Name: Frank Ruther Copiel.

Alias: That Blonde Bastard by enemies

Date of Birth: July 3rd, 1965

Age: 38

Primary Gender: Male

Secondary Gender: Alpha

Character's Scent: Myrhh and Redwood

Sexuality: Hetereosexual

Race: German

Species: Human with Aleantylar ancestry

Hobbies: Hang-gliding, mountain-climbing, meditating, martial arts, specifically German Ju Justsu

Powers/Abilities:
Universal Fight: A competitive training system he learned within the military. It is a combination of two consecutive stages; the first stage being that of an obstacle course with close quarter’s battle, and the second stage being that of direct contact, hand-to-hand combat.

Aikido: A Japanese martial art, he learned within his service with the German military . It allows Frank to attack his opponent while also protecting them. It involves using the opponent’s own strength through various movements to turn their own attack against them, enabling him to throw them to the ground and locking up their joints to prevent them from moving.

German Ju-Jutsu: A martial art skill he learned while attending an academy in Germany as a youth. It is a combination of Jujustu,Judo, Karate, and several other styles of martial arts that use a technique of atemi, kicks and knee-strikes, throws, ground, elbow, and armed techniques in various styles to promote defense against multiple opponents while covering all distances

Kampfringen: A grappling, wrestling technique that involves unarmed combat using punches, join-locking, elbow strikes, chokeholds, headbutts, and kicking in a more violent form. Frank doesn’t use this one much, unless absolutely necessary.

Trapping 1: A martial art technique that uses immobilization at a very close range. With it, Frank can render his opponent unable to move through a various quick strike, sometimes even putting them into a deep sedated like sleep.

Trapping 2: Undercover techniques that involve surveillance of a criminal target and knowing exactly where they’ll be to launch the trap to capture them and take them to jail. This usually involves a quick grapple and handcuffs, and it may occasionally lead to Frank having to knock them out.

Personality: Frank has a limited life cycle and ages like a regular human despite having Aleantylar ancestry and being the father of a son with pure Aleantylar blood. He can be injured and often needs time to recover from his injuries.

He can be a bit of an ass to someone who pisses him off. When it comes to dealing with hardened criminals or those who happily promote dangerous activities, he can be cold and hard core when questioning them. Like his son, Frank is allergic to bees, but it is mild, thus only causing him to become a little ill with a lot of itching that tends to make him miserable. He keeps allergy pills on hand as much as possible.

He has a bit of a temper from his years imprisoned and tortured by Peptin and his crew, but only lets it out when push comes to shove and shove comes to kicking the crap out of someone’s neck when they deserve it.

He tends to get overheated at times due to high blood pressure and thus prefers to avoid high heat as much as possible. His body has become used to ice and cold, so he prefers it overall as it gives him some relief. He has had to introduce other foods into his diet to help with the high blood pressure and also takes Cyclosporine to raise it to the proper levels.

Occupation:: IDDA (Investigate Department of Dangerous Activities: This is a federal job that is somewhat secret, with their rank being above the FBI. There are several facilities around the world, but the three biggest ones are in Germany, North America, and Japan.

School: N/A

Place of Living: In a small house just outside Ueno Park that he built himself using Mahogany and Oak Trees. The trees that had been cut down to build the house were all replanted. The house itself is a one floor level complete with a living room, functional kitchen and bathroom, and two bedrooms.

Original or Canon: Both.

Face Claim: Luca Bellini: Frm the H-Game Omerta~ Code of Silence. The character comes from: The Warriors: Crimson Chaos and Storm: The Last Aleantylar

Appearance:


History: Frank was born in Bonn, Germany in 1982 as an alpha to Charlone and Eva Copiel. He grew up in Berlin, Germany with a sister, Haila, an omega, and attended the Raamstand München Academy when he turned six years old. There at the academy he learned military protocol, academics, and martial arts training. As an alpha, Frank never struggled with the desire to mate throughout his life when it became apparent that "Alpha" was his secondary gender. His constant focus on martial arts and academics helped to suppress any natural urges by helping him to take his mind off it. That was until he met Hannah Hirsch.

