Aidan Saturday a.k.a Saint

Real Name: Aidan Caillian Saturday.
Renegade Name: Saint
Title: The Caring Devil
Alignment: Lawful Neutral.
Age: Physically he is forever thirteen, but he was born on October 31, 1899.
Gender: Male.
Race: He's in between a Demon and Human.
Hair: Black.
Eyes: Glowing red.
Height: Around 5'2, he's pretty short.
Weight: I'm too lazy to calculate, but he's pretty lean for his age.
Blood type: O+



Aidan appears to be a prepubescent thirteen year old male. Although he is technically human, his appearance transformed into something much more appropriate. Sprouting from his extremely messy and dark colored hair is two red smooth horns. His skin is extremely pale almost to the point of it having the color of a deep gray. The colored parts of his eyes are red and seem to glow under certain conditions. His teeth and nails are near perfect, both his teeth and nails are razor sharp and his nails are as hard as glass.



Smooth, handsome, charming, witty and fully aware of it, Aidan carries himself with an air of supreme confidence (at times, pure arrogance). He often mocks and blasphemes religion because he finds it useless to serve someone who didn't show him any mercy. He often finds himself in comical situations, due to the fact that is mature personality deeply contrasts with his young body. His young body also prevents him from dating or having relationships which causes him a feeling hopelessness but he never lets it show.



Aidan's story actually begins way, way, before his birth. His parents after they came from Ireland in their youth decided it would be the best to sell their souls in exchange for money, fortune, and power despite their devout faith in Catholicsm. The Devil came, and being a sly one he didn't take their souls but instead wanted the soul of their future child. They shrugged it off, as it was the soul of their future child so they didn't even have to have one. Or so they thought. His mother got pregnant and his parents reflected on their stupidity, thinking they, mere humans, could outsmart the Devil himself and in turn cursed an innocent person to an afterlife of eternal torture.

He was completely oblivious to that fact that he literally had no soul, that was of course until he was approached than none other than the Devil himself.  The Devil explained to Aidan that one soul is only good for a certain number of years before the Devil has to come back and reap his bounty. Aidan was both infuriated and terrified of Hell, so he offered to exchange the souls of his parents in order to extend his own life. The Devil agreed, wanting to witness this new and murderous spectacle he had just set up. After Aidan had brutally killed his parents and exchanged their souls for his life, the Devil proposed an offer like he always does.

He told Aiden he could have eternal youth and enough money to last him many lifetimes. The catch was Aidan was going to be given the power to make deals with mortal men in exchange for their soul. Thus keeping him out of Hell so long as he could replace the spot for his soul with the souls of others. Aidan, not understanding the weight of the offer, agreed blindly and that was when his life as the Devil's servant began. He used his money to get around before finally settling in the city where he gets all of the souls he needs, Los Angeles.


1. Agility
2. Reaction
3. Endurance
4. Strength




Deal with the Devil:

• Aidan has the power to bestow men with contracts for fame, fortune, power, etc. in exchange for their souls.
  

What do you Desire?:

• All Aidan has to do is simply say "What is it you desire?" and it instills a strong need into the target to tell Aidan all of their most burning desires whether it be dark, creepy, or ridiculous. Note: Can't be used on target unless target's roleplayer agrees to it beforehand.
  

Forever Thirteen:

• He is physically a thirteen year old boy, and thus can't hold his own in combat and can't indulge into the absolute entirety of what he wants due to the various age restrictions or requirements. (Even though he has worked around most of them.)
  

No, not the Horns!

• His horns are laced with lots of nerve endings, veins, and arteries so damaging them could cause great pain and damage to him, and thus can be exploited in combat.
  

He has no notable items.



Aside from those he hires, none.



The souls he collects through his deals keep him funded, out of hell, and eternally young. He is immune to natural ailments but he has no regeneration and can be fatally wounded like any other human. Also, it is quite clear he is unholy and this is expressed through unexplained occurrences and an overall feeling of fear or dread when he is present. (I.E Dogs bark uncontrollably when he's around, wind picks up, candles blow out, etc.) He can also speak any language fluently because it's important to be able to communicate with clients.



The notes of the old dusty piano cried out into the midnight air from the open-doored Church. Loud footsteps echoed from outside the perimeters of the church and only grew closer. The lone player sped up and his string of musical divinity got more and more complex. As the footsteps entered the church a strong breeze blew out all of candles in the church and the doors slammed shut. The playing stopped and the priest got up and turned to face Aidan with a smile on his face. Aidan sighed and he put a cigarette in his mouth and lit it slowly and took a puff before removing it from his mouth.

"Why have you called me here? Aren't thou a child of our Heavenly Father?" Aidan said jokingly as he walked closer towards the weathered old man. The priest nodded, he understood exactly what he was doing and knew the reason he was doing it was just. "One of my children made the grave mistake of giving their sold to your employer. I wish to sell my soul, and in return I want her soul to be given back to her by tomorrow morning." Aidan bowed his head for a short prayer for the priest in a mocking way and when he was done he held out his hand for a handshake.

The priest shook his hand which meant the half-wicked half-righteous deal had come to a close. "May Christ see your deeds and know your heart is right and just. And for me, when the adversary comes to collect I want you to have no fear." The priest nodded knowing he was saying that to insult him toward the now exiting Aidan on his way out of the old church. The candles relit and the infernal feeling in the air subsided as he exited the perimeter finally. The priest took a swig of some aged liquor and got back on his stool to play an old Blues tune.