Old Bio

Characteristics:

Real Name: William Greystoke

Age: 92

Height: 6' 6" (Human Form) / 7' 10" (Lycan Form)

Weight: 240 lbs. (Human Form) / 800 lbs. (Lycan Form)

Affiliations: British Armed Forces, New Zealand Defense Force, MI6, Sector 13, Wolf Pack

The Bloodline

Malcolm Greystoke

Originating in Scotland around A.D. 800, the Greystoke clan of Lycans was under the leadership of its patriarch, Malcolm Greystoke. The Greystoke clan of Lycans separated itself from most Lycans of the time. In previous ages, Lycan race had depended upon the moon for their survival. Once an individual had transformed into their powerful Lycan form, they would strike. However, it gave them severe limitations. Therefore, the Greystoke line began to concentrate on their human form. Thought to be a point of weakness by many other Lycans, the Greystoke bloodline would prove different. In the end, they would rise above "instincts."

This process included intense combat training in order to enable members of the Greystoke clan to defend themselves without relying solely upon their Lycan abilities. Another step of this transformation included sessions of deep meditation. During these sessions, the individual would work on controlling their Lycan abilities. In doing so, they wished to merge their human and Lycan characteristics. This would give their human form increased strength, agility, speed, senses, and reflexes. Also, their Lycan forms would be granted greater control, resulting in increased intelligence.

The Noble Lycans

Eventually, all of the hard work and dedication of the Greystoke bloodline was rewarded. The human forms possessed many enhanced physical characteristics such as physical strength which enabled them to lift approximately two tons, leap great distances, and reach running speeds of nearly 80mph on foot. Their human senses were greatly improved as well. They could smell an enemy from nearly five miles away, see in total darkness, and hear the heartbeat of a mouse from nearly a mile away.

The Lycan form underwent several amazing changes as well. Foremost, a human could transform into their Lycan form at-will during any time of the day. For some reason though, any area on the globe between 15 degrees North and South of the equator would prohibit the Lycan transformation during the daytime. Nevertheless, this bloodline had its strengths. The Greystoke Lycans possessed strength that was greater than normal Lycans. Usually, it would register between Class 20 and Class 40 on the strength scale. However, some Lycans of the Greystoke bloodline were said to possess strength registering as high as Class 70 or 80. In addition, the Greystoke lineage of Lycans developed their own form of combat which was specifically made to utilize the physical features of the Lycan. While they improved many of the Lycans' strengths, they could not solve its greatest weakness. Despite the Greystokes' attempts to create Lyconic perfection, they still had one particular bane.... silver. They could touch it; but once it entered the heart, it was all over....

In time, the Greystoke's rose in Lycan nobility. Malcolm Greystoke was once and for all declared King of the Lycan Underworld. At the time, it appeared as if the Greystoke Legacy would endure forever. The Lycans had finally united as one group. However, trouble lay on the horizon.

Blood Wars

Vampiric Sects

The Greystoke bloodline separated itself from most other Lycan orders in more ways than one. In particularly, the Greystoke lineage made a vow never to spill the blood of the innocent. In many ways, this was the greatest change ever witnessed among the Lycan race. Finally, they had risen above instincts. However, several vampiric sects and a few lycan orders did not embrace the same ideals of the Greystokes. Fearing the lycans would rise in power, the vampiric sects set out to divide the lycans and turn them against the Greystokes.

The Survivors

The result was a war which went on for centuries. The Greystokes managed to form an alliance with a few other Lycan clans. However, none of the vampiric sects sympathized with their cause. Outnumbered and shunned, the Greystoke Clan of Lycans was forced to fight. When Malcolm Greystoke was slain, the lycans were left without a leader. As a result, they became divided and scattered.

With the constant blood wars, the Greystoke bloodline was nearly depleted off the face of the earth. Eventually, the bloodline had been reduced to one male and female, Peter and his wife Elizabeth. With the rest of the Greystoke lineage destroyed, it appeared as if the legacy of noble Lycans would end.....

