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[Redfren]

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INACTIVE: (Story Ended)
Name: Daniel Smith
Height: 5'11
Weight: 188 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown
Age: 34
Occupation: Supernatural Hunter/hybrid

Known Abilities:
* Improved Physical Strength/Speed/Endurance
(While gifted with impressive physical improvements over a normal man, he is still within the boundaries of human limitations. Equal to or slightly greater than most Olympians.)
* Regeneration/hyper healing
(This ability is a modified version of a troll's regenerative abilities on a much slower scale. While he will recover from most injuries including amputations it can take weeks or even months to do so.)
*Magical/Mental resistance
(Unable to use magical abilities himself or see-through glamour and illusions. He is gifted with impressive magical resistances and mental alteration resistances from outside sources.)
*Improved Vision (night)
(While it is not true night vision, he can see more easily in darkness including pure darkness, and maintains about half of his normal day light vision in darkness.)

Appearance: Daniel has several Hunter tattoos marked across his chest and back and arms which show previous ranks, wars, and hunts of notable reward. Mixed into these tattoos are regular tattoos which conceal the intention of his more valued ones. He has a strong upper body with a good muscle tone. He often sports several days' growth of facial hair and has a tan skin tone.

History:

Daniel Smith's story is not a pleasant one. While he was still an infant he was taken from his biological parents and turned over to a top-secret government organization designed to train and empower humans with the abilities and skills necessary to fight back against the ever-growing presence of the Supernatural.

As an infant Daniels was genetically modified with a variety of serums, experimental drugs, and supernatural DNA. As a result of these experiments more than four hundred children lost their lives the very few who survived were notably stronger, faster, and had other unnatural abilities which set them apart from their fellow man.

Trained and raised in a closed environment Daniels was educated and instructed in multiple fighting techniques and weapon training, as well as other heavy physical activities which made him conditioned for physical combat. Additionally, the school was done with private instructors left absolutely no room for failure.

He and the other children were constantly monitored and watched for abnormalities. One such child began to show outward signs of werecreature-like changes. Immediately he was pulled from the group and taken into what the kids referred to as the hall. Any who entered the hall were never seen again. This conditioning would continue until he was sixteen years of age.

By that point in his life, full life and death, combat trials were conducted against actual soldiers, and failure led to the hall each and every time. They did not fail, they were not allowed to fail, and they were trained and conditioned from the start to believe that failure was not an option and came with dire consequences.

Between the ages of 16 – 18, he was trained in all knowledge pertaining to supernatural creatures. While this knowledge was limited and some of it was theory at no point did fictional concepts enter their mind. They were not permitted to watch television. Books were monitored, the interaction they had with others was monitored, and everything they did was designed to make them ruthless effective killing machines, genetically modified to do exactly that. So, hearing someone talk about a monster in their classroom didn't lead to laughter it led to twenty children taking notes and sitting up.

At the age of 18 Daniels along with the other children was finally introduced to the world, which was extremely overwhelming. They were talking to another instructor who would teach them the art of blending in, lying, and all about society and the popular cultural behaviors of the times. This included everything from basic conversations to how they performed sex. Which like everything else was monitored and educated. Rather than allowing it to be a natural thing.

At the age of 21 after countless hours spent learning about the world and the people in it. They were given their first mission. Many did not survive; the goal was to strike a vampire nest and eradicate all of them. From there using everything he was taught plus impressive weaponry Daniels was sent on assignment after assignment to capture, kill and destroy supernatural creatures. Everything from werewolves to fae and ghosts.

Daniels had developed some very unhealthy patterns of behaviors, but none were stronger than his prejudice and open hatred for the supernatural, which bordered on sadistic war crimes. If one could think of it, he had done it at some point without regard for their life or their feelings.

Over the years Daniels realized that he was bi-sexual but never felt a draw to relationships or long-term entanglements. In his line of work, which was often referred to as a Hunter, he had no time for such things. However, he did not view women any differently than he viewed men and when performing his hunts, he was more than willing to be with either or others. It made little difference to him and that likely had to do a lot with his conditioning as failure was not an option and he had to be willing to do anything in order to complete his task.

 

[Redfren]

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Name: Pyrros Solon (Ro – ROE)
Height: 6'3
Weight: 264 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown (Near Black)
Age: 27
Race: Demi-God
Pantheon: Ares
Abilities: Heightened Senses (Hearing, Smell, Sight.), Superhuman Strength, Increased Reflexes, Improved Stamina, Increased Healing, and Slower Aging.

Appearance: Pyrros has Long deep brown hair and a very well-built muscled body. He has a stern face, and his Greek bloodline shows in the color of his skin. He keeps his facial hair cut low but prefers to maintain some at all times. His dark gaze can often come off as threatening or intimidating and will openly lead to violence most of the time if he stares at someone too long.

History:

Ro was born with the sole purpose of waging war and winning it. His childhood was brutal, hard, and unrelenting. From the moment he was born he was trained to be strong. In order to drink as a baby, he was trained to lift up a bottle. When he could walk his food was placed far from him, forcing him to move to it. He was put in a pit when he could run and trained to fight. If he lost, he was punished and did not eat. There was no love in this man's life. There was no friendship, there was only the mission. There Was Only the War!