He graduated from the academy in 2001. In 2002, he also met Hannah Hirsch, an omega, who was an only child of Rudolf and Anneliese Hirsch. Frank's need for a mate about exploded then, and he spent every chance he could get with Hannah. Hannah, while attracted to him, didn't let Frank touch her at first because of her upbringing to stay a virgin until marriage. She allowed him to begin to court her six months later after they first met. Even then, she stuill didn't allow him to touch her in any sexual way until he agreed to marry her. Frank had no problem respecting Hannah's wishes, and it didn't even phase him in the slightest, thus being a true gentleman who was capable of controlling his own urges with the help of some suppression medication. In 2003 they were married in the military chapel of the Deutsche Marine land base. A two-week honeymoon within Silkeborg, Denmark would begin a new era within their lives, as they finally and fully bonded to one another.

Frank’s newly wife Hannah conceived during that two-week period but the pregnancy would go unnoticed for quite some time. Upon returning back to Berlin, Frank accepted a job as a recruiter for the Deutsche Marine and for four months worked on land. At six months Hannah showed signs of pregnancy for the first time. It was estimated she was six months pregnant, though physicians were quite unsure of how it was possible she had no previous signs.

Frank was worried what this might mean for the baby, but tests would reveal it was a healthy baby boy, but very small. Hannah was kept in the hospital for a month to ensure everything would go smoothly. During that time, Frank’s position moved to the sea where he decided to man the seas on a fishing boat. In reality and secretively, Frank had accepted a job with the IDDA at the insistence of his commanding officer. His work would allow him to operate by the seas under the guise of an ordinary fisherman for several years. Hannah would join him by the time she was seven months pregnant. One month later, Hannah would give birth to their son. They named him Thunder at the thunderstorm that erupted over the skies at the time of his birth.

Life on the ship was not easy for the small Copiel family. While Hannah cared for Thunder below decks, Frank worked long hours, both for the IDDA and to catch their food. Hannah needed more food to enable more breast milk for their son, and often had vegetables and fruits delivered to the ports they docked at. There was a secret that Frank and Hannah kept between them; the gifts their son had been born with. Just a touch from the tiny infant would heal a wound, and any wounds their son received by accident would heal immediately with no scarring. There was another matter they noticed; every time Thunder was hungry or upset, scared, or anything, a storm would always erupt, or something electrical would malfunction within the ship. Thunder could also touch live wires without getting hurt and seemed quite happy and mesmerized of any electrical current. Frank would often need to stop his work to take out a live wire from Thunder’s mouth lest he choke on it.

Over the next some years, Frank continued his work as the investigator for dangerous activities and brought to justice seven-hundred and fifty individuals responsible for organized crime, terrorism, and drug cartels, just to name a few. During this, he and Hannah educated Thunder with electrokinetic training (it was very difficult), his alphabet with the diphthong and constant pairs, and how to read and write. Frank also taught him aikido, a martial arts he learned at the academy. Despite the work for the IDDA and training/educating Thunder, Frank and Hannah had to deal with Thunder’s mischief. The little boy would toss shoes and apparel over the side of the ship and once clogged up the toilet by tossing in the fish they had caught and stored beneath the decks. Frank had to learn more patience than ever because of Thunder’s adventurous ways, but it did not come easy.

Often the small family took trips to small towns in-between their travels between the North Sea and the Baltic Sea where they purchased supplies and visited galleries, malls, museums and cathedrals. They visited national parks as well and the forests where Thunder would happily scamper up trees, much to Hannah’s disapproval. Frank never seemed to mind it, and he would sometimes join his son in the trees, once he managed to climb up. Thunder was like a little squirrel, or a monkey; Frank was not.

Despite the challenges life presented to him, Frank was very happy. However, by the time Thunder was eight years old they decided to enroll him into the Raamstand München Academy in Munich, Germany where Frank had attended and graduated from. This was because of two reasons; the first being Frank had received a warning their lives could be in danger, the second was because they wanted their son to have a better life. It was considered at first to send the boy to the Americas where Charlone and Eva had moved to just after Frank and Hannah had married, but neither believed that Charlone and Eva were ready to handle a special child at their age; not with the bouts of electrokinesis that would terrify them.

Arrangements were made and they enrolled Thunder into the academy and returned to the sea. Frank resumed his work for the IDDA and launched an investigation of the danger that was mentioned of. During periods of rest the two would visit Thunder in the academy to visit him and to spoil him with what they could. It was in 2012 just after Christmas when they were attacked by the crime-lord Peptin Haologisch with his own little army behind him. Peptin was essentially a half-demon that had power over the current sea area. It was this power that caused the Menietta SSR1 Ship to crash upon rocky crags, thus causing Frank and Hannah to jump into the freezing waters below.