The Survivors

Peter Greystoke

Born in A.D. 1200, Peter Greystoke was one of the finest Lycan warriors on the planet. He was a master in the ancient form of Lycan combat. In addition to learning the ancient techniques, Peter created new techniques as well. He traveled the globe with his wife, Elizabeth. Peter and Elizabeth traveled throughout Europe, Asia, and even Africa. Wherever he went, Peter would learn new techniques and add them into the steps of Lycan combat. In order to keep her safe, Peter taught Elizabeth everything that he had learned. However, no matter how strong or skilled the Greystokes were, they would never be safe.

Elizabeth Greystoke

By the early 1700's, Peter and Elizabeth were the very last of the Greystoke Lycan bloodline. They were constantly hunted. Despite their superior physical traits, the Greystoke lineage was still viewed as an abomination by most vampiric and Lyconic orders. For that reason, the Greystokes refused to produce an heir. The Greystoke's heir would never be safe. Also, while Elizabeth was with child, she would forever be in danger as well. There would be a time to have an heir, but it would have to be later. All the Greystokes could afford to concentrate on at the moment was their immediate survival.

In 1911, the entire world was at war. The Great War had begun. Through that worldwide conflict, Peter and Elizabeth were finally given the chance to fade into obscurity. Staying in the shadows, the Greystokes withdrew back to Scotland. There, they were given sanctuary in an abbey outside of Edinburgh. The priest knew of the noble Greystoke legacy. In addition, that same priest belonged to an order of warrior monks known as the Sacred Guardians. For several years, the two Greystokes were able to live in peace alongside the order. Eventually, Peter and Elizabeth were able to have a child without having to worry of the constant danger. On April 10, 1917, Elizabeth gave birth to a son and they called him William. However, it would be only a matter of time before the Greystokes were found once again.

Abbey of the Sacred Guardians

One cold December night in 1917, Peter and Elizabeth were staying at an abbey outside of Edinburgh under the protection of the Sacred Guardians. In the dead of night, dark figures could be seen leaping over the walls of the abbey. They were vampires. The Greystokes had been found and the blood wars were restarted. Quickly, an alarm was sounded and the order of warrior monks sprang into action. On the grounds of the abbey, a massive battle erupted between the Sacred Guardians and the vampires. Peter Greystoke joined in the fight and slaughtered many vampires, thus furthering the bounty on himself.

Elizabeth and her infant were smuggled out of the abbey by a few Sacred Guardians, then taken to the sea and placed aboard a ship bound for New Zealand. Fighting his way out of the abbey, Peter escaped joined his wife and young William. The family was then taken to New Zealand and set ashore. There was a secret safehouse which the Sacred Guardians had built many years ago. Giving the Greystokes several supplies, the guardians left the Greystokes in New Zealand to start a new life. With the birth of William, the Greystoke legacy had just been given a savior....

The Savior

William Greystoke

With the birth of William, the Greystoke bloodline had been preserved. In so many ways, William was the savior which the Greystoke legacy needed. Through his existence, the Greystoke legacy would never die out. In the wilderness of New Zealand, William Greystoke went under the instruction of his parents. As William grew up, Peter and Elizabeth taught him everything that he needed to know. Human combat, lycan combat, weapons mastery, tracking, and hunting were all taught to William by his father. In addition, his mother and father together instructed him in scholastic studies such as reading, writing, logic, and philosophy. A powerful body would be useless without a keen mind. Most importantly, Peter and Elizabeth taught William about his role in the world. They also taught him about his noble roots and his ties to the Lycan Kingship.

William's Lycan Form

William's Lycan abilities began to manifest around the time of his thirteenth birthday. Right away, he was taught to control his instincts. In doing so, William would be able to best utilize his powers as a Lycan. Throughout his young life, his parents had always told him about the blood wars. However, William had never seen a vampire or another Lycan in his entire life. At the time, he did not realize the true threat which these creatures posed. As time went on, William Greystoke grew into quite a strong young man. His Lycan form was extremely powerful. With sleek muscle toning, rich dark fur, strong solid white fangs, and razor sharp silver talons, young Greystoke represented the perfect specimen of a Lycan.

