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Quote - "They always want more... never satisfied with what they have..."
Name:
Shadowfang
Age:
1514
Sex:
Male
Species:
Force Wolf
Homeworld:
Unknown
Current Residence(s):
Unknown
Marital Status:
Single
Sexuality:
Heterosexual
Family Status:
Fenris/Former part of his mind - Deceased
72% 28%
Allegiances:
Himself
Title/Position:
Slayer
Occupation:
Hunter
Possessions:
N/A
Physical Appearance
Fur Type:
Medium-Long
Fur Color:
Black
Height and Weight:
5"5 and 240 lbs
Eye Colour:
Gold
Build:
Bulky-Muscular
Scars/Markings:
Long scar across his eye
Mental Profile
Likes:
Hunting, Killing, True strength, Things to be natural, Maia, Red haired humanoids
Dislikes:
False strength, Most humanoids, Darwyn
Weaknesses:
His blind hatred
Strengths:
Strong, Quick, Resourceful
Fears:
The unnatural
Desires:
Vengeance, Natural over unnatural, Nymira (her scent remains as it had)
Personality:
Cold, Vicious, Hateful, Lustful (Only for female force wolves)
Languages Known:
Understands most languages
Equipment and Abilities
General Statistics
Stealth
9/10
Computers
N/A
Medical
N/A
Awareness
9/10
Persuasion
8/10
Flying
N/A
Driving
N/A
Mechanics
N/A
Engineering
N/A
General Statistics
Teeth
10/10
Claws
10/10
Clothing: N/A
Additional Data; Biography
History
A white she-wolf looks at him, she judges him carefully. He does the same, he is not interested in making the same mistake he made last time. Her beautiful golden eyes stare into his own. Everything about her seemed... perfect... His movements became suggestive, but this she-wolf was not interested in him. She growled at him, he attempted to try to calm her, but it was of no use. She clawed him across the eye, leaving him with a permanent scar there. He took the hint and stopped, but he still lusted for her all the same.
He never ended up seeing the she-wolf again, her father drove Shadowfang off, but he at least learned her name.... Nymira... For now there were more important things to do, this was the time to hunt, to feed. He stalked a feline creature for nearly an hour. It moved slowly, warily, but Shadowfang was silent. He ambushed it and instantly lunged at its throat and tore as hard as he could. A satisfying ripping sound was heard as the creature died. He began to gorge on his kill when he became to hear very loud noises.
He was not alone... as a strange metallic monster came in and shredded the parts of the forest he was in. He snarled in fury and looked for some weak point, there was none. He seeing no choice other than to run and did so. He came across similar creatures again, accompanied by two legged creatures as well. All of these two legged creatures stood tall, they all looked a bit different from one another. Some had scales, some lacked fur, Some had two tails attached to their heads, and some looked like fish. They were hunting and killing his kind... with no remorse... and they weren't even eating their corpses...
He struck and killed several but was beaten down badly by several who wielding grey sticks. He managed to retreat to safety when one tripped. He tore out its calf on his way to escape. This was not the end of his encounters with them. They hunted him and the rest of the population down, the ones caught always suffered. It was as if these creatures took joy in what they were doing to them. This sickened Shadowfang, how could something be so sadistic he wondered. In the end, the world he once knew was turned into stone and metal, the main materials these two legs would use.
He moved around these... structures he felt was the right word for them. He always stayed at the edges and watched the people. The normal people were generally terrified of the wild, the other that carried things like the grey sticks he was beaten with... seemed to hate it. One day he was half-asleep towards the entrance of the encampment. He suddenly woke up and a young red haired two legs looked at him, he scented it... female... likely only thirteen years old. She had long red hair, intense green eyes, and strangely... unlike the rest of the two legs, not afraid of him.
She calmly placed her hand on his head and began to stroke it. This calmed him as he nudged against her, she didn't seem to mind this. She spoke to him, and he understood it, "I'm not supposed to be this far, they say it is dangerous, but having met you... I don't think you want to hurt or kill me", he nodded, agreeing with her statement. She looked at him with amazement, "You can understand me?" she asked him, he nodded again. "Maybe you could come with me back to the town, if I tell them how friendly you are, they won't mind" the girl said. Shadowfang shook his head. He pointed his paw towards one of the two legs armed with a grey stick in the distance, he whimpered as if trying to explain to her how they hurt him. She seemed to understand him, but she asked, "Why?".
He wasn't thinking when he did this, he howled a long sorrowful howl, expressing his regret over the deaths of his family, his friends, his home. Instantly several two legs ran towards him, several carried grey sticks, others carried some sort of black thing. A yellow bolt came out of the black thing, and it struck him, he yelped in pain, the girl screamed at the guards to stop, but they seemed to think she was in danger. He snarled at the guards, and lunged at one and bit into his arm and tore out a large chunk of flesh. He screamed as another bashed him with a grey stick. He saw one take the girl and attempt to take her back against her will. He bristled in fury, they were going to hurt her he thought, they are associating her with me...
He bit the two legs' hand hard enough for him to drop the stick, he barreled into him and lunged at the one who was taking the girl. His teeth made contact with his throat as he tore viciously, a noise as satisfying as him killing prey was heard as the two legs collapsed dead. He looked at the girl who was scared... but she in a way seemed to understand he wasn't hostile towards her. He beckoned for her to get on his back, she was lightweight enough for him to easily carry. She was at first reluctant but in the end decided to do so. There were shouts of alarm and panic from the two legs that were still after him. He did not care, he ran and ran until his stamina was depleted.
