Caasi Surezal

Originaly unknown, until one night... 

Isaac had just gotten to a little after party get together with his other friends.  A well known friend of his, Crimson, had started to feel something odd about his shadow.  Like it was taking a life of it's own.  Although, he simply payed no mind to it.  As the night went by and the drinks kept coming, Crimson soon forgot about it.  

Issac had also invited his mate, Alan, over to meet the others.  He was ecstatic to see all of his friends.  Although he also noticed the odd shadowy feeling, he quickly forgot about it after a good few shots.  With both Isaac and Alan pretty much inebreated, they started to get some ideas of their own.

They made their way into the bedroom where it finally struck...

Issac started to writhe a bit.  He body curled up and then all hell broke loose.  His body was engulfed in shadows, and as he stood a new person was born.  Soon after the strange figure that once was Isaac stood. Six tenticles riped from his back, creating rifts to the shadow dimention from where they burst.  They quckly retreated back into Isaacs body.  As they did, another tenticle riped out from Issac's maw, prying it open.  He reached up to it, grabed it, and in one swift move riped it from his muzzle.  

There he stood, his eyes now glowing purple, his stripes doing the same. His fur had become a gunmetal grey color.  Alan sat there frightened, cowling in a corner fearing for his life.  The figure walked to him, stroking him lightly across the head.

Although it seemed Isaac was no more, he was simply traped inside of his body for the time being.  He yelled at the thing controling his body to stop.  After that, the only thing Issac ever remembered from that time was the shodow figure giving him a toothed grin.  Then, black.....

......He woke up, a slight headache.  His mate was standing next to him, covered in what seemed to be a viscous liquid.  It was purple and black and it driped off of him.  As he came to he looked around him.  The place was completely trashed, everyone seemed to be unharmed.  Some of them were knocked uncosious, while others were also covered in the viscous liquid.  The only one to escape the whole thing was Crimson.  He seemed to be fine.

"You should thank him, hun."  Alan spoke. A little jittery at first, but he slowly composed himself.  "It was Crimson who stoped you.  He was the only one trained enough that could."

A whisper came from inside Issac's head, and he instantly knew who it was.  It was the intruder....

"Hehe, it was fun playing with your friends.  But they seem a little rough, don'tchya think?  Oh, by the way, you should look at a lot of tailholes in that room...  I seemed to hae filled them quite a bit."

The Voice laughed in a hesterical manner, then trailed off into nothingness...

From then on, he has been slowly making friends with the thing inside of him.  He also has been named the backwards version of Issac's name.   Cassi Surezal.

Information gathered on him has told them that he is a reincarnation of one of the Shade Jesters.  They are used in the shadow dimention to entertain and kill.  Though, some, like Cassi, have no intent to do bodily harm.  They just simply want to have fun.

They are able to control shadow freely.  With this power, they are also able to change their shape, size, gender and mass depending on where it will suit them best... or if they want to just play with people.