— From a young age, Xeno has always felt different than the people around him. He's never been shy of friends, but the thing is that he's never felt like he fit in. He was always insecure about being the "weird" one that he constantly tried to be more like them in order to be accepted by them.

— Xeno wants to make deep and lasting bonds with people he comes in contact with. He doesn't want to know about what you did on the weekend, or how you think the weather is. He wants to know what's going on in your life, he wants to climb into the depths of you to see you for who you truly are, the you that nobody else gets to see. He can see right through all the fake facades, and it doesn't fool him one bit.

— Xeno prefers to have loose plans as opposed to winging things. He's free to move things around, but won't throw himself off the edge with plans either.

— He has tendencies to be shy, quiet, and withdrawn as well as charming, fun, and hilarious. For Xeno, it's all about mood, the situation as a whole, energy levels, and most important, the people he's with.

— There's always that time when somebody will approach Xeno with problems, and he tries his best not to give advice or opinions unless he's asked for them. He instead prefers to ask questions to help him better understand the situation and gather his own feelings about it. From time to time, he'll tell his own stories of a time when something similar happened to himself so that you could draw your own lesson from it. He can see the path you should take but he won't want to tell you so that you do it because he said so, he'd rather it be your own decision. This is a big reason why people consider him to be an ace advice giver.

— Xeno prefers his alone time, but thats not to say he can ALWAYS be alone. Eventually he needs to reunite with people he's comfortable with. "His people", in other words are a small group of very close friends who truly get him. He can't get enough of deep conversations with them, and hanging out with his circle normally boost his energy. 

— He has been known to cut people out of his life when they've hurt him one too many times. It's not that he enjoys cutting people out of his life, rather he does it to protect himself. And, even though it may look like he has it together on the outside, he's extremely sensitive inward, and he's especially sensitive to peoples words and actions. 

— One of his biggest problems is that he tries so hard to make others happy that he forgets and completely neglects to make himself happy. 

— He feels like he see's precisely what somebody is feeling and believes he knows what they need deep down. He's not always right, but he tends to be more preceptive than most people. 

— Xeno has always felt that he was destined for  more than just a 9-5 job. He wants to change the world, take it by storm. The problem is that he doesn't know what his "purpose" is, or he has an inkling, but doesn't know how to get there or acheive it.

— Xeno almost always has a sinking feeling that he could be doing more with his life. This constantly results in him having self-improvement projects (like learning how to cook healthy meals, setting better boundaries, or getting better at articulating himself). Sometimes he just ends up pushing himself too hard to achieve the "perfect" life for himself. 

— More times than not, Xeno turns to people-pleasing as a defense mechanism. He's sensitive, so he can get really hurt or bothered when somebody criticizes or dissapoints him. So, he's come to the realization that people cant criticize him if he's making them happy. 

— Xeno can sense the mood of the room almost instantaneously after walking in and often, he absorbs the mood of the people around him. If somebody is excited, he gets excited, if soembody is anxious, he becomes anxious as well. He tends to gravitate toward calm, centered people so he doesn't have to deal with so much emotional garbage. 

— Xeno is drawn to high-quality things like good food, nice clothes, and anything else that has good craftmanship. As much as he hates admitting it, the way things look is important to him. He likes being surrounded by beauty, and he tends to have sophisicated, refined tastes. But he's also a minimalist at heart. He'd rather have one or two really nice shirts than ten mediocre ones.

— Xeno cares deeply about the people in his life, but they'll probably never know just how much he cares, because he tends to keep his feelings mostly to himself. He has trouble articulating his emotions, even though he feels them very intensely. And normally when he falls in love with someone, he falls hard with no way to return.

— Xeno is usually thoughtful, conscientious, and considerate. People who are not as conscientious can seem callous and even cruel to him. 

— Xeno loves to learn, especially when it comes to psychologies, self-improvement, spirituality, and certain sciences; in his case, biologies and chemistries.

— When everybody else is busy gossiping, discussing celebrities or talking about other trivial things, Xeno often finds himself thinking about the bigger more whimsical things; such as outer space, time travel, human nature, the meaning of life and ther more epic topics. He rarely tries to steer the conversations in that direction though because he doesn't think that other people would be interested in enlightening him.

— Xeno often times feels compelled to get things done. He often writes to-do lists, and he enjoys checking things off of them. However, if he doesn't have a goal to work toward, after a while, he feels lost and very bored. 

— When Xeno is passionate about something, it feels like nothing can stand in his way. The quote, "The impossible takes just a little bit longer." is what he looks toward in times like these. 

— Other people see and notice that he is wise, insightful, and almost spiritual. Most of the times, people come to him for advice and emotional support. Xeno relishes his role as the "wise one", and he likes being needed. However, sometimes it just becomes too much for him to handle. He's an introvert, for crying out loud, and sometimes he just wishes everyone would solve their own problems and leave him alone for a whille. 