Because of Ro's upbringing, he was incredibly short-tempered. Combined with his pantheon and father Ares. Ro was and is very violent. He encourages violence in others and is brutally effective at it. He has an incredibly low tolerance for people and cannot stand humans.

He has no father figure to speak of, nor does he know his mother as he was taken from her at birth. Ro dislikes humanity so much that he spends more time behind the veil than most people ever would. He openly tries to avoid interacting with humans and when he does, he looks like a madman prepared to fight and or start a fight.

Ro has no fear of death and is unsure of his actual age. He is aware that like all demi-gods he ages slower but believes he is in his mid-twenties. He does not concern himself with it because he strives to die in battle. Additionally, he believes that when his life ends Ares his father will rise him up and take him to the eternal war as one of his loyal soldiers.

What experience he does have with women has ended badly each and every time. Ro is violent and this aspect of his personality extends to every part of his life, including any relationships he has attempted to have. His dislike for humans has openly caused him to keep his distance from them including their women. While he has had relations with women before he has never been drawn to it nor does he care for it. All he has known is war, but he is not foolish enough to ignore the wisdom of others. Especially their tactics. He is often referred to as a cannon. Point, shoot, and wait for the damage. Because of this most strategies and battle plans are made and prepared by others who have a better mind for it.

Despite his violent nature Ro is not sadistic and has no interest in brutally torturing or prolonging the suffering of others. He is however quite cruel at times and very forward when speaking. He almost always sounds like he is angry or upset. Ro's body requires no additional work to maintain its pristine conditions. Aside from the standard gifts of demi-gods, Ro has been blessed with superhuman strength, improved reflexes, and stamina. These are directly provided by his father Ares and are unique to the sons of Ares. Ro is not afraid of using his strength to make a point but does respect the veil and has not broken it if only to avoid the eyes of the Gods and their guardians.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Sebastian Williams
Race: Human
Hair: Dark Brown
Height: 6'2
Weight: 185lbs
Eyes: Brown
Age: 41

Personality: Sebastian can come off aloof at times. He views the logic of things but has little interest in people. His desire to control was contained by his family, friends, and his schooling. Focused on Conjuration. However, he can be quite controlling with others. Sebastian does not like to involve himself in matters that do not directly involve him.

Appearance: Sebastian is a well-groomed, well-built man. As most mages of Conjuration are physically stronger than others this reflects in his consistent need to stay in shape. While he is not obsessed with working out, he does make a habit of doing so regularly.

History:

Sebastian was raised in a loving home. His father was an alchemist, and his mother was a conjuration mage. While they were not extremely wealthy, their financial situation had limits. They truly felt that their future rested with their son. The eldest of two children, his sister Tasha was rebellious and ran away from the family choosing to live on the streets and avoid responsibility. She is considered the black sheep of the family and does not get along well with Sebastian.

Given a good life when it came time for schooling, Sebastian was sent to a private school to learn Conjuration magic. He excelled in this and much of that was because of his desire to control things around him. Summoning servants came naturally to Sebastian. While he was not inherently cruel, he also did not harbor unrealistic tenderness for magical summons.

Sebastian had several lovers throughout the years, but it wasn't until he met a true submissive that he found his calling. Learning all he could about S&M he quickly moved past this and studied BDSM, finding it more to his liking. Finding women who could sate his needs was not a problem. However, he always found himself wanting more. Needed more from a relationship and because of that did not stay in them long enough to form any meaningful bonds.

After finishing School, he became an instructor for Conjuration magic as well. But when Vanderson University called saying they had an opening he dropped everything and rushed at the opportunity to work for one of the most prestige magic schools in the country. Sebastian is a fair but no-nonsense kind of teacher. There was nothing particular about his course that students found challenging if they applied themselves. However, he was not known for providing additional assistance and allowed students to work with each other in order to study and make up for lacking areas. He has been friendly with the staff but mostly keeps this professional as well.

Sabastian was given the chance to live on campus but declined the opportunity choosing instead to live in town. He was by no means a rich man, but the school paid him considerably well putting his lifestyle well above average. However, his long work hours and stressful weeks made his money seem pointless at times.

Sabastian's father's name is Marcus, he is 67 years of age.
Sabastian's mother's name is Heather, she is 58 years old.
Sabastian's sister is Tasha, she is 31 years old.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Dmitri Tristram
Height: 6'1
Weight: 181 lbs.,
Age: 71
Age Appearance: 23
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: White
Race: Vampire (Caitiff/Clanless)
Generation: 10th

Abilities: (Based on VtM)
Protean - **
Celerity - ***
Dominate - **

Appearance: Dmitri has a dark gothic-like appearance. While well-built he is not a muscular man. Long white hair trails down his back and past his shoulders. Dark makeup covers his eyes maintaining his gothic-like appearance. He typically paints his nails black and wears outfits that are reminiscent of the Victorian Age. He has fair skin, but with his embrace, he has become almost sickly pale. He also has a slight chill to his skin.

