Name: Zokunen Yajuu

Pokemon: Hydreigon

Age: 27

Height: 6'1'' (She is huuuuge)

Village: Scorched Mountain

Job: Bounty Hunter

Ability:
Levitate - She very rarely walks anywhere instead she floats around. Because of this she is silent and most people can't hear her movements.

Attacks:
Hyper beam - Zokunen fires a huge powerful beam at her opponent but needs to rest after, this is a last resort.
Outrage - Zokunen attacks her opponent with everything she's got. She uses the large claws under her sleeves to cut and tear at the enemy. She goes blind with rage though and if anyone else is close by she will also hit them and often herself.

Likes:
Money
Power
Strong opponents
Salty fish
Picking on people smaller then her
Having cute/beautiful people around her
Strong men
Men taller then her
Blood

Dislikes:
Whiny people
Weak people
Sweet foods
Rude people
People who can't take a joke
Spending money
Thieves
Walking
People touching her hair
Sitting around
People pulling on her tail
Fat men ((read history to find out why))

Personality:
Zokunen is very money conscious Hydreigon who loves to fight and more importantly bring in bounties.
She has a soft spot for little kids but she shows her love by picking on them.
She is very, very tall and quite muscular and that is because she spends any time not getting bounties, training. Her tail is also very strong and she uses it as a third hand.
She doesn't wear shoes because she floats everywhere and keeping them on was hard work. She always floats and very, very rarely puts her feet on the floor for any reason because of this she has perfect feet without any calluses or hard skin.
You will rarely see her hands because she is always wearing her cloak and long sleeves to cover her weapons. She doesn't really use her hands because of the weapons so instead will use her tail to pick things up.
She has violent mood swings and can be happy at one moment but ripping your head off at the next. It is always a good idea to be on your guard around her because of this. She wont usually kill someone who doesn't have a bounty on their heads but it isn't unknown.
She loves blood and there have been rumors that she bathes in it. If you ever ask her she will just laugh and change the subject.
She likes to get into peoples personal space and loom over them. She finds it funny.
She is not completely sane. Not exactly insane, just a bit twisted.

History: ((This is very long but it explains a lot. If you really can't read it then here is the TL;DR))

TL;DR - She grew up poor, saw her mother become a prostitute, trained to fight, disemboweled a man, parents feared her, became a bounty hunter, went to Firefield, went a bit crazy, left Firefield when the war came.

Zokunen was born in the slums. Most of her village had no money and their soil was dry and barren. She was born to her a Hyrdegion mother and a Salamence father. They did everything they could to feed their new daughter, her father would go and work the mines and her mother would plant crops. But when the mines closed and the soil would not bear food, Zokunen's mother went to the rich part of the village to ask for help.

The years went by and Zokunen watched her mother go up the other part of the village again and again, every day, and she would come back with a small amount of money, just enough to get them by. She didn't know what her mother was doing but when she was six years old she decided to find out. She followed her mother as she trudged up to the large beautiful houses and looked around for a second, as if trying to remember where to go. Bracing herself she walked over to one of the houses and rapped lightly on the wood frame before getting to her knees and bowing her head. The door slid open and a huge grotesque man stood in the fame looking down at her mother. The grin on his face made the little girl's skin crawl as she watched her mother from her hiding place. The man said something too quiet for her to hear and her mother got to her feet with a bowed head and followed him in. As the door slid closed again Zokunen ran over to one of the windows and peered in. She watched in confusion as her mother undressed and neatly folded her clothes and lined them up next to the man's bed. She continued to watch as the man came in and grumbled something before grabbing her mother and throwing her to the bed. Zokunen knew there was something wrong now as her mother no longer looked like the strong woman she knew her to be but now just laid there on the bed limp and unresponsive. The man shouted something and Zokunen saw her mother rise, like a zombie and sit on the bed as the man undressed.