Return to Scotland

In 1935, the Greystokes left New Zealand and discretely traveled back to Scotland. As a grown man, William was finally able to see the place his ancestors came from. For the first time, he shook the hands of the men who helped his family flee from Scotland in the previous years. Back in New Zealand, William had been acquainted with many locals in the British towns which were there. It had given him some sort of social interaction. However, he was always careful never to reveal too much or to allow himself to get too close to anyone. The dreaded blood wars that had driven his family from Scotland in previous years seemed non-existent. To some, it would make the training from his youth appear to be insignificant. All that William knew then was that he was at peace. His mother, Elizabeth Greystoke felt that way as well. Certainly his father, Peter Greystoke, always felt on-edge. He was the protector of his family for so many years. It was his nature to always be ready for anything. Eventually though, even he found peace.

First Taste of War

William During WWII

In 1939, another war began on the European front. Hitler's blitzkrieg was on the move, and Great Britain was a target. William Greystoke, then twenty-two years old, decided to fight. Peter Greystoke had personally fought in many epic wars and had taken part in many conflicts since that time. Therefore, William was willing to follow in his father's footsteps in hopes of gaining some practical experience in the art of war. No matter what training William would receive, his father told him to never forget his instruction. With the blessing of his father and mother, William left Scotland and went to war.

Gen Esis

William joined the British Marines. Already acquainted with wilderness survival, tracking, weaponry, and personal combat, Greystoke excelled as a soldier. However, the entire time, he had to constantly maintain control over himself. Keeping his Lycan abilities in-check, William gave the appearance of a normal human being who just happened to be in top-condition. His fellow soldiers did not know anything about his Lycan roots, and William thought it best if things remained that way. The only one who knew of his lycan ancestry was his close friend, Gen Esis. Like William, Gen was also superhuman and had many unique gifts which aided him in killing.

Thriving in Combat

While in the infantry, William showed great aptitude as a sniper. However, he did not want to just sit back and shoot enemy troops from a distance. Instead, he wanted to be in the thick of battle. It was shown that Greystoke displayed quick thinking skills. He was able to quickly assess a situation and determine a proper course of action. Therefore, he was promoted to squad leader. At times, Greystoke and Esis would both charge into battle to engage in hand-to-hand combat. The whole time, Gen Esis sought to bring out a more animalistic side of William and, at times, he did so.

Going into Battle

Whenever it was time to fight, William Greystoke was never afraid to put himself in harm's way. Still, he had to maintain a somewhat low profile whenever possible. There would be no telling who would be able distinguish him as a Lycan. In times of heated battle (especially melee-based engagements), William really had to work on controlling his Lycan abilities. Later on, William would be in countless engagements and would prove himself to be a cunning warrior, time and time again. Peter Greystoke would have been so proud of his son's valiance and prowess in battle.

The End of One War, the Beginning of Another

In 1945, the Second World War was finally over. William Greystoke's ship entered the English Channel and docked in London for a few days. One night, William was in a pub with several of his comrades. From a across the room, a group of women were sitting. They kept glancing over at William, smiling and giggling as they did so. One of the women stood up and made her way over to where William was sitting. Placing her hand on his leg, she leaned in a whispered into his ear. That evening, the two of them conversed over drinks. During the time, the woman would lock eyes with him. Something about the woman was so enticing.

Eventually, the two left the pub. Outside, they just started kissing insanely. Usually, William controlled himself so well. It had to be more than the alcohol which was causing him to let his guard down. Greystoke had never seen that woman before in his entire life, yet he was behaving like that. Pausing for a moment, he looked into the woman's eyes once more. This time, the woman's eyes were gleaming in the moonlight. Opening her mouth, she exposed two large fangs. She was a vampire. By using her ability of seduction, she had lured him in. The entire time, she must have been probing his inner thoughts. William did not know exactly what she saw, but he surmised that it had something to do with his Lyconic origins. In the blink of an eye, the seductive vampire was gone.

The Victor....

