Name: Kazuya Kamenashi

Age: seventeen

Position: Freak

Illness: PD, DD, ICD or ICAD

Psychotic Disorders, Dissociative Disorder, Impulse Control/addiction Disorder

Personality: insane, dangerous, silent *mainly from his past. but may say a few words. almost as if he's hidden his voice*, curious, violent, unpredictable, 

Bio: Being young and suffering with a disorder, an illness that made this young boy to hear and see things that wasn't there. Starting to deal with this at the age of 3. It was unknown to him. Being a kid, he was unsure what was happening thinking these were happening from his nightmares he recently began happening. Being a scared kid, he told his parents. It so happens, that they ignored it saying it was just his imaginations that came from his nightmares. Telling him it wasn't real. When he was in school, he should make some friends to keep his mind from it. And so, kazuya seeked to find a friend he could play with. But having non on his block that was around his age, and those that didn't want to be friends at school. *how cruel kids can be* he stayed alone. No matter how hard he tried, they were always mean to him. not including him in any of the activities. he mostly sat alone while others laughed and played. That was, until, about a few months later, an opertunity came. A young boy came in, soon almost almost instantly the two became really close. Making friends no longer came off as hard, since he soon became friends with the new boy next door. Soon, It was just as though his parents were right. The sounds, the voices, the hallucinations.. they all stopped. Everything was 'Normal'... or so they thought.. 

A year later, everything seem to have been going good. his sleep has even been good with no nightmares. He was happy. as happy can be. But, was surpressing his mind really the best thing? pushing it back letting it hide behind the image of having a 'friend'.. Within that year of knowing each other, the two had really grown quite attached to each other. Half a year later, a slight turn of events happened. Slowly, those hallucinations had once again, come back. And they were stronger then before. Kazuya tried once again, telling his folks about the voices. But like before, they didn't listen. The boy often complained, about having headaches, chills or even talked about him not feeling well. But being his parents, they should have listened to their son. But the fact that they were too much on believing he was just making it up turned the other cheek. The more he went to them making things up, the more they ignored and went to drastic measures of punishment. sometimes beatings occured if he continued to pester them with the lies they assumed he told. 'Knowing' things were going good, they wasn't about to let him ruin his 'good' progress. 

Another year had passed and this time, kazuya had taken a turn for the worse. Knowing they wasn't gonna do anything about it, he kept to himself. keeping things from them and trying to deal with it on his own. even as a oung kid who couldn't do much. it was then that his parents began noticing Kazuya's behavior fully for themselves. A few days prior to him getting worse, They spotted something off about him. A difference in his actions, even a change in his personality. Often times, passing by his room, they would see him sitting in a corner. Sitting, with his hands over his ears rocking back and forth. Other times, he would just out the blue began screaming. They would run up to his room to see him standing in the middle of his room with his hands covering his eyes. Even times, when he would just lash out at them for coming into his room in the first place. Soon they were too scared to even go in his room, or to be near him, thinking he may have been possessed or something around that factor. Unknowing what was happening to thier litle boy they kept silent and seeked some advice. Keeping things within their home to themselves, they kept it on the down low while closely watching their son. Soon, he grew distant from his best friend as most time he didn't feel like being bothered with anything. Knowing something was happening to himself, he didn't know which way to turn. His parents started home schooling him, and even that stopped after a while when the strange behavior progressed.

When kazuya wanted to go over to his friends' house to play, and get his mind off things, he would always get rejected by the boys' parents. Saying he was either sick, not home or wasn't able to have anyone over because he didn't finish his chores. So the boy, now being back alone, had to face his reality. But, truth of it all, it had gotten to that point, where the kid and his parents had gotten terrified of kame's change. It didn't take long for them to realize something was wrong with him. It was on the night of a sleep over. The friend one night, of all nights woke during the middle of the night when the boy went to the bathroom, he came back only to see the creepiness of kame's stare and being of that young age, it terrified him. But the reason why they won't let him come over anymore, was the fact that one morning when the young boy woke, he saw a crazied kazuya standing leaning over him, with a creepy grin covering his face, holding a knife at his neck. The boy woke to that creepy sight causing the boy to be terrorized. kame's eyes followed his every movements. The knife griping tighter in his hold as he gave a slight rugid breath as his smile grew more as if he was waiting for the small boy to get off the bed. The boy eventually peed himself and called for his mother. Coming to his rescue, she took her child, left for next door to tell what had happened. Ever since that particuar time, they wasn't allowed to see each other.