What happened next would be scarred into the little girl's brain for as long as she will live but she did not turn away, she couldn't, this man was, for all she could tell, beating her mother. When the man finished his violent outburst Zokunen ran from the window and from the rich side of town and into the slums she knew so well. She ran and ran until she found her father, still toiling the soil even though nothing would grow. She wept into her father's arms, telling him that she saw a man beat her mother. Her father just knelt down with her in silence and stroked her hair. Soon after, her mother walked down from the village again with enough money to feed her family for another day. Her mother and father didn't speak, she just handed the money over and went into their tiny house. Zokunen didn't understand the silence or why her father didn't go and stop the beatings but she did understand the agony of her mother's face. When she tried to say something to her father again he just whispered for her to be quiet, and to be thankful for the money. He then walked away to go and get them a meagre meal. Zokunen sat in the dust and the soil and she cried because she was too young to understand and too scared to do anything else. Her mother came out and she sat down next to Zokunen and they cried together.

Zokunen never told her mother what she saw that day, but from that day she decided to do something about it. She went and found an old Haxorus fighter who now lived in the slums and asked him to teach her to fight. He told her to leave and that a six year old shouldn't want to fight but she came back every day and asked him again and again and every day he told her the same. After weeks of pestering him he finally gave in and told her that he would teach her the basics. She was a fast learner and hungry for more knowledge. Every day she would learn what he had taught her then go off on her own and practice until she had mastered it. The old fighter was impressed by this and the training went on for longer than he had first thought it would. For years they trained together and she got stronger while he felt younger. When she turned eleven she evolved into a Zweilous and told her master that she was going to use this new power to get money for her family. He asked if she thought she was still too young for this but she was adamant that this is what she was going to do. He agreed and told her about being a bounty hunter, how she could get a lot of money by killing or bringing in people who were wanted. He also told here where to find out who was wanted; in the next town. She thanked him but before she left he handed her his old weapon, it was a jaw-like weapon that fit around your hand. He told her that for now she would get one but when she returned after bringing in a bounty he would give her the other and then she will be a true bounty-hunter.

She left that evening after saying goodbye to her parents. She didn't tell them what she was doing but did tell them that she was heading over to the next town. It took her all night to get there but when she finally did she was not disappointed in the amount of wanted men. Almost everyone had someone they wanted killing but not many would give the information to an eleven year old. She finally found someone who would, a drunk old Spinda. He told her the name and where to find this man and she set off. It wasn't long until she found this man, he liked to let himself be known. He wasn't impressed by her because of her small size and laughed at her, refusing to draw his sword. That was his last mistake. She used her new weapon to rip out his sides and leave him almost completely disembowelled. While most little girls might have found this repulsive, Zokunen found it amazing. She loved the spray of blood on her face and the screams of pain from the man. When he finally stopped writhing she cut off his head and brought it back to the Spinda. While disgusted by the sight of this dead man she Spinda was thankful for him to be dead. He handed over more money than Zokunen had ever seen before and told her to leave. She gladly did and she ran all the way back to her village, still caked in blood. When she got there she ran back into her house where her father sat and handed him the money. He father was horrified at the sight of his daughter covered in blood but when he saw the money was delighted. He asked how she got it but she was more interested in where her mother was. Her father went quiet and said that she was out getting money herself. Zokunen saw red then and ran out of the house and back up into the high town. She saw her mother going into that fat-man's house again and she screamed in anger. She flew over to his door and ripped through the thin sheets. Her mother screamed at seeing her little girl covered in blood and in a rage and screamed even harder when she attacked the man. She ripped and teared at his soft flesh and didn't stop until the floor was covered in his remains. She stepped out of the blood and insides and put out a small hand to her mother. Her mother was shaking and crying in the corner and when Zokunen tried to come closer she screamed. Zokunen backed away and ran back down into the slums, crying. She ran to her master's house and banged on the door until he came out. He saw the blood and the tears and he knew that she was a true bounty-hunter now. He told her that to be a true bounty hunter you have to know that you will be unloved by all, even your own family and that your whole life will be filled with blood and tears. After he told her that he gave her the other weapon, both of which were far too big for her tiny hands, and told her to leave, he had taught her everything that he could and her parents would fear her forever more.

She left that same day and walked and walked until she came to Firefield Village. She started her new life there, killing and bringing in bounties. As she grew older she grew more and more twisted and her personality because cracked and she would quickly switch between emotions. She never made any friends through fear of having them hate her like her parents did. Firefield was never truly her home so when the war came she left it without ever looking back.


Additional info:
Under her long sleeves are two jaw-like weapons that she uses to rip and tear at opponents.
She has black eyes with red pupils.
She doesn't stand, she floats.
Anyone who steals from her /will/ die. Seriously. It will be a battle to the death.