Both lost consciousness and when Frank awoke, he was held within a celled chamber deep beneath the earth. For days Frank waited for one of his captors to come down, but no one did. Nauseated, sick with grief and worry, and having no idea where Hannah was, Frank would often lapse in and out of consciousness. His captors, despite never seeing him, would feed him small amounts of food just to keep him alive. Later on, they probed him for information and it would be the first time he would ever see them face-to-face. For several years they kept Frank as their prisoner, refusing to release him until he gave them information or better, joined them. In all that time, Frank never revealed any information to them and played the poor, dumb fisherman.

It was some years later when his captors had had enough and had beaten him severely in the hopes to kill him off. They dumped Frank on the side of the road in Abinsk, Russia. He was found by the Russian Police and transported to the hospital where he would spend an additional several years recovering from his injuries and overcoming amnesia. Upon recovery he was able to get in touch with his former employer and set up an immediate search for Hannah. When he was released from the hospital, an investigation would tell him that one of his co-workers, Dietre Hamblinford was responsible for giving away the Copiel location upon the seas. Dietre was arrested by the IDDA and placed in maximum security. A questioning later would reveal that Dietre had no information about Hannah. Frank returned to work full-time, mostly to seek for his missing wife.

Frank wanted to get in touch with Thunder, but decided it was best to forgo it in case his enemies were watching. No knowledge was better for the time being, despite how much it all hurt him. At night when he laid down to sleep, he would think of his family, wondering if they were all right, what they were doing. He knew Thunder was safe though, and that was the important thing, but Hannah he was most concerned about because it was unknown whether she was dead or alive, or even if she were being tortured. Frank no longer operated by sea but directly at a base within Abinsk, Russia for the next few years.

Just recently, Frank’s job at the IDDA moved him to Japan where he was to connect with the IDDA base there under the command of Mr. Jiro Satoshi, a well likeable guy and the best commanding officer for the IDDA Frank had ever seen. When things settled in, he sent for his son Thunder Copiel to come live with him. Sadly, he was never able to find Hannah Copiel. Frank believes she is alive out there, somewhere, and being bonded to her, is that reason why he refuses to date another woman or get married.

(I hope I did this right. It's been a while since I've done a bio for myself. I tried to get as much right and connected to Thunder's bio, which I had to make some changes to to fit this one. For some reason the images weren't uploading to the gallery for me, so I used my own urls for the images.)

Thunder sensed someone coming his way. Looking behind him he saw the person making their way through the woods. Strange. Were they following him? He walked on, keeping an eye on the person. As they got closer he recognized them from earlier. It was the same girl he had seen leaving the school at the same time he did. But why would she come into the woods? His gut instinct told him there was something foul about this and while he did not sense anything evil about her, he didn’t sense anything good either.

Should he run or face her? A part of him urged him to get up into the tree as per habit, but there  was something that he needed to know and that was why the girl was there. The last he remembered she was heading in another direction, so why change course and go where he went?

He slipped ahead and seemed to vanish without vanishing, but it was just being able to wander away during any distraction. He’d wait for her and find out what she was up to. Choosing one of the trees, he leaned against it and crossed his arms over his chest and tucked his chin down. With his hood covering his head his face was hidden, but he could still make out everything going on around him. And so he waited.

Thunder is a sixteen year old male who looks human, but is really an elf due to his blood being that of a pure Aleantylar, a race of elves long ago created by the god Corellon to satisfy his loneliness because he and his wife Alona could not have children together. He is the last pure-blood of his kind, but only because Corellon put his own blood into Thunder while he was being conceived. This led to Thunder developing powers like Corellon, but on a lesser degree. As a result, he's sometimes pursued for his healing abilities because he has the power to heal anything from injuries, diseases, to reversing those affected by poisons, venom, or those who have been transformed unwillingly into another creature, and to make others immortal through his blood, (if they get enough of it), as well as revive those who have been killed.

