laughable. It was almost as laughable as what he was being told now.

Of course, he listened with a feigned interest picking and choosing the information that he considered even remotely valuable. Most of it though, felt like it was some joke. Like someone was suddenly going to jump from behind a cabinet and yell surprise. He hated surprises.

He liked being in control, being the one at the top and from what he understood from the little orientation, he was nothing but a plaything to the city. He was given a place to live, implanted with a chip (as far as he was concerned it was obviously a tracking device) and told there was no way to get back home. The gag was on them, he really didn’t see any need to get back to a place that he had just used his body as a living bomb.

Of course, he was assuming that he had died and this was some twisted version of the afterlife or that he had been taken at the exact moment that he was about to die. The idea of the later amused him a bit. His father trying to drowned him and suddenly he simply wasn’t there. He could just picture the look on that bastard’s face. It would have been glorious to see.

His thoughts were interrupted by the counselor trying to explain more to him. He wanted to pop the guy’s head like a pimple, but he knew that it wasn’t a smart idea. On top of that, his mutant abilities had been completely neutered. He didn’t need them, of course, but it certainly made life easier.

On the other hand, it also left him feeling a bit liberated. Being able to feel everything and actually get hurt… it was like he was on Heat again, without the blacking out. Normal wasn’t something a mutant felt very often, and Daken wasn’t sure if he even wanted to feel normal when he was in essence kidnapped.

Though, most kidnappers didn’t let a person have free run of a large city and running free was exactly what he was planning.

Once he was released, it was time to explore the city and explore he did. Walking wasn’t his normal way of transport; he preferred the finer modes of transportation; limos, foreign cars or even a simple motorcycle. But, the one thing he could say about walking was that he did get a chance to check out the less than desirable parts of the city.

What he expected and what he got was two entirely different things. Activities he was used to being illegal seemed to be perfectly acceptable in the city. On top of that, there didn’t seem to be any real crime (unless you counted the two people throwing themselves at each other as a crime).

Scratching his chin in thought he decided to ask the first person that wasn’t involved in an intense bout of tongue wrestling. “You. Got a question for you, if you don’t mind, of course.” He offered a charming smile to take away from the way he was addressing the new person. There was no point causing a scene when all he really needed was simple information. On top of that, he still wasn’t sure who he could use in this city, it was better to not burn a bridge before it was even laid.