Shortly after, the neighbors, who felt kinda bad, thought they'd help out by talking to kame's parents so they can go about gettng the other some help. Going next door, they sat to talk with kame's parents. Telling them what they think they could do to help the boy and that he was unfit to be out without being treated. But as the others only tried helping, the boys' parents didn't want to hear it. Cursing and banning them from their home, knowing their child was getting ''better'', and their boy had currupted kame. They didn't want to hear or believe their son had anything wrong with him, they were in denial about the matter yet again. They wanted to believe kame's 'normality' was fine, and this was just a phase he would grow out of. 

-some time later-
Coming from the hospital, after delivering their baby. A new member to the family, they were happy to show kame, his new baby brother. but instead, they got something else in surprise. Going to show the new baby, they noticed redness had seeped though the bottom of his door. Unknowing of what the substance was, they opened the door to see a young kame sitting on the floor covered in nothing but redness. Trailing their eyes down from the boys blood stained clothes and body, they saw a motioless boy in his arms covered in redness as well. Registaring in their shocked state, that the boy was the kid from next door, they saw kame smiling rubbing the boys cheek. "I'll watch you~. We'll be best friends forever" he said as he the boys cheek thus rubbing his bloodied cheek on the others dead cheek giggling. Seeing this, they finally came to accept, kame infact was ill. They decided to seek help for him. Turning to a psychiatrist, they seeked all kinds of help. Medication, exercist, prayer. They even continued the beatings of hope to get it out of him quicker. Wanting to keep those visions and sounds away from the boy. Having the help he needed, over time he began getting better. two months after his brother had turned three, kazuya came to experience a horrid death of his family and younger brother. Unnowing hey thought they were helping the kid with his illness, he slowly developed other symptoms of other illnesses. Some time during the night. the voices in his mind and the visions took over him. Kame wasn't the one to really sleep,, he stayed up and that night . a few nights his parents didn't give him his medicine. Well few days later, he snapped. went about his home and murdered his family. It took him a while to registar what happened and he dragged the knife across the wall. Hearing voices more. it wouldn't stop, he followed and moved burning he home killing hem to make sure they were gone. Upon seeing this, a man walking along the streets and saw the fire. rushing over he called for the police. others came out their homes to see the burning home as they waited for the police to arrive. Since no one was coming out, they figured no one was home. that was until they heard a screaming cry of the boy. Since the cops wasn't there, the man took the risk. He rushed in to get the boy. 

By then, the boy had somehow retracted back to his normal self having to see all the fire, he was lost and didn't know what to do and where to go. so he crouched down, covered his ears and screamed with his eyes closed. crying not nowing what to do. the man manage to get him out just in time before it blew up. the police and ambulance finally arrived and got the kid checked and the man who helped him. once hey put the fire out. they found out his family also died. the boy began crying over the lose. Something that would distroy him.. something that did destroy him. They put him in an orphanage until they can findfamily they could reach. Now being left to face the world alone. Grieving over his loss, he began ignoring his medication. Everything, that thought to helped, was let go. He didn't care who he was anymore. whether it was the truth, or a lie. He wanted to slip away as well. His illness creeping back on him, turned out for the worse. 

finding his family, his dad and step mom decided to take him in. Hearing the death of his exwife took a tragic on the his father. So he took him in since the only family they were able to find. Unsure of his illness or mishaps in the past, it wouldn't be long before it was shown to them. Things starting coming out well, besides one of his brothers' being mean, (of course what brother wasn't mean to his younger sibling) After the first outburst happened, they got him what he needed and all. Soon he became well, no outbursts and soon three years passed with no bad behavior from him with his new family. Things were good up until the time of his elder brother Jack's death. That's when he refused to take his medicine, when he shut his voice off, speaking little to none. it became too out of control to handle. Suffering from this illness, he also developed PTSD, which resulted in an outcome of DD. ICD or ICAD of which most people said to be more of a developed uncontrollable addiction. Kame slowly turned towards that as the real world seemed like a fantasy to him. 
 

Becoming a Freak: Five years after, he came across someone with a certain way of dressing. Kame was unsure who this person was but now he was too out of it to care. In the back of a building, he was rocking shaking his head as he talked to no one in particular. Not remembering why he was therein the first palce. Suffering from his illness of DD, his memory had been failing him as he would lose memory every so often. Having the man noticing the other's behavior, he gave a smirk. Offering a proposal, kame nodded. if it meant a place to stay he was willing to do anything. The man took out some papers which was known to be a contract, he told the other about. Taking the mans word without reading, the man cut his finger letting it drip on the paper making a blood contract. Soon they entered the tinted limo and drove off to a new world that awaited the young boy.