One thing about Thunder's healing abilities, is that if he is near someone who is injured or disease, his healing powers will try to come out on their own, forcing him to inwardly fight against it, so he doesn't expose what he can do. This can lead him to feeling shaky, exhausted, and ill. If he is touched by someone who has one of these, or if he bum[s into a corpse or other remains of a once living creature, his healing powers will come out full force, whether he wants it to or not. He was also born with a second power, that of electrokinesis, which gives him control over anything electrical or to produce it in various forms, as well as different types of lightning and thunderstorms. During an ICS, also known as Irritable Cutozria Syndrome, (which is basically an Aleantylar's heat/reproductive cycle) he accidentally produces massive lightning storms capable of destruction.

Any time Thunder uses his power, his symbol, a lightning bolt will always appear on his forehead and a red aura will appear around him. To tell the difference between which power he's about to use, one should look for the sparkles or glittering inside the aura. If there is a glittering sparkle within the aura he is using his healing power. If there is none, he's using his electrokinesis.

He's skilled in martial arts, particularly Aikido and Kendo and practices them three to four times a week, as well as being an excellent swordsman. Because of his quick reflexes and graceful way of moving about, even when in fight mode, he's a proficient fighter though he tries hard to avoid them if he can. Still, if he needs to he can fight several opponents at once and usually walk away, leaving them knocked out unconscious from his feet and fist blows. Meditating daily helps him stay focused, and he's not above to reading a good book either, especially when he doesn't feel up to doing anything else. He's not a snappy dresser, but he's most comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt/tanktop/sweater. Rarely ever will you see Thunder in shorts and he doesn't often remove his shirt, but sometimes he does if he gets too hot and sweaty. For the most part, he tends to be quiet unless he has something to say, and if you're lucky, you might just hear him sing, which he often doesn't do, because he hates the attention it gets him. Sufficient to say, he could be a famous singer if it wasn't for his shyness and if he wanted to.


Thunder isn't like most omegas, meaning that he's not afraid to treat others like himself, no matter their secondary gender. He's not entirely trusting of most people he first meets, and girls are a definite no-no until he gets to know them better. Not that he's trying to be rude or anything, but his first time experience with girls didn't go too well and it scared him. Add to the fact that many girls always want his number, write him love-letters in school, and to even just try to be near them him puts hm on edge. To be hugged by a new girl will send him bolting.
At the same time, Thunder has this inherent ability to sense when others are in emotional pain, though he cannot heal that. All he can do is try to be supportive in any way he can.

In truth, Thunder doesn't have very many friends, except Flash Michaels, who came to Japan with him and his father. He's been told by Flash to go make more and to stop letting his shyness prevent him from doing that, while Frank Copiel tells him to be extra careful because of his powers. In fact, Frank rarely trusts people when he first meets them, watching them suspiciously and always warning Thunder to never talk about his ability to heal. This can pose some problems for Thunder, who doesn't believe everyone is out to get him for that particular ability, and he hopes that someday his dad will see that. 

I'd like to see Thunder get friends that he can warm up to, not romantically mind you, but as close as brothers or brother and sister if possible, and to overcome his shyness with people, especially girls in general.



Thunder's major enemy would be the god of evil Tutock and his Guardians, but since they've been defeated and Tutock sealed away, he really doesn't have any enemies per se. On the occasion, he might have a rival in a martial arts competition, or someone who might want to use him for his powers for notorious purposes, particularly that of his healing abilities. There may be the occasional person who finds a reason to be jealous or want to dislike him for whatever reason they can, particularly since Thunder attracts others to him by his physical good looks, which really annoys Thunder and makes him quite uncomfortable. A main reason someone would be jealous of him would be because Thunder has something they don't, particularly gracefulness and agility that comes naturally with him.


Thunder is an Aleantylar elf with the Omega gender, which means his "heats" or reproductive cycles if you will totally differ from typical Omegas. Rather than being able to get pregnant, Thunder can impregnate others, but only during times of ICS. Until his ICS calms down or he's tranquilized he becomes very moody and dangerous, or unless he manages to mate. Presently, Thunder is not ready for a romance, but that doesn't mean he can't open up to one with the right person and the right time. The god Corellon would help try to set up a romance between him and a young woman, just because he wants to create the Aleantylar elf race through Thunder, but Thunder as always is quite stubborn and unless he finds a mate, he may just be the last Aleantylar ever. My thoughts were to put him with Flash Michaels, but I am open to other possibilities, once he becomes fully of age. For now, anything would be strictly just friends only. The biggest obstacle to romance would be Thunder's shyness and his inability to currently be attracted to someone. Once he enters into ICS mode, he will find himself being attracted to someone he likes, but this may take time and not be definite.