History:

Born on July 1st​, 1951, Dmitri's life was not an easy one. His mother and father immigrated from Greece in hopes of finding work and living the American dream. Instead, they found themselves assaulted by racism, hatred and angry American's tired of foreigners taking their jobs. Frustrated Dmitri's father worked himself to death in a factory. Unable to actually get the job, he worked for scraps as part of a day labor initiative set forth by the state of New York.

His mother was left with little choice and did what she had to in order to put food on the table, and began selling herself in order to make ends meet. While birth control had just been created in this era it was extremely expensive and highly experimental and because of that Dmitri ended up with two siblings born to different fathers. This became obvious when their blond hair was lost, and their skin tone changed. His mother died when Dmitri reached the age of 16. Though the reason for her death was never known to him. His half-siblings were taken into foster care however he was given an out by joining the military which he quickly did.

By this time the Vietnam War was in full swing and they were willing to take anyone they didn't have to draft. In this War, Dmitri served two terms of service as a standard infantryman with little hope of survival or promotion. When his contract came up, he immediately accepted it and left the military. Lacking skills and now hated by many of the people he fought to protect for his involvement in the war, Dmitri quickly became a bitter and angry man, turning to the drink for solace.

It was during one of the drunken nights that he encountered the sire that would soon change his life forever. Dmitri had promised himself he would do better than his father but in the end, he ended up at the same factory doing the same slave labor for nickels and dimes. While at a local watering hole he encountered a man by the name of Edgar Wright. Edgar was clearly not from the area because he was dressed nicely and moved with a professionalism that no one had in the slums.

Edgar spoke with Dmitri multiple times after that, promising him a new life, a better life. The two quickly became friends but there was always something about Edgar that just seemed off to Dmitri. After nearly a year of association, Edgar embraced Dmitri and turned him into a creature of the night. However, all did not go as expected.

Dmitri did not inherit the disciplines of his sire, nor did he feel any particular need to do the bidding of his sire. Edgar quickly realized that the embrace had failed and that Dmitri was Caitiff. Without hesitation, he attempted to kill Dmitri. However, unaware of how his powers truly worked he suddenly grew claws to defend himself and to his surprise, these were impressively effective at harming his would be sire. After only a few minutes he watched in relief as the man that made him a creature of the night sparked with embers and turned into a pile of dust.

From there Dmitri set out to find out who he was and what he was. He knew he was a vampire of the night, but based on what Edgar had said he was anything but normal. After years of encountering others and fighting for his life, Dmitri finally realized what he was and how the rest of the world saw him. An outcast in life and now an outcast in this unlife. Still, he had hope that someone would accept him, and his story starts there. 71 years after his birth, though his body stopped aging at the young age of 23.

 

[Redfren]

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Name: Scott Harris
Hair: Brown
Height: 6'1
Weight: 178 lbs.
Eyes: Blue
Age: 44

Personality: Scott is a professional work drone. His personality reflects this greatly, always trying to find the right thing to say at the right moment. Behind closed doors, Scott can be quite rude. Often even getting belligerent with others. In many ways, he has two personalities, one which is public and one which is private.

Appearance: Considered to be quite attractive by some. He has an overnight shadow or a trimmed beard that runs down the line of his jaw. His stunning blue eyes often stand out on his face and he has a slight tan. His deep rich professional voice lacks any accent but does have a baritone that some find relaxing. Scott is in good shape but far from a muscular man, jogging in order to keep up with his personal health but nothing beyond this. He keeps his hair shorter and is often seen dressed in suits because of how often he works.

History:

Scott's life was not an easy one. At the age of six, his mother and father died tragically in a car accident. It was winter and was determined at that time that the icy roads were at fault. After this, he moved in with his grandfather.

His grandfather was a simple man and preferred to live a simple life, but he loved his grandson deeply. Trying to provide the best life that he could. Scott's parent's life insurance was signed over to him at the age of 18. Prior to this small checks were sent to aid in his raising.

Scott excelled in school and had a particular interest in computers and all things involving them. He found it easier to read when using a computer, easier to focus, and overall just a more enjoyable experience. He was never fond of outdoor activities and his camping trips with his grandfather were the worst experiences of his life.

He had no real memorable friends in his younger years and was quick to anger when pulled away from a task he enjoyed. He did well in school but did not become top of his class. He was often considered a loner or dork and thankfully left alone because of it.

After high school, Scott set his sights on college and started frantically looking for a technical college that could help him reach his goals. Which at that time was to work on computers for a living. This eventually led him to apply for a scholarship at Keiser University when he began his schooling.

College was a far different experience for Scott, his once dorky nature was now seen as an attractive quality to have. Additionally, he excelled at his computer courses and continued to do so until eventually reaching his Master's Degree in coding and script. During his college years, he did have several romantic relationships but often placed his school and his career first and avoided long-term entanglements.

He maintained contact with his grandfather and this relationship was good by all standards. Years after he finished college. He found himself working at a respectable company but mostly from home unless he was required to go in. Much of his time was spent alone or in meetings on Zoom. His life had become boring, and he was what many would consider a worker drone.

He meticulously planned out his days from the moment he got up to the moment he went to sleep and was unconcerned with socializing with others at all. That all came crashing down when an unfortunate accident occurred that he was partially responsible for.