He needed to reach his mother and father quickly. There was not telling what kind of danger they would be in. The blood war had begun once again. William took off in a sprint down towards the docks in hopes of finding a boat to take him up to Scotland. As he reached one set of docks, William could not see anyone around. However, his ears picked up the sound of something approaching. He then closed his eyes and began to tap into his Lycan abilities. When he opened his eyes, Greystoke could see into the dark spaces of the dock. At that moment, several vampires appeared all around him.

Instantly, the creatures swarmed. Fighting them off left and right, William allowed his body to change into its Lycan form. The powerful beast rose up and let out a deafening roar towards the vampires. Then, in a display of raw power and speed, he quickly dispatched of the threat. For the first time, he had put his Lycan combat training to the test. For the first time, he had killed a vampire. Now, William had taken his first taste of a blood war. He had taken the lives of several vampires, and now he and his family would be hunted as a result.

Because there would be no ship leaving for Scotland for the next few days, William had to do something else. That night, he transformed into his Lycan form once more and set out on land. In the moonlight, the powerful Lycan made his way up towards Scotland. There would be no telling what danger his mother and father were in. Moving swiftly up through the English countryside over the course of two days, Greystoke finally crossed into Scotland. It would be only a matter of time before he reached the safehouse where his mother and father were being protected.

Becoming the Hunter: Never to Run Again

Eventually, William reached the secluded farmhouse where Peter and Elizabeth Greystoke were residing in their relatively old age. It was nearly dawn by the time he had reached the farmhouse. As he approached the door, the scent of his mother and father were present. However, the scents of several other individuals were in the area as well; but they were not present. They were not vampiric, but human.

Last of the Bloodline

William reverted back into his human form then, with a trembling hand, reached up and placed it on the door. As he touched the door, it opened because the latch had been broken off. When the door swung open, tears flooded William's eyes. On the ground in front of him lay his slain mother and father. From the look of it, Peter Greystoke had gone out fighting. His body was pierced with several large silver bullets. The human scent became clear as to what had happened. Peter and Elizabeth were not killed by vampires, but by humans instead. Another scent was there as well, but William did not know what it was.

For ages, forces of humans gathered to fight the Darkness. They were hunters. However, sometimes the forces of Darkness swayed against these men. Due to their greed, some hunters would give into the wishes of their supposed enemies. Such was the case there. A group of vampire and Lycan hunters had apparently been bribed to go after the Greystokes. The seductive vampiress from before had probed William's mind, thus gaining the information that was needed on Peter and Elizabeth's whereabouts. She had then contacted the hunters who were already in Scotland and had given the information to them. From there, the hunters came and attacked the Greystokes.

With tears in his eyes, William stumbled out of the farmhouse. Remaining in his human form, he fell to his knees and let out a cry of agony. For the first time in his life, he was alone. William Greystoke was now the last of the bloodline of noble Lycans. Early in the morning, William buried his mother and father. It was then that William's life took on a new focus. He was the last of the Greystoke lineage. Therefore, he decided that he would run no more.

The Hunter

Going back into the farmhouse, William gathered many of his father's weapons. Remembering everything that he had learned, William set out with a new direction. No longer would he be hunted by the forces of Darkness. In slaying his family, the vampiric orders awakened something inside of William Greystoke. He then developed a hardened resolve to become his enemies' worst fear. While he was rightfully entitled to take on the role of King of the Lycan Underworld, William did not want that power just yet.

Traveling the world, William Greystoke became began to seek out those who once hunted him. One by one, he brought everyone single one of his enemies down. The manner in which he did this was completely ruthless. He would kill silently and effectively. After that, he would leave no trail. It was as if William was able to become a wraith in the minds of his enemies. With the intelligence of a man, the power of a beast, and the brutality unlike none other, William Greystoke became more than just a Lycan. He had become... the Hunter.....

Over the next several years, William served in a variety of special ops units. Whether he was in special ops or just a mercenary, the job remained the same... killing. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Greystoke had a knack for killing. He turned death into an art, utilizing what his father had taught him and even adding on a few additions of his own. Over the years, it made him into what he is today: one of the deadliest fighters on the planet.

