Je ne suis pas libre de discuter de qui, tout ce que je peux dire, c'est qu'ils sont des personnes très importantes qui soutiennent un projet spécifique. Nous avons des raisons de croire que ce groupe essaie d'arrêter ce projet. Les cadavres ont été retrouvés dans les ruelles, dans un cas drainés de sang et dans l'autre déchiquetés avec très peu d'identificateurs. On m'a informé que les deux ruelles étaient très loin de l'endroit où se trouvaient normalement les victimes. Cyrus veillait à cacher autant d'informations non pertinentes qu'il le pouvait. Lui-même savait parfaitement qui était mort et il avait des soupçons quant à la raison.
"Vous êtes tous adeptes de la magie, je vois clairement." Il n'avait aucun moyen réel de juger des capacités magiques, mais l'homme plus âgé et la femme se tenaient avec un air de confiance et de supériorité, qu'il interprétait comme sécurité dans leurs capacités. Les deux autres, il n'était pas si sûr, mais il a décidé que la flatterie serait la meilleure politique. "Maintenant, pour ce que nous devons faire, la première étape serait d'enquêter. Les morts humaines dont nous ne devrions pas nous préoccuper, il n'y aura probablement pas d'informations utiles là-bas. J'ai quelques préparatifs à faire de moi-même. Nous devrions tous nous rencontrer quelque part, quelqu'un a des idées?" Il était nouveau dans ce groupe, essayant d'inclure ses nouveaux alliés, ou du moins ses alliés présumés, sans sonner comme s'il prenait trop en charge.
Pendant ce temps, un seul individu regardait les cinq chasseurs de primes d'une table très éloignée.
Name: Cyrus “Cy” Samuels
Appearance:  
 
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Race: Werewolf
Biography: Cyrus was born to one of the last traditional werewolf packs in the world, a clan spread through most of Australia. The pack operated somewhat like a mafia, wiping out individuals who threatened their interests and living a life of general luxury, in spite of their lack of morals. Cyrus was raised to hate humanity, consider them as merely prey and incapable of any “wolf-like” virtues such as honor or cunning. As he grew up in the pack, he was taught to fight from a very young age. He was born during a time when there had been a large amount of new pups and so to keep the population down they were to fight in a ring for the amusement of the pack. Being one of the few to make it out of the deathmatches when he was only five years old, he was considered to be a promising young wolf who would do excellent work for the pack.
For the next six years he was taught many things, how to use human made weapons like guns and knives, as well as his natural tools to intimidate, assault, and kill humans as well as some other Supernaturals such as vampires. Despite the wide ranging power of the pack, they had many enemies, and several exiled members as well as Supernatural vigilantes conspired with the police force to wipe them out once and for all. A special forces raid was ultimately decided to break it up, though it was kept very under the table with the Australian government and for the most part the vigilantes did the fighting. Thirty-one Werewolves were killed that day, though the public only knew it as a raid on a crime ring.
Within the chaos, a young Cyrus, using his werewolf cunning, devised a way to survive. Keeping himself in his human form, he took a knife and pinned himself to a wall by the hands, when the vigilantes came in, he claimed to be a human child that the pack had taken captive. Despite knowing something suspicious was up, he was let go and put for adoption. He was a good actor, and lived out the rest of his childhood and teenage years in relative peace. Other than those few full moon nights where he always seemed to go missing.
At 18 he got a letter delivered specifically to him, it was one of the bounty hunters who had been responsible for wrecking his family. Inside it merely said “I know what you are kid, but you've behaved well, I can't believe you are as bad as those who raised you. So go to Blackbury, it's a city in England that's very friendly to our kind, you can find work that suits your... 'talents.' Should you wish.”
Cyrus said goodbye to his foster parents and left for England with what meager money they could scrape up. Immediately upon arrival, he received a very warm welcome, he was invited to come to a certain club, and was offered a job that he would “enjoy.”
Underworld seemed nice enough, the owner was remarkably personable for a Vampire, and even offered to let Cyrus stay in one of the back rooms of the bar while he got on his feet in the new city. Bounty hunting was an exhilarating job that Cyrus came to love. And after 6 years he has become one of the most established hunters of the dark in all of Blackbury.
Personality: Cyrus is, contrary to his upbringing, kind and with a sense of justice. His early experiences forever put him against his own species, he for a long time considered most werewolves to be vicious monsters like his family was, and has only recently come to rectify this attitude. He tries to treat all races with respect and dignity, as well as remaining humble about himself.
Weaponry: Cyrus was trained with all manner of lethal tools but was particularly trained with concealable ones. As a result, he carries knives and handguns. He has a large personal collection of both and all sorts of modifications, as well as connections with black market arms dealers. (Supernaturals skirt the law and can get away with a lot, even gun control laws in England)
Possessions: His own weapon collection, magically enchanted clothes that will remain whole when he shapeshifts, a sizable amount of saved money.
Theme Song: I'm My Own Master Now
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