Driving home from the office. Scott had rolled the windows down in the car and turned the music up a little. As he drove, he suddenly had a sneezing fit, not once but three times did he sneeze hard behind the wheel. This caused him to swerve into the opposing lane and attempting to avoid a collision the other vehicle veered too hard and crashed. The occupants died on impact.

This turn of events devastated Scott, and he immediately took time off work. Dealing with the legal situation was even harder. Scott himself had planned to plead guilty to negligence behind the wheel. But his lawyers assured Scott that this was not his fault and with careful maneuvering not only managed to avoid any legal issues from tarnishing Scott's record but also showed that they were at fault because of not only how fast they were traveling but other aspects.

Scott himself could not shake the image of them, however, and this sent him down a dark road quickly. He began drinking and letting himself go. Finally, as his vacation time was nearly used up his grandfather invited him down to spend time with him. Which helped Scott find himself again. His grandfather was a kind and understanding man and was good at directing Scott and getting him back on track.

Shortly after this Scott received a phone call informing him that his grandfather had passed away. He quickly dealt with the legal matters and burial services. Most of the properties owned by his grandfather were not worth much and while he was not in debt, repairing and rebuilding his home was not cost-effective. Much of his grandfather's properties were sold or auctioned or given to charities. There was one problem left to deal with and that was his cabin. It sat on a respectable amount of land. But outside of a hunting lodge, the land wasn't good for much. When he attempted to include the cabin in the sale it was rejected and he was told that he would need to inspect it personally if he wanted to sell it or he could let it foreclose and get taken by the state.

Packing his things Scott decided that a weekend away from the city wasn't the worst thing in the world and headed to the cabin. It was so far off the grid that he considered investing in a satellite phone. It is in this inspection of the cabin that his story truly started.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Conner Archer
Hair: Dark Brown
Height: 6'
Weight: 189 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Age: 36

Personality: Conner very much embodies the idea of an alpha male. His aggressive nature, deep voice, and no-nonsense attitude are off-putting and that's exactly how he likes it. Often he can come off as arrogant, aggressive, and demanding. There is also a clear indication that the man is dangerous.

Appearance: Conner has two sleeve tattoos down his arms. Additionally his upper chest and top back have tattoos as well which match the pattern on his arms. He will typically have a well-groomed beard and an undercut. Conner is well-built and in good shape defined and well-muscled. He lacks body hair of any kind and shaves under his arms.

History:

Conner had a very hard childhood. Abused by his father he bore witness to unspeakable assaults on his mother daily. Failing in school and struggling at home he did the only thing he knew how to do and looked to the streets. It's here he began to find his way in life. Conner's ability even as a child to go the extra mile without remorse was not only something he was praised for but a trait that was openly encouraged and nourished.

Near his sixteenth birthday, his father stopped beating on him completely and actively avoided him. For a while, Conner assumed this was because the man finally saw him as the dangerous person he had become. However, it was far more devious than this. Members of his local gang had threatened him and warned him that if he laid one more hand on Conner they would remove it.

On his eighteenth birthday, Conner received a call informing him that his mother had been hospitalized and required intensive care. Without delay, Conner went to speak with his father about this. While what happened is unknown, it is widely believed that Conner killed his father and disposed of the body though authorities were never able to prove this. His mother died two weeks later hospital-bound.

Conner continued to grow within the ranks of his gang, and eventually, he was moved to collections. He excelled so much at this, that when he was able to have a club signed over. They gave it to him under the promise that he would use it to further the gang's objective. What they didn't expect is that this single action would change everything in a matter of a few short years.

Solidifying his power, he continued to grow in wealth and strength and eventually moved to take over the family itself. Conner was exactly what they made him be. Brutal, relentless, and without a drop of mercy. One after another were forced to bend their knee or die for their failure to do so. Since that time Conner has controlled and run the entire family. Additionally, his base of operations is his club The Rising Phoenix.



Name: Jett Maxwell
Hair: Black
Height: 5'10
Weight: 193 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Age: 24

Personality: Jett can be obsessive and controlling. Often his possessive nature comes off as aggression and he is quick to fight because of it. He is fiercely loyal but does not ignore his inner voice and feels as if it has never been wrong yet.

Appearance: Jett has an angular face with light olive-colored skin. He's extremely well-built and focuses quite a large amount of his time on his physical health and fitness. His muscled body clearly reflects his obsessive nature.

History:

Jett had a solid foundation growing up. Loving parents that tended to his needs and supported his goals. He rarely wanted anything and his siblings, which included his younger brother and his older sister, were equally treated well. In many ways' Jett had the American family that many would dream of.

Despite this, he struggled with academics. However, he was able to quickly find a solution and invested himself fully in weightlifting and sports. This aided him in coasting through high school. During that time Jett had already shown signs of destructive and obsessive disorders. While ignored he was tested several times for steroid use both by the school and the local sports team. Both of which came back negative.

After High school, Jett intended to attend college and proceed with a future that he hoped would eventually lead him to a gym trainer or personal trainer. However, life would not be so kind to him. His problems started when he noticed his older sister hanging around some older men. While it looked like they had money, he couldn't help but notice how dangerous they were. They had a way about them that suggested there was more there than a simple money grab.

