Sonomori Anokoku

b]Name:[/b] Sonomori Anokoku

Age: 23

Bounty: 10,00,000

Species: Human

Occupation: Captain (No Crew)

Allegiance: Pirate

Home Village/Ocean: Bloodthorn, Grand Line

Appearance:

History:

(WARNING: THIS STORY WAS WRITTEN FOR ANOTHER PLOT LINE. Anything that effects this site's plot line is happily omitted.)

Sonomori was born on the island of Bloodthorn, a truly hellish place far into the new world. Born into a small settlement on the island, he was isolated from the new world at birth. A select few villagers would go out of the village on a ship to the red line, often never coming back, so that they could sustain their village. For you see, the island had little to no vegetation, and what few animals that existed there were beyond capturing and eating. Often villagers had to come to defend their family from massive beasts that lived deep in the wilderness. When he was first able to walk, he had already begun training to live in this harsh environment. This seems extreme, but it was necessary. To survive on the island took so much power than all who lived there were in a league of their own. Everything from skilled swordsmen, to master snipers, and even devil fruit users. He was first trained in hand to hand combat, starting from year 1 to year 5. The training was harsh, and he was never spoiled even in the least. He was forced to work for himself, as a baby. Finding food on his own, learning the ways of the village, and picking up a few traits that some might find "dis-reliable."

By the age of 7, he was ready to begin the real test. While the training that he had undergone as a baby was "rigged" so that he would still live, that aspect was beginning to come undone. His first job was to go off with into the woods with the other males and get food. However, this was blood thorn. It was about an hour into the search before they were attacked. Though this was expected. The first was of attackers were the black panthers. These beasts were strangely mutated from normal panthers. They had become larger. Much larger. The first strike was dealt by the eldest male in the ground. He landed a crushing blow to one of the panthers and took out a wave of tree's behind it. The massive dead body started to fall on top of Sonomori/ But luckily he was already trained. He quickly evaded the huge beast, running up the side of a tree and jumping out at one of the panther's blindside. As the boy was about to land, the beast spurred back at him, swiping him to the ground with his paw and crushing his ribs. The others quickly followed out to protect him but it was to late. More beasts were flowing in from all sides and they were driven back, taking what they had and leaving the child.

However, luck was in his favor. Even though he was crushed and on the brink of death, the beasts were not there to eat. They were already full. A panther mother began to lick the wounds, thinking that it was one of her injured children. The saliva of these panthers acted like a healing agent, sealing up the wounds and bring him back to life. She picked him up by his color and took him back with the pack. From there on, he was raised by these beasts. On top of his normal training with the villagers, he was now receiving the training of the pack. He was agile and sturdy enough to act like one of the cubs. But as they kept growing he did not. It wasn't till he was 14 years of age that the other panthers began to act strange around him. He was looking more and more like the ones that came and hunted for them. Soon they started to get nervous around him, harmless though he was to them. All of the cubs he had grown up with were now starting to drift farther and father apart.

One night the pack took out within the night, leaving him alone and stranded in the wilderness. He woke up the next morning, awaiting the daily habits of the panthers but it was to late. They were long gone into the rocky abyss. He wandered for days and days, becoming overrun with hunger and delusion. It took hold of him, making him lose his senses. He began to climb up a tree, grasping for a fruit that hung from it's branches. This went against all codes of the villagers and of the panthers. The fruits in the forest were so poisonous they could kill a human on the spot. He took a bite deep into the fruit, ignoring the awful taste and swallowing the whole thing down. His hunger was quenched but what about the consequences? He slid down the tree, feeling his body become incredibly hot, burning up in his own body heat. Changes started to alter his body, turning it into something unimaginable. It was that of a beast. A black panther to be exact. Like a merging of the dna between his and the panther. All of his senses became heightened beyond that of a humans, giving him amazing sight and smell. Hew now knew what he did not before. The locations of everything on the island.

He began to trace himself back to the villagers that he once lived with, but they quickly chased him out, trying to kill him. It then became apparent that they thought he was a monster. Knowing this he attempted to go back to the back, but like before he was rejected. Alone once again. Something then struck him in his sleep. " I don't need anyone." From that moment on he became utterly self sufficient. Using the skills of both and animal and a human to gain the food and water that he needed. Time began to pass, more and more. He became as masterful as he could in everything that he did. Hunting, gathering, tracking, fighting. Alone, he could now kill off an entire tribe of animals by himself. Where as it took the villagers 10-15 people to take out one animal. He had gotten the idea that he was better than them and everything else on the island.


When he had gotten into his early 20's he began to master his new powers. He took note that he could transform at will, and even become different animals. Once he had seen and touched an animal he learned that he could become that animal to a T. The only problem was changing back. Once he had transformed it took him at least an hour to transform back. He even experimented around and transformed into 2 animals at once. But, he was stuck in that form for weeks. He found out that the more drastic the change, the longer it took to revert back to normal. Finally, he decided on one set form that he would stay in. A human, mixed with both a panther and a giant eagle. Using the eyes of the eagle, the muscle density of the panther, the nose and ears of the panther, the wings of the eagle, and the claws of both the panther and the eagle. But, as time passed he began to merge these aspect more and more into a human type base. Keeping all the abilities and senses, but making himself look more like his original form. It was easy to keep up and didn't strain his body. But, as he began to master the devil fruit, boredom peaked his curiosity. He wanted to leave the island, to search for his own ideals.

