In a World Of Villians Complete Character Guide

Ian Kenshin

Birthday: 12/19

Age when introduced: 21

Hair color: Orange-ish red with a slight side of light pink.

Height: 6'2 (187.96cm)

Body type: muscular

Hair length: medium but closer to long

Energy: Blade and Snipers Will

Parents: Ayame Kenshin(mother), Kei Kenshin(father)

Siblings: Jaye Kenshin

Current relationships in book "❤️": possible girlfriend/not introduced yet

Backstory: context: Ever since he was a child his parents would use him for their military projects like he was a wepon not a child and eventually he had gotten tired of it and did something about it. Story here (the day of him doing something about it): "Son!" His dad yelled. "We need you to take out the enemies' military tomorrow!" His dad added. "Pack up, we need to go to the base," his mother told him. He sighed. His sister walked into his room. "Do we have to go again?" She asked. "Yeah." He replied. "I'll pack, I guess." She replied. She walked out of the room towards her room. (Context: they leave their house a lot because of the current war.) He got off of his bed and walked towards his dresser and grabbed his clothes. He packed a single knife for his sister. He put the knife at the bottom of the suitcase and put the clothes over them. He grabbed his hairbrush and other stuff and put it in there too. He zipped up the suit case and put it on the floor. He turned off his light and went to bed. He woke up to a hard slap in the face. "SON! YOU SHOULD'VE BEEN AWAKE AN HOUR AGO!" His dad yelled at him. "OW!" Ian yelled. "Sorry, sorry." Ian apologized. His hand was halfway into a knife. His father left the room. He got up and got dressed. He turned off his lights, took one last look at his room, and left. Outside there were three different vehicles. A black SUV, a big green military truck, and a truck used to carry the wepons, Ian and Jaye rode in the one that carries the wepons. He walked over to the wepon truck and hopped in the back. His sister was already there. "What happened?" Jaye asked. "Hm?" Ian asked. "There's a big bruise across your face." She told him. "Oh." He replied. "Dad hit me." He told her. "Why does he always do this." She wondered. "I don't think I can take this anymore." Ian told Jaye. "What do you mean?" She asked. "The abuse, treating us like wepons, and not letting us be free." He replied. "Oh." She replied. The truck stopped. "Hm..?" They both became confused. They suddenly heard yelling. "GET OUT NOW!" One of the commanders yelled at them. They were all running into a big house. They went inside and found their mom. "What's happening?" They asked their mom. "Enemy threat." She replied. They walked into the living room and took naps. They woke up about sunset. Ian overheard his dad talking to the soldiers. "Are you sure you don't want soldiers inside the home?" They asked. "I'm sure, I have my children." He replied. "Ok..." they replied. They all walked out and guarded all corners of the outside. "Children!", "Go To Your Rooms!" His father yelled. They both got up and went to their rooms. Ian laid down on his bed and began to think on how he could fix his problems. These were his thoughts, "how can I help me and Jaye's problems..? Well, the only way would be hard and traumatizing but in time it would free us. Yes, I must do it. I have to kill my parents and all of the guards and pose it as if it was an enemy attack." Those were his dark, dark thoughts. He got up off of his bed. He walked through the door and across the hall to Jaye and made sure she was asleep. Then he walked over to his parents room. "The only way to kill them without making a sound is to quick slit their throats." He thought to himself. He first walked over to his father's side of the bed and then transformed his hand into a knife. He put it over his father's neck and slit it. He busted a blood vessel and it burst all over him. He quickly dismissed it and walked over to his mother's side and slit her throat too, the same thing happening. He walked out of the room and walked downstairs, the adrenaline pulsing through him quickly. He walked towards the door and turned the know and transformed his hands into katanas and immediately impaled the two door guards. Blood spattered on him and the wall. The other guards noticed and began to run at him. He transformed his hands into silenced guns and shot 3 of them. Naturally, blood went everywhere. Then he turned his hands into katanas again and stabbed 4 of them. There was one guard left and he was running towards the car to call for backup. He spammed the backup button and then got caught by Ian and got stabbed. "I'm going to have to have a reason for having this much blood on me..." He thought. "I'll pretend I was tortured." He thought to himself. "I have enough adrenaline right now to chop off four of my fingers and pretend the enemy tortured me." He thought to himself. So he walked inside, tied himself to the pillar, and chopped of four of his fingers. "Let's hope all goes well. I did this for us, Jaye." He whispered. He finally fell asleep. Mostly from the trauma and chopping off four of his fingers. He was finally feeling the pain. He woke up and gritted his teeth. "Agh-" he groaned. He heard a vehicle come up. It was the backup. They busted down the door, and looked around to find the 12 year old Ian tied up to a pillar missing 4 of his fingers. They walked over to him and assigned a nurse to help him, she had a regeneration energy. The type that she could use on herself and others. She touched his hand, and his fingers grew back. The other soldiers went upstairs to find his parents dead, and Jaye still sleeping. "Can someone untie me?" He asked. "I will." The nurse told him. She untied the tight rope, and he tried to get up but needed help. The nurse held out her hand and helped him up. "Thank you..." He trailed off. "My name is Setagi." She told him. "Thanks, Setagi." Ian thanked her. The rest is really, js they get out of there, go into adoption a lot and end up in the villain league.