A few months after this he saw one of these men strike her and his life changed forever after. Immediately he attacked the man and being as proud of his strength as he was, and not being half bad at fighting. He took the man down quickly. His sister panicked explaining that he didn't know what he was doing. But Jett was determined and continued to fight. Two men later, the fourth one finally drew a weapon. Instead of ending his life, they inducted him into the family business.

Originally Jett was taken along as a type of enforcer. Someone to make sure that no one did what he did to the men that he worked for. Over the next few years though, Jett was not only able to prove himself but actually join this family as what many would refer to as a made man. His fearless personality was only matched by his willingness to take a life and follow orders without question.

Eventually, Jett was given control of a small group of ten members in total. At the young age of 24, he had finally become a captain of his own family. He still answered the higher ups but when it came to business and making money. He was the boss, and unless he couldn't pay his shares to the family no one cared how he got it.

He started with collection rackets. Laundering, and eventually moved into prostitution and even drugs for a while. Jett had his fingers in everything, and the locals mostly knew who he was and what he was about. Things started to change, however, and more and more people stopped paying. Running and ducking him at every turn. This led to him finding out that a young woman was the source of his problems. Intentionally interfering with his business and helping these marks escape. Something had to be done and this time he was going to personally handle it.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Kenneth Fox
Race: Demi-God, Semi-Removed 4th​ down
Hair: Blond
Height: 6'2
Weight: 210 lbs.
Eyes: Blue
Age: 26
Personality: Kenneth is a roguish almost playful person. He doesn't like to take things seriously and often has a knowing grin on his lips. His personality can switch to one of extreme danger when threatened but otherwise, he is an adventurous soul and seeks out new things.

Appearance: Kenneth has beautiful blond hair left messy atop his head, he is typically clean-shaven or has overnight shadow but never allows it to grow beyond this. He's extremely strong and built really well for a man so nimble and quick on his feet. His blue eyes always seem like they are searching for something that is lost.

Abilities: Kenneth has the ability to turn water to ice, with it he can shape that water but he must have water to do it. Kenneth can breathe underwater and move much faster than he should be allowed to. (Aqua man similarity) Kenneth is remarkably strong and heals much more quickly than normal people do but can still die and be wounded.

History:

Kenneth Fox was born to unknown parents and dropped at a local church then taken to an orphanage as a child. He was raised for five years under the iron whip of religious upbringing before he was adopted by the Cobblestone family. They refused to give them their last name but treated him like a son. Minor nobles to England he was not spoiled but educated in the civil arts and combat. Later in life, he was forced to join the military and did so readily, always keeping his eyes on the horizon for something new.

Through his constant fighting with pirates and the various wars, Kenneth perfected the art of combat but his eyes never left the horizon whenever he got a chance. He was drawn to water and one day he drowns at sea. So, they thought. However, unlike the other members of the crew, Kenneth strived under the water, breathing and swimming at speeds unheard of. Afraid of his newfound powers he returned to the shores pretending to be washed up but alive he even learned to chill the water around him.

Released from his service with distinguished honors he was given a small ship and made way for the open waters in search of that treasure he longed to find.



Name: Tomas White
Height: 6'3
Weight: 189 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Age: 35

Appearance: Tomas is an MMA-trained fighter, and because of this is in incredibly good shape. He does have a tattoo under his left bicep of AA, though its meaning is unknown to those who see it. He has a deep voice and often has an overnight shadow or a day or two worth of hair growth on his chiseled jawline.

History:

Tomas White was born wealthy. His father was a stock trader, and his mother was a dentist. He was an only child in a loving house with loving parents that doted on him. He was given a private schooling upbringing and excelled in school.

He was encouraged to take sports and stay healthy and wanted for nothing. Being popular in school made little sense to him and because of that, he was seen as a snob. This was because he knew right away High School was temporary and wouldn't last so he didn't try to do what most children do during this time. Which is learning, having fun, meeting others, and interacting. No, Tomas believed that life started in college and wouldn't slow down till he got there.

During his graduation from High School as he walked to the honors stage. His father suddenly fell from his chair and was rushed to the emergency room. He died several hours later from a blood clot in his heart. This would be the first tragedy to befall Tomas in his life. The loss of his father led his mother down a dark road. She quickly sought out a new lover to help ease the pain and this took her into quick abusive and dangerous relationships. Eventually, she quit her practice and just vanished one night. Because of his age at the time 21, everything was turned over to Tomas and after six years of searching, she was determined to be dead with an unsolved case number slapped across the file.

Tomas immediately inherited his father's Stock Portfolio and his mother's dental practice. Refusing to give in. He continued his college until he was able to finish dental school. Having no real skill for stock numbers. Closing his father's accounts, he refocused the money on his dental clinic. This quickly became self-sufficient, and he no longer needed to do anything other than sit back and collect money for it. He opened three more offices across the state and was starting to look outward before he found a new hobby.

BDSM took Tomas by storm. He signed up to the classes and, like all students, was required to be submissive to start. Almost immediately they realized that Tomas was a Dominant and switched him into that class. He excelled and loved every moment of it. One of the largest problems was that people who didn't have an open mind wouldn't do well in this lifestyle. However, college was all about sexual expression and exploration. Tomas had no problem with another person's sexual preferences or orientation, he knew what he was and that was all that mattered to him. He continued to practice and study this even taking several submissives himself over the next few years.