With a flap of his wings he was off on his first adventure, soon realizing that it was an even greater hell outside of his island. He flew for 20 days straight before seeing any signs of life. But this life was not what he expected. A large wooden structure with a white flag sailing in the wind. A marine ship. Unknown to him he was flying dangerously close to the red line. As he landed he was greeted with guns and swords. They asked him his business, but it had been so long he had just about forgotten how to speak. "Business? What's that?" The marines look at him like he was some sort of idiot, some even began to open fire but the bullets were quickly denied by a swift movement of his wings. They quickly realized it was better to befriend this "monster" than attack it. His curiosity taught him the ways of a marine, learning both the bad and the good, and on the way learning some more people skills. It was soon time for them to return back to marine ford, and along with them came Sonomori. Passing through the huge gates Sonomori's eyes grew wide like a child gazing in amazement. But by now he was starting to become mature so he had tried to hide his amazement by taking a small glance every time no one was watching.

By now it looked like he was on his way to becoming a high class marine. They began to teach him the basics of the elite, the 6 paths. For 2 years he trained under the order of a vice admiral. Terribly strict training, but he had been used to that type of environment. It wasnt long before his training was complete and he was a master of the paths. But it was not yet over. He had yet to learn a vital key. "Haki" It took many long hours for him to grasp the concept but it appeared that he had talent in both sensory haki and equip haki. Moderate though it was, it was still very good and he picked up the concept quite well.

On his judgment day of becoming a marine, something happened that will forever change his life. He was on call to the sandy archipalego to stop some riot that was caused by a noble and a civilian. As he arrived he saw a civilian being shot in the head after begging for his life. The culprit was none other than a noble, a heavenly dragon. Sonomori quickly rushed at the noble, disarming him with a quick jab to the side and kicking him straight into the ground. He had not understood the crime that he had commuted. He thought that he had done something right, until he was gracefully met with a death sentence for assaulting the noble. He ran from island to island, escaping the Marineford's wraith and finally escaping into the grand line, picking up trinkets and new clothing from roaming pirates on the sea.


Personality: nlike many people, many forms and mindsets exist within Sonomori's mind. Almost like a split personality, however somewhat merged like a thread of different color sewn into a quilt. From his blood thirsty side, so the calm and gentle philosopher his mood can change in a second. However, it is not random nor will it ever be. His first side is his mask, his hypocrite self that ignores the darker thoughts. This side of him enjoys the simpler things in life, and tends to toy around with everyone he fights against. Like a philosopher, he ponders so many things, filtering reality from fiction, constantly battling the inner self. When chosen to make decisions, he would choose the logical over the illogical, to sacrifice a thousand for a million is an easy task. Human life is no consideration within his mind. Cruel though it may be, this is how it shall happen and will not change, for he is a one of hidden stubbornness brought on by his intelligence. Needless to say, he is the one who deceives all, including himself. His inner personality triggers at the excitement of a fight. This self in particular is overjoyed at the thought of killing, and given the chance to personally spill blood he kicks off the rest of the mind and does it without control. While he only appears in a fight, he is the most varied of people, and undoubtedly the single most intelligent being in the art of war that has ever stepped foot upon the soil that we call reality. From the mastering genius of strategy, to the engaged battle of swords it seems like he can do it all without even trying, truly a demon in the art of war. But like a diamond, his control is rare. As the fight begins to descend from interest, he will simply let the others take control and not care a bit about it in the end. Last, is the true Sonomori. The one who originally called the body his own. The other two personalities are just a spawn of his inner mind, for they are two parts of a whole that makes up his true self. He drives only for himself, and will accomplish only what he intends to. So much so, that he spawned off the others to control his body when he didn't wish to bother with the various movements of his body. This personality stays deep within his mind, watching from afar as what he does like the puppet master.
While all three of these personalities reside within Sonomori's mind, they do not fight for control and thus his mood is not randomly changed, for they all make up what he really is.

Ship: None (Shipless/Hitchhiker)

Ship Flag: None

Devil Fruit: Chimera of Zoan
Type: Zoan
Effect: The Chimera of Zoan allows the user to memorize the physical makeup of three different species of animal, and integrate them into his body.. This process requires him to spend an obscene amount of time, with, around, or observing the species of selection. Other criteria that must be met are; Physical contact, Full understanding, A portion of the species (I.E Hair, Flesh, Appendage), At minimum 4 days to mold the DNA into his body.

This ability works in proportions. While integrated, the physical makeup of the animals will stay active in his body at a minimum of 10%. This means minor changes in his appearance depending on the type of animal.
As the user masters the fruit, the proportional maximum increases. From the consumption of the fruit, up to 30% may be used. As this percentage increases, so does the instinctual prowess of the animals. It is possible to lose control of this ability if the user tries to increase it's power over their mental limit of control. Absolute maximum of transformation is 95%.

Special Abilities: Strong Primal Understanding. Able to take on the full mental state of an animal, stalking, running, ect.

Learned Techniques (Keep it 1-25): (Because of how the fruit is made up, the three animals that he has are listed here.) Bloodthorn VultureEagle (35%), Bloodthorn Jaguar (20%) , Bloodthorn Snowolf. (5%)
Note: Bloodthorn animals are far more tenacious and 125% larger.

Weapons/Items: Skull-Cane

Character Flaws: Will tend to overestimate his own ability, Will underestimate opponent's ability.

Goals: To study and understand all animals. (General)