Acheron's

Real Name	Acheron Parthenopaeus
NickName	Ash, Akri, T-Rex, Achimou
Pronunciation	Ack-uh-rohn Par-thin-OH-PAY-us
Designation	Dark-Hunter/Atlantean god/harbinger of destruction/godslayer/Chthonian
Date of Birth	9548 BC
Height	6' 8
Hair Color	Blond, but usually any color other than blond
Motto	Just because you can, doesn't mean you should.
Best Friend	Simi
Worst Enemy	Stryker
First Appearance	#1 Night Pleasures (Kyrian & Amanda)

1. Unless you're Talon, don't call me T-Rex.
2. Ambiguity is your friend.
3. I don't do guns, but then I don't need them to kick your ass.
4. I've been around forever. Literally.
5. I don't like cell phones.
6. Manga and anime are my art forms of choice.
7. In spite of what Simi thinks, no is not my favorite word.
8. Blond hair gives me hives.
9. I like change. It keeps me young.
10. Demons are a guys best friend... and his worst enemy.

Even though he was the youngest when he died, Acheron was the first Dark-Hunter ever appointed. He is also the writer of the Dark-Hunter Creed and of the Code we abide by.

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Even though he was the youngest when he died, Acheron was the first Dark-Hunter ever appointed. He is also the writer of the Dark-Hunter Creed and of the Code we abide by.

Because of his Dark-Hunter age and the fact that he fought the Daimons alone for thousands of years, he is more phantom than real. He interacts with the other Dark-Hunters on a whim, and his sage advice is often sought.

Eccentric and idiosyncratic to the extreme, he is a legend among legends. The Dark-Hunters never know what to expect when Acheron enters a scene. He runs the full gamut from friendly to intimidating to downright scary.

It is said of him that there has never been a mortal born who could equal his physical perfection. He possesses a raw, rare kind of charisma.

To look at him is to want him. To see him is to ache to touch him.

Artemis herself once said of him:

He had been built to please, and trained to pleasure. Everything about him from the sleek muscles that rippled to the deep, erotic timber in his voice seduced anyone who came into contact with him.

Like a lethal wild animal, he moved with a primal promise of danger and masculine power. With the promise of supreme sexual fulfillment.

Sunshine describes him as:

He had such a deadly, graceful swagger. A predator�s lope. There was something intrinsically sexual about Acheron. Something compelling, seductive. Just being near him made her want to reach out and touch him.

It was as if he were putting off some powerful pheromones and at the same time, she was scared of him. He was like a lethal, beautiful animal in the wild that part of you wanted to cuddle while the other part of you knew he was just as likely to rip your arm off as he want to cuddle back.

He was magnetic and fierce and he made her want to run for the door

No one knows why he became what he did. Then again, no one knows much about him. Period. And he likes it that way. Trying to get any personal information out if him is an impossible task.

No one even knows what his real hair color is.

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