The AA tattoo under his left arm was for his mother and father. Angela and Alex White.

 

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Name: Victor Nightshade
Height: 6'1
Weight: 193lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown, short, Spiked, and wild
Age: 25

Appearance: Victor has a very attractive, well-built body. A deep voice like a smoker might have yelled too much. There is an air of authority that surrounds this dark and brooding man, typically he has an overnight shadow a few days old.

Depending on what he is doing his outfits can range from nice suits to simple T-shirts or turtlenecks, it really depends on the activity, but his range of clothing is vastly different from one day to the next.

History

Born with Dark Magic, his mother quickly hid him from the world moving deep into the forest of Canada. Knowing full well, his life was in danger and would remain so for the rest of his days. His mother hid him from even his father. Eventually self-schooling the child and keeping him secluded from others. Because of this, he tends to lack social skills that most others have.

At the age of ten, she hired a professional instructor to teach him to defend himself. She was unaware this man was a retired assassin who trained him to be just that. This harsh and brutal training would continue until he was 19 when he was sent for his first kill out into the world at large. Immediately the council caught wind of a dark user who had past childhood, sending their strongest to defeat him after a struggle and nasty battle he was subdued.

At this point, he was given the option to work for the council or be killed there on the spot. He agreed to work with them, particularly because his mother was threatened with hiding a dark user for so many years.

Since that time Victor has taken on well over twenty kill missions, but this last one would be the one that changed everything. A light user who has past the age of childhood and hidden away herself. The job sounded easy enough, but something told him it would be anything but.

 

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Name: Jack Douglas
Height: 6'2
Weight: 178 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark Brown
Age: 24

Appearance: Jack is a jeans and flannel kind of guy; he often sports overnight shadow, as he's not a fan of shaving. He has mostly an athletic build with some muscle tone from his walking and hiking or jogging. From an outside perspective, he's a very typical-looking man, his voice isn't unpleasant but isn't deep either.

History:

Jack's childhood was a brutal one. He was often bullied in school and punished at home, both his mother and father were aggressive. Often reminding him how hard they had to work in order to pay for his school and eventually his college. When that wasn't happening, they struck him with belts or fists. Especially if he came home bruised or crying because of what was happening at school.

He was an only child, and this too was blamed on him. They often told him if they didn't have such a worthless son, they could afford to have more children. His father, also named Jack, was quite a bit older than his mother Sally. Almost a full twenty years in age difference. As he got older and older, he joined track in school in hopes this would give him a chance at education in college away from his parents.

Eventually, he stood up to his father at 17 years of age and won that argument and fight by pushing him down and balling his fist. After that, the two kicked him out and any chance he had of getting their assistance for schooling was shot out the window. He worked hard as a part-timer for road work. His track record paid off and he was allowed to join a respectable college. Jack had never been with a woman in high school though more than a few attempted this he simply wasn't interested his only focus was work and college and he would not let a woman come between him and his goals.

That all changed in college when he met her. She was different, she watched him on track and spoke to him with kindness, and there was no disgust or anger in her eyes. From then on, he watched her move through the school, go to her classes, and more. He aligned his life to interact with her own and even dated a few women that looked like her, but they didn't work. They were not her and could never be her. Abuse quickly followed until they left him. It didn't matter she was everything to him.

He knew that she was watching him, she saw him just like he saw her. Small glances around the room lingered on him a bit longer than others. That quirky grin she gave was made for him alone. When school finished, he left early in order to follow her. He watched as she started working on educating children. It suited her, he could imagine their life with several children. He needed her and it wouldn't be much longer before he made her his.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Alexander Wilder (Alex)
Height: 6'4
Weight: 212 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Age: 29 (True Age: 46)

Appearance: Alex has an almost overtly large build. His tone and body definition are on par with most bodybuilders despite his lack of working out. Typically, he has an overnight shadow or a day's worth of hair growth on his square jawline. His deep dark brown eyes can at times be intimidating as he will glare or gaze at something with a wolf's ferocity. Additionally, Alex lacks outside friends because of his commanding presence and deep disciplined voice.

History:

Alexander Wilder was born to Douglas and Mary Wilder. Both pure-blooded werewolves raised him with the love and care that any parent could give. From a young age, Alex was trained to control his wolf, more than this though his wolf was trained to find a balance between his humanity and his animalistic side. Alex excelled at this and by the age of 14, he was taking on his war form. A surprise to his mother Mary who never was able to take her war form.

Like most children, Alex attended school though was kept out of public schools and instead learned online and with other werewolf children. Even back then Alex was quick to fight and learned how to control a group. While high school often formed mini packs few would or could ignore just how powerful Alexander's group became. While many referred to them as the jarheads or the jocks the truth was, they were just ready for a fight and often did a lot of training to strengthen their wolves.

When high school finished Alexander received permission from his pack Alpha to attend public college and did just that. Reaching out to Dixie College and enrolling to become a veterinarian. For the next eight years, Alex attended school in order to graduate with his Doctorate in Veterinarian Medicine, (DVM). During this time, he lived a typical college life but spent most of his time studying and taking his schooling very seriously. He was required to check in with his pack weekly and never missed a single check-in.