Samson

Samson

One day while William was in the forests of Italy, he came across a juvenile Golden Eagle that had been injured. However, instead of leaving the creature to die or putting it out of its misery, he decided to help the young eagle. William had grown up around animals. When he was young, he would sometimes go out into the wild. There, young Greystoke would communicate with the animals. In many ways, he himself was an animal. William's Lycan abilities enabled him to communicate with all the creatures.

Eventually, William nursed the eagle back to health. From that moment on, the eagle joined him as a fellow hunter. As the bird matured, it showed great intelligence and power. Greystoke named the eagle Samson. Throughout time, Samson has remained a faithful companion to William. He serves as a scout when needed. Also, there have been times when William was in danger. Samson risked his own life to protect William in those situations. Samson is William's loyal scout, aid, and friend.

Destiny:

While he is constantly on the move, there is one thing which even William Greystoke can not elude... his destiny. For the time being, the lycans scattered, divided, and leaderless. However, the time would come for William Greystoke to take his rightful place as King of the Lycan Underworld. William knows all too well what he has to do.

Despite his confidence in most areas and his success as a leader, William has not yet taken on the title of kingship. Some say that is is stupidity. However, in William's heart, he truly understands the responsibility of such a task. No matter how much experience he has, William is not yet certain that he possesses the wisdom to rule over the entire Lycan Underworld. Nonetheless, the time will come when a king shall take his throne and lead all lycans towards better lives.

Wolf Pack:

Relentless, Ferocious, United.

During the events of the Doomsday Crisis, the world was forever changed. At Sector 13, Anderson had reached his limit. Horrible acts of treachery occurred during Apocalypse's massive assault on the mountain fortress of Sector 13. Anderson suspected that the United Nations were behind a greater threat. Since their involvement, the entire operation had been sabotaged.

Then, the hero known as Kurrent was locked away for the acts of murder and insurrection. All along, Anderson knew of Kurrent's innocence in the matter. Furthermore, he had undeniable proof that would restore the honor to Kurrent's name. However, certain powers did not want an investigation of the United Nations launched.

Because the world had suffered enough trauma with the destruction of New York City, the invasion of Apocalypse, and several other catastrophic events, certain authorities tried to justify their actions. Despite his orders to abandon the subject, Agent Anderson defied his orders. The world was at stake. The time for politics and other niceties had passed and it was time for action. Therefore, Anderson went to a man who lived his life in the shadows..... The Hunter, William Greystoke.

Going under the radar completely, he gave the Hunter the authorization to create an elite team. This would not be just any team. The goal of this team was to dispense with the barriers which held back progress in past times. Instead of merely defending the world, this team would go on the offensive. Sparing no one, this elite group of individuals would do whatever it took to get the job done. At times, they would become just as ruthless and dark as the evil which they hunted. Their motto would be "Relentless, Ferocious, and United."

Thus, they became known as..... Wolf Pack.

An Animal Unleashed

The Procedure

While away, one of William's close lycan brethren known as Thomas Lee Jamison was kidnapped by the group known as Weapon X. Through the use of Lady Nightmare's telepathy, Thomas was located. Immediately, the Hunter and a detachment of his deadliest warriors of Wolf Pack (known as the Death Dealers) were teleported into the Canadian wilderness. There, they each helped to track down their comrade.

Unleashed

Eventually, they reached Thomas' location; but it was a trap. With his pack facing annihilation, William decided to make a deep sacrifice. In order to save his friend and his pack, William Greystoke offered himself up in exchange for Jamison. Because William was an alpha lycan who could call upon his lycan brethren at any time, the director of Weapon X agreed wholeheartedly to the compromise.

A New Animal..

In order to allow Greystoke to change freely into his lycan form whenever needed, the Director surgically implanted three adamantium claws into each of William's forearms, then fused to his bone and muscle tissue. In addition, Weapon X proceeded to wipe the Hunter's memory and place him under their total control. At last, his body was taken and changed forever.....