They were at a small lake deep within the forest, their pursuers had long since given up. Shadowfang having become somewhat attached to the girl realized something, he rubbed against her and tried his hardest to communicate with her, he sent her the emotions of belonging, having something. She shook her head, "I was abandoned at birth, I had to take care of myself for the most part" she said. Shadowfang nodded and tilted his head as he looked at her curiously. She seemed to understand him, "My name is Maia, what is your name... if you can explain it?. He pointed his paw at a shadow and then bared his teeth and indicated his fangs. "Shadowfang?" she asked. The wolf nodded as he scanned the area for prey. He realized he'd need to provide for her as well as himself.
He did not venture far from the location he found for them. He came across a large mouse-like creature and killed it easily. He brought it back to Maia and tore it in half. He offered her the larger of the two halves and she took it gladly. She looked for some sticks and rubbed them together to start a fire. At first Shadowfang was terrified, but then he slowly calmed down when he saw it wasn't spreading. She cooked her half over the fire and then ate it slowly. Shadowfang gorged down his smaller half ravenously. He curled up after he finished beside her and let her lie against him. He went to sleep easily.
They were left alone for some time, not a single soul other than the local wildlife seemed to disturb them. Maia had grown up by now and despite having lived in the wild with Shadowfang, did groom herself well enough. She had cut her hair several times, but it was proportionately the same length as it was before. Shadowfang remained the same as he always had been. He felt something very wrong approaching them that day and transmitted the motions to Maia that he did. She became uneasy and wary, as Shadowfang was. A man in a dark suit approached them, he looked different than the other humans Shadowfang had come across. His eyes were a mixture of gray and purple, very unsettling to him.
The man smiled as he drew closer and he stopped about five feet from them. "Nice day isn't it?" he said, rather joyfully. "Yes... it is..." Maia simply replied, remaining wary. He came closer, he was now less than a foot away from them. "I am Darwyn, what is your name?" he asked, very casually. "Maia" Maia again simply replied. "A pretty name for a pretty girl... have you ever had intercourse?" his tone suddenly shifted. Shadowfang began to growl as Maia took a step back, unnerved by his attitude. "I can tell just by looking at you that you are a virgin, such an atrocity..." he said as he stepped towards her.
Shadowfang suddenly pounced towards Darwyn but he was suddenly shocked and was paralyzed as Darwyn simply laughed. Shadowfang couldn't move a single muscle in his body, all he could do was breathe and watch as Darwyn finally closed in on Maia. "Let me correct this problem, everyone should at least do it once..." he said in a very perverse way. "No.. please no..." she begged him. He laughed again, "You need to feel it at least once..." he said as he tore off her shirt. She swiped her hand across his face, drawing blood as she scratched across it and began to ran.
He laughed again as he suddenly extended his arm and gripped part of her leg. He suddenly pulled and a horribly crunching sound was heard as Maia suddenly collapsed and screamed in agony. He forced her to face him and as he slowly approached her, the cut she inflicted on his face healed itself. "Oh it's just a broken leg, Maia, it's nothing major" he said, ever so casually. He removed the rest of her top and ran his hands over her breasts and down to her stomach. He removed her lower attire, she was in such agony that she had no ability to stop him.
He now appeared naked himself and at first began normal intercourse with her and then stopped, "I forgot, you don't want this, you would rather have something familiar" he said as he pulled backed and then shifted into a Force Wolf and then continued, a wicked smile could be seen upon his lips. He bit into her neck, drawing blood. He stopped for a second and then once again stood upright as the man he had been when he first approached them. He held an odd bladed item and forced it into Maia's stomach and began to slowly drag it across.
She continued to scream in pain as he did this, but he was deliberately moving it, as a painter would a paint brush. He suddenly cut, and the flesh was split open, her intestines began to slowly roll out. He dug it into her breasts and then ripped violently, ripping them apart. Yet Maia still remained alive, it was as if he was purposefully making t last forever. Shadowfang fought desperately to move, he was frantic, he was furious, and... saddened...
Darwyn moved his other hand over her genitals and groped them. As he watched her slowly die, the smile on his face couldn't have been any bigger. "You still look oh so pretty Maia, look at all this blood, it's a nice combination with your hair" he said with sickening joy. Maia had ceased being able to offer any sort of response to him, but still wasn't dead. He moved his hand through her hair and felt it, this seemed like it pleased him. "I like how nice your hair is, I want to keep some for myself" he said as he put the blade to her head and cut.
He took a good chunk of it out and stashed it in some sort of bag. He dug the bladed object into her mouth and ripped it out. Then he stabbed it into her throat and left it there as he walked away with a smile. "It was nice meeting you, Maia" he said happily as he even waved. After what seemed like hours Shadowfang could once again move. Maia by this time had died from all of the wounds that had been inflicted upon her, other than her face, she was almost completely unrecognizable.
He howled in sorrow for that entire night, tiring himself with the sheer effort he was putting into each and every howl. He had lost his one and only true friend. He couldn't protect her from Darwyn... the purple-eyed man.. He pawed her eyes closed at least so it wouldn't look so gruesome. He then walked off... incredibly depressed and remained so for the rest of his life. It is mostly unknown what happened to him between then and now, but he came across others he liked, they almost always had red hair strangely enough. His hatred for most humanoids remained as well, he seemed to enjoy killing them.
He was eventually captured by Dr. Argo and forced into an experiment that fused him and three others into one being. He still could think his own thoughts but he could never truely feel as he did before. This being he became was known as Fenris. He was able to influence him to do things, but never able to truly control Fenris. Eventually he came across a certain doctor who had managed to free him from his curse of being fused. This made him the happiest he had been in years, he didn't care at all when he learned Fenris had been slain. He could finally take revenge on those who wronged him and his species once again...
Edited by Fenrir, Wednesday Jun 18 2014, 07:44 PM.