Popular with the young ladies of college because of his natural build and athleticism he quickly found himself becoming arrogant when dealing with humans and females in general. He was also quick to get into a fight and never hesitated to take the first punch which landed him in trouble not only with his pack but with his school. His fighting had become so bad that he was harshly disciplined by his pack Alpha more than once who threatened that if he did not stop, he would be required to return home and forgo his college.

During this part of Alexander's life, he made no attempts to move up in the ranks of the pack. Few were willing to challenge him because they knew he had mastered his war form, however, as they waited for his challenge it never came. As a result, he was nicknamed the human lover and more often than not ignored by the pack. Especially when it came to pack women. While humans who were trusted enough could be brought into the pack to live as the spouses of their mates. This was also something Alex never did or attempted. Most of these years many assumed that Alex did not desire to be a wolf.

As his graduation came to pass, Alexander's father Douglas, who had been 3rd​ in command was lost on a mission to explore the mountains and find the stray wolf who had been causing havoc with the humans. As days turned into weeks, and weeks turned into months. A search party was finally set up to go find them. Four in total were lost and as much as Alexander requested to go, he was denied for more experienced wolves.

It was discovered that the first group which included Alexander's father was ambushed and attacked by a Hunter. Not some human hunter but one that specialized in hunting the supernatural. This hunter was never found but the bodies of everyone who went were. His mother Mary, who is still alive to this day, never recovered and retired from the pack life preferring to live alone.

Alex, who specialized in dangerous animals for his veterinarian skills quickly began to move up the ranks of the pack. Within months he was third in command and showing signs of moving up even further. In a bold move the Pack Alpha challenged Alex to a duel realizing that it was only a matter of time before he came for the position. To everyone's shock Alex didn't just beat the pack Alpha, he destroyed him leaving the man paralyzed from the waist down. Once his position in the pack was established, he went before the Marok to receive his official status. He's been in control of the Colorado Wolves ever since.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Lucas Williams
Height: 6'2
Weight: 184 lbs.
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown (Some Gray)
Age: 45

Appearance: Lucas is well built, with a reasonably athletic body. He typically has some overnight shadow that covers his strong jawline. His piercing blue eyes can often make it appear as if he is friendlier than he otherwise might be.

History:

Lucas Williams was born to Alexander and Lisa Williams. He was an only child born into a life of wealth. Being the only child Lisa, his mother doted on him quite a lot. His father set forth a plan that he felt would give Lucas the greatest chance for success.

Childhood for Lucas was often referred to as a child with a silver spoon. He was afforded the best private schools and at-home instructors' money could buy. In addition to this, he was educated in piano.

Alexander was considered by most as a tycoon. His beliefs found him working and being the sole provider for the family. At the same time, his wife Lisa stayed home and went about her own affairs. Alexander's primary income came from a multitude of properties he acquired. From a very young age, he realized that the value of land continued to grow and made it his personal mission to acquire as much of it as possible. Once he had it, he waited for the market to fluctuate and when the value favored him, he would sell them. This mindset would eventually lead to him buying houses, quickly repairing them, and placing them back on the market at a higher price than he purchased them for.

During his younger years, Lucas made many friends and was often seen associating with others without difficulty. During high school, and before Lucas showed little to no interest in women and instead listened to his father about focusing on school. The statement, "Life doesn't start till college." It was a motto he followed.

Lucas Williams attended college at Duke University, in Durham, North Carolina. His focus during this time was Property Management and other project management programs. It was during this time that Lucas began to show interest in women and take dating more seriously. However, college came with its own set of problems. Mostly because of his wealth and slight ignorance of the struggles of others.

Alexander, father to Lucas would be laid to rest at the age of 82. In his will he left Lucas with all of his estates and other properties with a single condition. That his mother Lisa be taken care of and have all her needs met without complaint. Which Lucas obliged. Lisa, being 71 years of age, passed away within one year of Alexander's passing.

It wasn't until after finishing college and dealing with the properties that were left to him that Lucas was introduced to the mysterious cult, known only as the cult of ecstasy. It was at this point in Lucas's life that he found purpose and began to explore everything available to him. Within a few short years, Lucas had started to really make a name for himself within the cult. He even provided property where they could place their lodge. Since this time Lucas has been deeply rooted within the mysterious workings of the Cult of Ecstasy.

 

[Redfren]

Name: Daniel
Height: 6'1
Weight: 191 lbs.
Eyes: Dark Brown
Hair: Brown
Age: 32 (Unknown true age.)

Appearance: Daniel has a well-sculpted body, which is defined and mostly hairless. He typically has a deep well-groomed beard kept close to the face. A defining feature is the tattoo on his upper left chest.

History:

Daniel, like most of the angelic hosts, fell from grace when Morningstar fell. For centuries he toiled in the depths of hell waiting for the day he could free himself from the accursed place.

As the gates opened and the war for human souls began, Daniel was one of the first to leave the fire depths and return to the earth. Like many of his kind, he became lost in the pleasures of earthly delights. Soon, however, that would change and Daniel received a sharp reminder of why he was there.

