Age: 17
Hair Color: Jet-Black
Eye Color: Crimson-Red
Skin-Color/b]: Deadish-Grey
[b]Height: 5'8"
Weight: 117 Pounds
Weapon: Wand
Birth Date: March 5th
Blood Type: OB-
Bio: Chapter One: Strength At Last
Drith Silvermoon was adopted from orphanage from his orphanage at age of four by Mr. and Missus Silvermoon. Mr. Silvermoon was always pushing Drith forward, saying he always let him down, causing Drith to think he just wasn't good enough, he wasn't strong enough, he was weak. At age ten, his father threw him into a forest with only the words "If you are really my son, you will make it out of here alive." Only one day had passed before his mother got worried and sent out a search party. They found him curled up against a tree, barely alive. Shortly after that, his mother divorced his father finding out that his father had been the one to throw Drith in the forest. Half a year later, Drith's letter arrived, inviting him to Hogwarts. His mother sent him off quickly, with a tight hug and a long goodbye he was NOT ready. Seven years in the school had passed for Drith, he had gained only one good thing in those short seven years, his life. Drith had become what he never was able to become, a young man. Looking back to his past, he blames himself for his father and mother's divorce. He trained himself up to this point to be the best after Trin Brinson (His first and maybe only true friend.) gave him his confidence back. One day in his dorm room, he stared in a mirror at himself, then the idea of The Crimson Guardians popped inside his head. Thinking of the purpose, and being the only 'true' noble slytherin, he decided to go through with it. His birthday soon passed a few months later, which he had celebrated by himself, having no one actually remember his birthday, even his mother. He thought to himself 'Why do I do this?.. Do I even get anything back for it?.. Have you have heard of Drith Silvermoon?.. No.. Of course not.. He saves the school from evil and no one knows him.. Heh.. I shouldn't think of this.. It's wrong..' (At this moment his song would be Bloc Party - The Prayer ) A few months had passed, and Drith still fought, only with a few more people at his side. Only one had changed, and that is Drith had found love, again (After Selena Senocen had left him for her 'family.') Nevaeh Samuels (One of his great and few friends.) had won Drith's heart, giving him someone to stand by his side and care for him at these dark and gloomy times. Drith still has faint memories of being in a coma in St. Mungo's, though they only come in flashbacks and in dreams, they feel very vivid and real to Drith. Only to ignore what Selena (His former girlfriend) had told him of his past.
Chapter Two: Cursed Forevermore
Drith, having given up his group, his hope for people, and his love for Nevaeh. Exchanged it all for service. For the betterment of the world. Or so he thought. It started on the night when he was cursed. A man tricked him into thinking he was saving his father, being cursed in turn. Soon after, ending up in Saint Mungos. The man, who Drith had not remembered, tricked him yet again into escape. Giving him a potion to keep him going. A few days after Drith had escaped from St Mungos and had gotten back to Hogwarts, he was called by the very same man who, in Drith's eyes, saved him from Saint Mungos. Drith went to the man, thinking he would acquire more potion to save his life. Only to realize for only a second, that he had been tricked. The man Imperioed him, taking charge of Drith's body. Sending Drith back to St Mungos with one sole purpose. To gather people in a group, and return. Drith eventually did return, with three members. Only to the man's demise. For the man, after giving Drith more orders, imperioed Drith once more. Although this time, Drith fought back, having fought back once before to keep himself from recruiting Nevaeh. Having resisted the imperio, he overpowered the man, escaping soon later. Several months later, Drith's curse had seemingly be en 'lifted'. Only for Drith's hopes to be brought down soon later that his curse was returning, and quickly. Drith's skin had been scarred with deadish-grey skin from the curse. Drith, having now given up his life to service, and given up hope for people being good at all. Even his love, which he had given up Nevaeh for service to the world. Drith now believing that it is his sole purpose in life to bleed the world of evil. Drith lives on, for now, ready to kill anyone he needs to.
Modern Day Drith