Manhattan, September 2016.
Marina has always been a runner. She never stays in one place long enough to be pinpointed for her nature. The first time Xeno came across Marina was in Midtown Manhattan. He'd felt a mixed pull from her and began to follow her out of sheer curiosity. He wanted to know her intent if not entirely bad, but not entirely good. Marina didn't notice him following her until his own aura was nearly overtaking her. It was too heavy, weighing down on her soul. She felt like she was dying from the inside out. Out of breath, she willed herself foward, somewhere solitude to deal with this aweful presence away from prying eyes. Marina reached the abandonded floor she was squatting at and her chest was on fire (refer to her weakness section). The room was pitch black and quiet as she fell to the floor, heaving and grasping at her chest. The pressure became too much to handle as he climbed through the window. The intensity in his eyes dies the second he lays eyes on her. He rushes to her at once, but she flinches away, "Don't touch me!" She squeals. 'I can heal you', he thinks. But there is no flesh wound he can see. "What are you?" He asks. "To some, I'm the devil...the real question is what are you?" She responds, out of breath. The black of her pupils bleed into her iris and push deeper, flooding both her eyes in a black darkness. 
He takes a protective step backwards, bracing himself for a fight. "What are you doing in Manhattan? Explain yourself. Now." He commands. Marina didn't know if she could trust this man, but she was in no position to be on opossing terms with him. So, she told him everything he needed to know about her. Everything having to do with her powers and weaknesses, including the one she had been currently suffering from. He was speechless, and suddenly very self-conscious. He backed away, back toward the window he crawled through not even five minutes ago. He doesn't know what to say or do, instead he looks around, feeling even worse that he's invaded her space and caused her this unbareable pain. He thinks he should go, but before he makes a move she says, "Don't go. Please don't." Xeno wants to, but his conscious weighs down on him. "I shouldn't be here any longer." And Xeno is about to duck out of the window when Marina stops him again, "Before you go..." She points toward a stack of scattered papers. Xeno looks at Marina for a few moments, expecting more of an explanation. Marina picks up on it, "I told you my story. You owe me yours at a later time, if not now. I assume...you know what to do." Xeno looks into her pitch black eyes for another second before he turns to the papers and scribles down his contact information. When he slips out of the room, he gives her one last look before he dissapears. 

Prague, February 2017.
Xeno had practically lost hope of hearing from Marina after the fourth month had come and gone. He was in the Czech Republic on business when his communicator blew his cover. In the midst of recovering a stolen file from the target, he answers the call, surprised to hear the recieving end. "Marina? This isn't the best time." He leaps into the air, following his target closely. "I know that, I can sense your unease a mile away." That caught him off-guard. 'Where are you?' He looks around, to see if she's anywhere nearby. "You're wasting your time looking around. your target is getting away. What do you want me to do?" Xeno recollects himself. "Take 'em down if you can. But don't kill them. They have something I need." Xeno lands on his feet frugally. "Got it boss." The communicator cuts off and he continues on foot. He knows he's close to the scene when he senses Marina's signature. She's just taken what he needed to recover when he approaches. "Head's up." She tosses the flash drive over to him, and he pockets it, moving closer. As he does so, he can see her resolve falling to pieces. All her strength shatters. Her legs give, but he's there to catch her before she hits the ground. In a swift movement, they're in the air and she clutches his clothes tightly in her palm. The ride to his head quarters is quiet. He lays her down on his bed gently and sits at the foot of the bed. He knows he should keep it to himself, but the words are out before he can stop them, "Why did you come to me if you already know that all I do is hurt you?" And for Marina, it's not what he said, its how he said it. It takes all of her willpower to make it to his side. "You know me Xe." She takes his hand in hers and looks him in the eye. "You are the only person in this world that knows me more than anybody else. Believe it or not...you know more about me than my own birth parents, more than any of the families that took me in. People see me and they run. I'm not the type of person that people spare a second glance to. Not only am I a minority in this world, I'm a mutant, somebody people don't appreciate. Stuck somewhere between being alive and dead. You're the only person that gives a sh*t. I'm not asking you to be around me and watch me...deteriorate in your presence, All i'm asking is that you give our friendship a try. I don't have anyone else, and I can really use somebody, anybody." From her small speech, he could tell that she's suffered in her time. That she's desperate for somebody, anybody to be there for her. She's tired of people turning away, and he's stuck. He can't say no, because he doesn't want to.

Harajuku, January 2018.
They'd met up briefly several times before meeting again in Harajuku. After having worked together (unnofically) now for two years, they've come to read each others ins and outs. They've figured out attack and defense patterns to use with each other and how to work best. But, Harajuku was the final straw that made and broke their relationship. They'd had a sucessful mission thusfar, but it still bothered Xeno that Marina had to hide the uncomfort she harbored whenever he was around. Though Marina felt less and less with each encounter, deep down it did take a lot out of her to mask the feeling of being weighed down. His sudden outburst caught her off-guard because for the two years they'd met with each other over fifty times now, he never once snapped like the way he had done that day. It was then that she realized what he meant to her, what she meant to him and what they'd been dancing around for some time. 
"Please, don't go." She begged, holding tightly onto his leather jacket. "Don't make me stay." He whispers. "Don't make me." He turns his back to her, but his fingers linger down her forearm, reaching for her fingers. "Marina, I dream about you more times than I can count. But, I can't bare being the cause of your downfall. I won't stand around and render you useless. So, don't ask me to." She didn't speak. He felt the drop in her emotions. Heard her hiccups and turned to the confirmation, her tears spilled and made their mark down her cheeks. Xeno pulled her into his arms and hugged her until she stopped crying. His being wanted to kiss her so badly, but he would not want to leave her wanting more, it was too cruel a fate. He couldn't even bring himself to look her in the eye, but he kissed her forehead and forced himself to tear hismself from her. "Goodbye, my love." He whispered before shutting the door. He was gone. 