Led by an unholy host of angelic beings, Daniel quickly rose through the ranks of its warriors. Egar to take on the fight with those who had come to prevent the rising of his lord.

Battling for his very right to exist Daniel fought relentlessly to avoid being sent back to the underworld. His hatred for the Angelic order is only overshadowed by his hatred for the Demonic kind.

Daniel battled for decades against both the angels that had come and the demons that had started to rise. He showed little to no mercy for the humans caught in the middle.

The veil protected his angelic nature from the humans but his disgust with them only grew as he began to learn that they themselves were performing rituals to call on demons for aid. In situations like this Daniel was merciless in his pursuit to execute them in the most brutal ways possible.

Daniel was not alone in his fight and certainly wasn't a leader among his kind. However, unlike some of the others, Daniel found it almost easy to live among the humans seeking out their dens of depravity and sin. Fondly earning him the nickname The Sinner.


Name: Dominick Montiglio
Height: 6'0
Weight: 176 lbs.
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Raven
Age: 23

Appearance: Dominick is well-built and considered quite handsome by most. He typically sports a faded beard with a stronger goatee. His dark hair is long and runs just slightly past his shoulders. Dominick has a faint accent that sounds Italian which matches his tan skin tone.

History:

Dominick was raised in a wealthy and loving environment at the beginning of his life. His father doted on him, and his mother cherished him. Nannies were hired to tend to his needs when they were away and all through his grade school, he felt like the most special child to have ever been born.

In Jr. high and high school, that changed. At first, it started with small arguments. His father worked late, and his mother got upset. Then it started to get worse. His mother would throw dishes and cry, drinking herself to sleep. His father would be gone days on end without calling home or checking on them. During this time, Dominick had seen his father raise a hand to his mother a few times, but it was never anything too serious, a shove, or a quick slap. Nothing could have prepared him for what happened next, however.

During his high school years. Dominick's mother became more vocal with his father. Even slapping him at times. His once-happy life started to dwindle after that. The fighting never seemed to end, and it was getting increasingly violent with each fight they had. Near the end of their fights, Dominick recalled his mother finally threatening his father. She told him that she knew about the other women and that if he didn't stop, she would go to the police and tell them who he really was. The words cling to his mind even at his current age. It was the first time the fighting stopped. His father didn't say anything. He just stared at her for a long time before turning and walking out. His mother completely panicked, pleading with him to stay, apologizing and saying she was wrong, that she would never. At the time Dominick didn't really understand what was going on, but it was one of the first times he had ever seen his mother so afraid, and his father didn't say or do anything he just walked out.

The days bled into one another, his mother growing increasingly panicked. By the third day, she had packed a bag and told Dominick that they were leaving. But when she opened the door a bunch of father's friends were standing there. Even his uncle Lenny. They told his mother that she needed to come with them, she pleaded with them but eventually gave Dominick a kiss and said she loved him, and walked out. He never saw her again after that and soon his dad was back with another woman. She didn't expect him to call her mother thank God, but she was quite young compared to his mom. When he asked about her, his father just said she wasn't coming back.

High school was a troubling time for Dominick, he didn't get along well with others at school and was far too concerned with what was happening at home to really care. Eventually, he started to get bullied. When he went to his father, he just got a smack for his trouble. But Uncle Lenny stepped in. That's when Dominick learned the truth about things. About the crime family his father was part of, about his mother's disappearance, and more importantly about how to get back at the bullies picking on him. Lenny wouldn't let Dominick walk away. He forced him to beat the lead boy while the others watched. But every time Dominick tried to stop clearly seeing the boy had enough Uncle Lenny just kept on pushing him. Until Dominick finally kicked the boys' teeth out.

These were the years Dominick learned how to be a man as they taught it. He tried running with a small group of kids that he thought were like him, but he was punished for that and told they were nothing but street punks. Gradually Dominick's personality began to take shape and before long school was ending and he was looking at colleges.

Deciding on Boston College, Dominick set out to stay close to his home or as close as he could be. College was the tipping point for Dominick, his first year lobbied many reports about him. Everything from sexual assault to excessive absences and physical assaults. In one class a professor called him out by name and stated he was nothing special and to pay attention. Dominick stood up from the chair, walked down to the podium and smacked him across the face, then walked out. Everyone expected him to get expelled or at the very least have the campus police called but instead the next day the professor apologized to him and continued class like nothing ever happened.

Most people stayed clear of Dominick. He was a bully of the worst kind and had the money to back up his claim to fame. He did have a lot of girlfriends, but they never lasted. Some even left the school after their breakup. Dominick hung around a few guys that were around the same size and just as mean but really, they were little more than his lackeys.

Several times Dominick pleaded with his father to let him start working for the family and each and every time he was rejected. The main reason being a man without an education will never be anything more than muscle. He was to focus on his education and only his education. But his father was lax in his attention to Dominick as long as he was at school, he really didn't care what was happening. During this time Dominick refused to pick a major and instead focused on general courses. The main reason was that he didn't know what major to select in order to impress the family but there was no way he was going to be a lawyer.

Life moved on and with it Dominick found something to focus his attention on. College, he thought was starting to look up.