Hui-Ying "Change" Jinsun

=• Hui-Ying Jinsun •= "As long as monsters have prowled the darkness, brave and desperate mortals have walked out of the protective ring of firelight to pursue those shadows. Some die. Many go mad. But someone else always picks up the candle and steps into the darkness." - The Book of Change

Life is about change. To change is to bring chaos. Thus, life is chaos. Some among the Dragon inspire chaos not just to continue the natural order of things, but to remain strong as well. If man kind wasn't tried every minute of every day then it would get soft, and weak. The more you sweat in peace the less you bleed in war.

Oh, and didn't you hear? Life is just that as well, a war. A war to combat ineptitude, and to weed out the weak so that humanity can thrive instead of just exist. If we are to defeat the things that look to bind and kill us, then we'll need more than just secret societies and back room dealings. No, if we humans are to survive the dark days to come then we need to be powerful in both our ability to fight, and our will to bring light into the dark places. There is no better way to gain such power than to fight amongst ourselves.

This is just what Hui intends to make sure continues to happen, and just what she's been trained to do for the entirety of her life.

It's been a long, hard road through hell for her. One filled with twists, turns, heartache, and pain of all calibers. The end result has created a twisted individual who will stop at nothing to see humanity "remain powerful." Every institution, establishment, company, and person must be pushed to their limits. The dead are to be forgotten.

=• The Serpent Rises •= "We are young, but we have heart, born in this world as it all falls apart. We are strong, but we don't belong, born in this world as it all falls apart." - Young Early Life and the Teen Years

Growing up in the poor section of Shanghai wasn't easy, especially not thanks to the numerous gangs and troubled kids around. But Cho Xiong did what she could for her daughter, which is even more challenging as a single mother in China. For the first several years of Xio's (Hui-Ying's real name,) life, her mother had been around. Day after day she remained at home, waiting for her daughter to arrive back from the day's lessons to sit her down and teach her "The Ways of Change."



Once hitting her thirteenth birthday however, Cho would begin to vanish for long periods of time. Usually it was a few days to a month (being the longest,) and she'd always bring strange people back with her. Most of the time it was men, and they would always aid in teaching something to the young Xio. Some were martial arts masters, others were magicians or arms masters. But all of them stayed longer than they needed to, and when they weren't training young Hui they would give her mother "the attention she needed." Which is rather disgusting when you live in a small, one room apartment roughly the size of a walk in closet.

But it wasn't just the lessons that would prove difficult, it was life in general. Cho was constantly screaming at her daughter, or abusing her over frivolous matters. Even when it came to Christmas when most kids were given stuffed bears, Xio was given daggers and then asked if she wanted to kill herself. The mental wear and tear was great, and until she was much older no words were exchanged on just why Xio had to go through all of this strife. She just knew to do what her mother old her and that was that. Failure would only lead to more pain, and death was far too final for her.

Being a single mother in China during the Cold War was difficult, especially since she was one that didn't work as far as Hui knew. Sure Cho left home frequently on various trips which she refused to talk about, but it didn't seem like she brought much money back. As a result the two of them had very few material items and even less food. Getting three small bowls of white rice was considered a good day, and almost a cause to celebrate. Even the weapons brought for her to train with were provided by her mother's associates, never by herself. Xio never did find out just what happened to her father, her mother would only say that he was a weak and worthless man. It's far from a western life style, but she can't miss what she never had.

Because of the strict schedule she was on, young Hui was never given any time to make friends or mingle with the other children at all. She remembers clearly wanting desperately to walk with some of the other children on her way to and from school, but mother wouldn't approve, and she was -always- watching. So she was forced to keep to herself, unable to make any meaningful bonds and even missing out on the lessons of how to. Cho Xiong insisted that relationships were worthless, ties to others would only hamper Xio's ability to act against or for them. She felt very much alone, and it's a feeling which has stuck with her to this day.

It's not much of a life, but it's all Xio would know for the longest time. It wasn't until her twentieth birthday when her life finally picked up. Mother had already been gone for a month by that time, and a part of her wondered if something could have happened to her. But so what if it did? There were still plenty of people around to help Hui continue training for whatever she was suppose to be preparing for. But on this particular day she was visited by an elderly man whom she did not recognize. He was Japanese which instantly made Xio distrust him, but he seemed to know just what Cho wanted for her daughter. With little other choice, nor any reasons to do something else, Xio would follow this man into the secret world.

=• The Coiling •= "It takes an entire village to educate one child." - African Proverb

Training

From the earliest age, Hui-Ying was scooped up in her mothers arms and taken to a warehouse on the outskirts of the city. It's a vast open concrete area which used to be used to store rice before concerns of it's safety were brought up to the government. So they left it to the homeless, the beaten, and to Cho Xiong. There is where more than half of her childhood would be, training bare foot on top of broken glass, and jagged rocks of concrete.

From an early age she was taught numerous types of martial arts, a few are Taekwondo, Kung Fu, Systema, and Krav Maga. Day in and day out she was beaten by the constant sparing with her mother, the other teachers she brought, or her muscles were worked raw by vigorous work outs. Learning so many arts is a challenge for sure, and after awhile the different forms just began to blur together in her mind, and eventually together in action. But she was never focused on just unarmed styles either (though it's her favorite.) Hui quickly became quite knowledgeable in numerous hand to hand weapons and several fire arms. The latter she never became very good at, but she could hit a target from fifty meters with a rifle and that was good enough.

Up until sixteen her body was trained in only the physical arts, but after that she was force down a more mystical path. Cho Xiong herself was a master of Chaos magic, and she was more than eager to share her terrible secrets with little Xio. Many of the faces of chaos were exposed to her, the disorder, the nothing, and the belief. But since mother focused most exclusively on disorder it would be a form which rubbed off on her daughter.

Day after day the young teen would practice rituals under the eye of many tutors. While not every day was devoted completely to learning the powers of Chaos (as her mother's associates helped her to branch out,) it still encompassed more than ninety percent of her time. Xio would learn how to use her magic in combat, and how to obfuscate herself from the naked eye, and weather any storm if need be. But it's just not enough for mummy dearest.

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