Once Thunder becomes romantically involved with someone he is committed to them for life and will remain very loyal. The idea of cheating on his mate is something he'd never consider, but if his mate cheated on him it would crush him into a depressive state where he'd probably go revert back to not trusting anyone ever again and the cycle would need to be broken again. He'd be very protective of his mate, especially if they were being harassed by someone or threatened.

But again, Thunder is not yet looking for a mate. He's intent on finishing his studies at school and then deciding what career he wants to pursue through university. He considered being a doctor. Frank would like him to enter the IDDA and become an agent like him, but Thunder knows that whatever he chooses, so long as he's careful, it would be good. Perhaps, someday while in college, he'll meet his fated mate.

"An investigator, huh?" Layla dipped her own wings into the sauce before devouring it, savoring the taste before she swallowed. "What kind of investigative work do you do?" It was probably some kind of Procedural work,  Maybe for a Prefectural Police force.

"Me? Oh, I always come here after a hard day at work. It's my go to place for relaxing and unwinding." Such was true for the blond haired nurse. Though she loved her job, the people she worked with could have been better at their own manners. Same with some of the patients there. There were some she dreaded seeing because they were so awful toward her, that she often wondered why she didn't just shove a pillow in their face. 

A sad sigh escaped Thunder's lips. Maybe he shouldn't have butted his concern for someone who didn't know him. Why couldn't he just mind his own business? If it had been a girl, he would have left them alone immediately, which is something the guy had strongly hinted that he wanted. He wasn't aware of many omegas falling for their mates right away, or even after a while, but them again, he only knew so many himself.

He knew he himself wasn't interested in a mate at all and he wasn't hardpressed to even look for one, though he doubt the guy would even believe him. He picked up a stone and skipped it across the water, watching it until it disappeared. "I'm sorry," he said sincerely. "I shouldn't have caused you anger and I did you an injustice." He then noticed the guy's hand was shaking and frowned even more, concerned for him. "Um... do you like kittens?" he suddenly asked.

Thunder didn't leave, but he did back up a few spaces. A concerned frown turned the corners of his mouth down and his eyes lit up with understanding. Anyone who could not see that this person had been hurt through the heart and soul was blind or ignorant. He didn't know who had done what to cause harm to him, but it made him feel bad. No one had the right to hurt another person and too many took it upon themselves to belittle others they thought weaker than them. He saw it happen often between the three groups of genders, and it infuriated him.

It was all competition to most of them. Who was better, they asked? The truth was, no one. Everyone had their strengths and their weaknesses. It wasn't about the genders themselves, but who you were as a person and how you treated others that counted. To treat another gender as something less than yourself was a prejudiced Thunder would never agree with. And truth be told, if he saw someone doing that, he would tell them immediately.

"I am sorry," he said sincerely. "I know what it's like to want to be alone." He looked back toward the lake, watching the tide drift in and out. "I did not mean to intrude on your privacy time and I'll respect your wishes. I just can't stop thinking of the hurt you have in your eyes, the hurt in your heart. Whoever hurt you like this never deserved you in the first place." He said nothing else, but simply gave the Beta space like he demanded and continued to watch the tide.

Layla almost spit out her drink with a laugh. She could probably guess that it was the latter that caused him to get fired, because who in their right mind would drink on the job? Apparently, this guy. She got her fish from the bartender and dug in right way, savoring the taste with a sensual groan. One would think she hadn't had a good meal in ages.

"An investigator, huh? You mean like FBI, Interpol, CIA, Private, IDDA?" She continued eating, pausing now and then to have a love affair with her food. If there was one thing she could do, it was eat. Thankfully, she had a pretty good metabolism, but she also blamed the fact she barely got to sit down much. At work, it was always running from room to room, sometimes up and down the stairs because Layla hated elevators.

She was rather curious about this investigator job he mentioned. What sort of game was this hide-and-seek? Was he after someone? A criminal? Someone he admired? It sounded both sexy and alarming, and she couldn't tell which at the moment. "I'll take a Negroni too!" she added in to the bartender. Tonight, she was going home drunk.