However, something happened which they had not anticipated. William Greystoke's mind could easily be read. Yet, the physiology of it prevented any manipulation. It was one reason why telepathic blocks had never worked on the lycan alpha. It was also the reason why his mind could not be controlled. In excruciating pain, the Hunter found something new inside himself..... something wild and savage.

Instantly, the Hunter began moving about the facility rapidly killing those around him. With his newly-acquired claws extracted, he tore his enemies to shreds. However, he was not alone. The other members of Wolf Pack showed up and helped him escape his captors. Following a brutal battle against Sabretooth which ended in a draw, the Hunter left the burning Weapon X facility more of an animal than when he had arrived.

Ascension:

Fearless

Shortly after William had attained his adamantium claws, he sought to test them out against one of the most ruthless criminals of all time - Jean-Luc LeBeau, otherwise known as Gambler. After that battle, Talon, one of Wolf Pack's youngest members, was kidnapped by a group known as the Hidden Lotus. At that time, Greystoke thought of young Laura like a daughter and would do anything to get her back. To find Talon, he would need an army of the world's best trackers - the lycans....

King of the Lycan Underworld

Therefore, he decided to take his rightful place as King of the Lycan Underworld. Making his way deep into the Underworld, the Hunter made contact with the lycans of the Corvinus clan. Though he was initially met with resistance, he fought for his crown and eventually asserted his dominance. In doing so, the lycans were finally united under one banner and Wolf Pack had an entire army of immortals forever at their call....

A Daughter...

Traveling up to Canada, the Lycan King led his brethren in an assault on the base of Sparda. After a battle of epic proportions, Greystoke discovered that Talon had escaped and was somewhere in the Canadian wilderness. Leaving the main battle, William went alone deep into the wild in search of her.

Eventually, the Hunter found Talon nearly dead. She had been injected with a serum that had suppressed her mutant ability to heal. At last, if seemed as if Greystoke's quest had been in vain as Laura slipped into darkness. Therefore, the Greystoke Legend did the only thing that he could - he bit her. His rich lycan heritage poured into Laura's body as he blessed her with the gift of immortality. Truly, that brought the two closer than ever as their bond strengthened. No longer was William Greystoke the last of his kind, for now he had a daughter....

Passion:

Fighting On...

Once, Wolf Pack's quest to annihilate evil brought them to the planet Ninjeta. While there, they took part in a war to stop the forces of evil from taking over the planet. In an effort to unite the forces of Wolf Pack and Veritas, Inc., Talon was sent to contact them. However, a group of hostile Ninjans quickly pursued her as she went. Therefore, the Hunter had no choice but to intervene. Sending his detachment of lycans after his daughter, William Greystoke engaged the entire group of Ninjans alone; but was eventually brought down in the heat of battle by the overwhelming odds.

The Queen of Darkness

During the battle though, his body was secretly rescued and taken to a secret location. As it so happened, Lady Tlieso did not want the noble lycan to die so soon. Therefore, the Queen of Darkness performed a ritual of blood magic in which the Greystoke Legend was resurrected. Because she had saved his life, William would not harm her.

Lady Tlieso and Lord Greystoke

Over time, the two began to understand each other. William discovered that Lady Tlieso was not like other villains of the time. Instead, she retained a code of honor and was a true lady. Likewise, she saw that Greystoke was a true warrior and that he held true nobility. The two began to understand and relate to each other with each passing day. Eventually, a deep passion grew between them and the two became lovers. Certainly, Lady Tlieso was a villain; but William did not care. Some would consider what he was doing to be wrong. However, he thought it would be more wrong to ignore the passion within his heart....

Powers:

Lycanthropy

William Greystoke is the descendant of the Greystoke Lycans. This allows him to transform at-will into a lycan. The Greystoke bloodline are a different breed entirely. While in their lycan form, the Greystokes possess complete and total control. In addition, the Greystokes have managed to rise above instincts, thereby refusing to feed on human flesh. William has no need or desire to feed on human flesh. This is what separates him from most other lycans.

