Name: Xavier Cross
Age: 20
Appearance: African American with an Afro....Currently wearing a pair of Torn Levi jeans and A Ninja Turtle T-Shirt...Has a watch Cell-phone and Rocket propelled Nikes( Black and Blue). Has a Scar on his back that he doesn't remember how it got there. He wears a Green Hat that matches the Ninja Turtle shirt.
Bio: Xavier was a normal Kid with a normal Life.....at least that is how he remembers it. Ever since suffering a memory distorting fall, he can't tell much about his past...everything he knows his parents told him. Speaking of parents...Mark and Leslie both worked on Cita...The drug that has caused much calamity in the world. Xavier was well off and always got what he wanted....which wasn't alot since he asked for so little. His world came crashing down a week ago when a riot started outside his house by people who had lost loved ones to the Cita drug. He was in the attic going through old clothes and other memorabilia left by his grandfather and grandmother and some stuff left by his father and mother. The door in the living room was kicked in and Xavier was about to go downstairs when he heard a scream from his mother and then silence. With that Xavier gathered what he could from the pile of stuff in the attic and left through the attic window. He has been wondering lost for a week. Maybe luck will smile on him soon.
Age: 20
Appearance: African American with an Afro....Currently wearing a pair of Torn Levi jeans and A Ninja Turtle T-Shirt...Has a watch Cell-phone and Rocket propelled Nikes( Black and Blue). Has a Scar on his back that he doesn't remember how it got there. He wears a Green Hat that matches the Ninja Turtle shirt.
Bio: Xavier was a normal Kid with a normal Life.....at least that is how he remembers it. Ever since suffering a memory distorting fall, he can't tell much about his past...everything he knows his parents told him. Speaking of parents...Mark and Leslie both worked on Cita...The drug that has caused much calamity in the world. Xavier was well off and always got what he wanted....which wasn't alot since he asked for so little. His world came crashing down a week ago when a riot started outside his house by people who had lost loved ones to the Cita drug. He was in the attic going through old clothes and other memorabilia left by his grandfather and grandmother and some stuff left by his father and mother. The door in the living room was kicked in and Xavier was about to go downstairs when he heard a scream from his mother and then silence. With that Xavier gathered what he could from the pile of stuff in the attic and left through the attic window. He has been wondering lost for a week. Maybe luck will smile on him soon.
