Gender: Male
Actual Age: 108
Appearance Age: looks 19
Birthday: March 21
Race: Werewolf Beta
Alignment:Mercenary (Currently Evil)
Powers:
~Flame Manipulation: Creates flames from a spark, can bend and meld into if need.
~Shadow Manipulation: Bends Shadows to do his bidding. Can become one with them.
Abilities:
Super Speed: Has super speeds. Not speeds like planes, or jets. But he can run, while in human form from speeds upto 45mph. And while in his Lycan form, speeds up to 60-75mph ((Advances in Rage Form))
Super Strength: Has the ability to pick up cars, trucks, and maybe a small bus. Can dent steel with his fists ((Advances in Rage Form))
High Endurance: Can run for a long time. Fight etc. Due to his high endurance, he is a foe, worth while. ((Advances in Rage Form))
Master Lycanthropic: Unlike most werewolves, he is able to change at WILL. No full moon needed. However, on the full moon he still changes reluctantly, into his true werewolf form. He calls it his rage form.
Slow Regeneration: His wounds slowly close, however they still leave scars. ((Advances in Rage form))
Rage Form: This is the form he consumes on the full moon. While in this form his strength and speed increase further, as does his endurance. Or if he gets pissed off enough while in his wolf form, it will endure his true and final form. In this form, he does not recognize friend or foe... they are all enemies.
Enhanced Smell: Can smell things better than the other races. ((Advances is Rage Form))
Slowed Aging: Vincent ages, once every five years. Because of this he looks younger than others.
Advanced Stealth: Because of his shadow manipulation, his stealth is beyond good. Plus his werewolf speed, and stealth plays into this, making him a very stealthy killer. ((Is hindered in Rage Form)
Half Change: While in his human form, he can change part of his body, into the wolf form. Its part of his master Lycanthropic.
Medical Knowledge: Vince, is very good with being a doctor when needed. So with this war, he is a killing machine, and a doctor. So hes a one-in-all.
Weapons:
Silver Tipped Katana x2: Has strapped at his side. The blades are proximate to be 48inches long. Only the the tips are silver.
Automatic Cross Bow: Holstered on his back, it can fire 16 shots in 12 seconds. Hence automatic.
Fists, Fangs and Claws.
Goals:
Is one and only goal... is to become the Alpha wolf. Then the king of the wolves.
Personality:
Vincent is very cold, ruthless. Hes not afraid to DO what he needs to. He doesnt look up to anyone that is authority or of higher rank. Though he does show his respect to the Alpha, for now..
Unlike the other characteristics his personality, he his very outgoing, and is highly flirtatious. When like this, he can be charming, in a devious kind of way.
Wears, lots of black... studs and other Gothic accessories.
Interests:
Vincent is interested in one thing... killing anything that gets in the way of his goal(s).
Though his favorite food is a raw steak, and favorite drink is sprite or water. Likes punk rock, and heavy metal.
Pet Peeves:
Arrogance, he hates those of arrogancy. It pisses him off, when people just dont know when they are beat.
Other wolves trying to go for his rank, or the Alpha.
Flaws:
His own arrogancy often gets him in trouble. Silver lined weapons, also give him a hard time.
Biography:
Vincent was adopted into a rich family at the age of nine. And took sword classes, little did they know that he was infected with a disease called Lycanthropy. Meaning he was a werewolf. The first time he changed with them around, they sent him out on the streets. He continued to take sword classes, advancing rapidly in the ranks. That was when he set out into this war. Deciding not to take sides, he killed humans, and those that stood in his way. He wanted to learn how to control this curse. By the time he was 13 years old, he could sense when he was about to change from the full moon. He would lock himself away, and avoid the moonlight. As his hunger for fresh meat came, he started to lose his mind, and he though his sanity was gone. Within a few nights, he was wanted for mass murder. With that, he decided it was best… to join the ranks of the Werewolves. By the age of 20, with the help of other werewolves, he learned how to tame his hunger. And with that, he learned how to change. Surpassing most of those above him, at this point he was the Gamma wolf; third in charge. By this time, he was a master with his sword. And a lot, could not match him in battle. He dipped the tips of the blades in leaded silver. Making it so most of the supernatural could be hurt by his blades. He continued to hone his skills, and he became stronger. Eventually he was able to change at will. And when this happened. He gained his rage form. His rage form, is a form, that he cannot control, it is something that he cannot master something that is uncontrollable even for the high ranked young werewolf. While in this form, he loses all senses of friends or foes. Loses sight of his objective. During this time, he killed the Beta of the werewolves.
--Vincent, glanced up at his foe, as a bloodthirsty smirk grew across his face. Stepping forward, moving towards the massive werewolf, his golden eyes turned blood red. "Heheheh, Beta, will be my name." His foe, moved forward. Not saying anything, but he lunged. With a slight movement of his hands, shadows warped around his foe. His eyes narrowed, "Pitiful, werewolf scum. One like you should not bear the name of Beta. For you are weak." The beta, smirked, and broke out of his encasement. Vincent smiled, "Fool." He was now behind his adversary, his clawed hands reached into the betas mouth from behind. And he used his strength to pry open the mouth of his foe. CRACK... CRACK... CRACK. The head of the Beta werewolf was split in half. The bottom jaw gone from the body. The Beta, turned towards Vince. "The Alpha will never except you, as the Beta. Gamma! Your the fool!" the words didnt come out right, but that was what he intended.
"Beta... do you really, think I care? My goal, is farther down the line... my goal is to kill the Alpha/King werewolf!" His swords, flew across the neck of the Beta, and the remainder of the head rolled across the ground. "The name, Beta is mine."--
WIth, him becoming the Beta, he decided, to hone his skills with medical knowledge. He also, became a mercenary, so that he wouldnt have to worry about rules. Who ever paid more, that was the side he was on. Until his goal, was fulfilled. Until, he became what he wanted, the King of the Werewolfs, he would lay low and to do things to hone his skills.
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