San Miguel de Allende, March 2018-Present.
Marina had tried to get a hold of Xeno several times since leaving Harajuku, but he stopped answering her phone calls at first, then his number was unavailable, and she couldn't pin him down or get any more information on him. She was in a rut, and heavily frustrated. Instead of feeling defeated, she was renewed with energy. Marina needed to do her research. She needed to find a way to dull whatever it was that would happen when Xeno was near. She delved into her research, and became more ravenous with spells and concoctions. But that was put on hold when chaos struck her side of the world. She could feel it to her core before tens, hundreds, and thousands of people dissapeared. There was chaos through the streets and nothing she could do about it. Sure, she was stronger now than she was a couple years ago, but this was something completely off scale. 
Marina, was known to Mexican citizens as La Muerte. She was most notable for her vigilante endeavers throughout Mexico.
She wanted to do everything she could to help people but she couldn't. Not when her mind was thinking about only one person and his whereabouts. She was terrified of the fact of losing him and in a way she had never even felt before. The worst part of it was that she had no way of contacting him either. When she'd just about lost hope a couple of weeks later, he comes to her while she's in a cathedral, sobbing and praying over her rosarie. "You idiot...Oh, you idiot. I have missed you so dearly." And she did. She had spent too much time away from him as it was. "Marina, I don't want to be away from you, but I can't stand being the reason you're always in this agony." Marina weighs his response. "Do you trust me?" She pulls away from his embrace. "You already know that I trust you with my life." 
Marina nods. "Then don't ever leave again. Give me your hand. There is something I want to try." She could see the hesitance in his eyes, but was releived when he held his hand out to her. Before he could process her actions, she took a blade from her thigh and sliced his hand open, and hers followed. Her eyes turned pitch black like the first time he met her as she recited a cantation, "Hear my words. From the depths of hell to the ponds of eden. Let this bond prevail. May no faults and no limits be drawn upon us." Marina let her blood drip down her arms, and as it was about to hit the floor, the stream of blood floats around her palm, in orbit. Xeno takes a look at his own wound and is dazed to see his own blood doing the same. "Hear my words, let us be joined by blood and by blood we shall part." Marina holds her hand out to Xeno and his hand gravitates toward hers, alluringly. Their blood mixes and splits off as it moves back into their body, traveling through their bloodstreams and helaing the fresh wound at lightning speed. In response to her summon, the weight on her soul diminishes. Their souls were bounded. "It is done, my love. But there isn't any time to celebrate, we are needed elsewhere." Xeno looked at her with utmost concern. "Are you sure this worked?" Marina takes him by surprise as her lips meet his. "I'm more than sure. We'll have a lot of time to talk on the plane. Let's go."

ABILITIES:

— Flight : Xeno is allowed flight because of his large, white, feathered wings. Though he's only been able to fly after reaching puberty since his wings were only fully developed after that. Though difficult to fly at first, he's learned how to do so with accuracy and can now fly at up to 350mph, to unlimited distances.
— Invulnerability : He cannot be killed by man-made weapons. Only by supernatural weapons and powers.
— Sensing : Xeno can sense when supernatural beings are near. He can also sense whether they are good or bad. With concentration, he can pinpoint the certain person who is supernatural. 
— Healing : Xeno posseses the ability to heal the injuries of mortal humans or other good or natural beings or creatures. He cannot heal evil biengs or creatures. His healing only fixes physical inguries, not mental injuries or aching pains. The healing is triggered by Xeno placing his hands over the injury and closing his eyes. A slver light emerges from his hands and the injury is rapidly healed. He cannot heal himself.
— Super Strength : Xeno's strength is beyong human limits. It first manifested when he went through puberty. He can now lift about 3 tons. He will never use his strength on humans unless its to lift something heavy off of somebody.
— Unarmed Combat : Xeno has reached the pinnacle of hand-to-hand fighting prowess. He knows everything about bare hand fighting and surpasses any and all masters of combat of any form, having complete knowledge of the forms whether they be unknown, nigh-impossible to master, or forbidden and can also create his own forms of combat to throw off his enemies.
— Wind Bursts : Because he is allowed to fly at very fast speeds, he needs only to focus his energy into his wings and give them a swoosh to burst wind in the direction of his enemies.

— Other abilities are Enhanced Agility, Enhanced Stamina, Super Hearing, Super Sight, & Super Speed.