Strength

Greystoke Lycans are usually able to lift an excess of forty metric tons. However being an exceptional specimen, William can individually lift near sixty tons. On some occasions, he has even been able to lift near seventy. While some of his ancestors were strong enough to lift much larger amounts, William Greystoke has not reached that level yet. In his human form, William can lift nearly four tons. He can also perform powerful jumps if needed. Along with his muscles, his bones are also extremely tough and durable. His claws can slash through chain link fences, his teeth can contort metal, and his bones rarely break.

Speed

In his human form, William Greystoke is extremely swift and agile. While running on two legs, he can maintain prolonged sprints of sixty-five miles per hour. When pushed to a limit, he can reach near eighty miles per hour. In prolonged durations of running though, he maintains an average speed of forty-five to fifty miles per hour. However, in his lycan form, William is able to run on all four legs if needed. His lycan form can maintain prolonged sprints of nearly seventy-five miles per hour. The lycan form also possesses more endurance. It can sprint for much longer periods of time. William's average speed as a lycan is around sixty miles per hour.

Agility

William Greystoke is also skilled at acrobatics as well. In his human form, William can easily leap nearly thirty feet upwards and nearly one hundred feet in length. In his lycan form, he can leap nearly one hundred feet upwards over five hundred feet in length. When he was young, his father taught him to use the environment to his advantage. No matter what the environment, William is perfectly comfortable in it. His lycan abilities give him superb balance, allowing him to perform amazing feats. When in his lycan form, his claws allow him to latch onto surfaces when needed. He can scale virtually any surface easily.

Senses

The Hunter draws much of his strength from his senses. Being a lycan, he can easily sense in ways most can not. First of all, William possesses extraordinary hearing abilities. His hearing is so finely tuned that he can hear his enemy's footsteps, the noise of their equipment, and even the beating of their heart all from over a mile away. Secondly, William has a highly acute sense of smell. He can pick up an individual scent from miles away. This is most useful in tracking. The same can be said of his sense of taste. It is very similar to his sense of smell.

William's eyes are highly enhanced. Due to his lycan genealogy, he can see objects miles away. He can also see in the dark as well. His sight plays a major role whenever he is using a weapon of some sort. Being able to see and focus on his target has made William an excellent marksman. When it comes to touch, the Hunter can easily feel vibrations in the ground. Also, he can feel the heat that a living being gives off whenever they are near. This helps him in locating his target. Whether it be in a clear, wide open field or in a fog-filled forest, the Hunter, William Greystoke can find his prey and know his surroundings quite easily. One thing that his senses have also aided him with is the ability to react. William possesses superior reflexes.

Longevity and Regeneration

Over 90 Years Old...

Born a lycan, William Greystoke is immortal. Although he is nearly one hundred years old, William maintains the look of a man in his prime. He does not age like those around him. With this profound longevity has come the ability to heal. Whether in his human or lycan form, William's body can heal itself automatically. Lacerations heal in a matter of seconds. Internal injuries heal in a matter of minutes. A broken bone can heal within a matter of days. If shot, William's body can "sweat" the bullets out and heal instantly, even silver ones. However, if a silver bullet enters either his heart or his brain, then he will instantly die. Overall, William is highly durable and can take a lot of damage.

Communication with Animals

Being somewhat of an animal himself, the Hunter knows how to communicate with animals wherever he goes. This is shown greatly his relationship with Samson, his Golden Eagle. By being able to communicate clearly with Samson, William can easily execute tasks efficiently and precisely. In some situations, animals are the only force on which William can rely. Whether it be to carry a message, scout ahead, or give him aid, William's unique understanding of animals and his ability to communicate with them has proven itself time and time again. A man of the wild, he has also learned to respect the creatures of that world. While he kills for food at times, he only kills what he hungers for. Luckily, he can go for prolonged periods without eating.

Abilities:

Personal Combat

When he was a young boy, William was taught by his father, Peter Greystoke. In the forests of New Zealand, Peter molded young William into a fine warrior. Peter Greystoke had traveled all over the world learning different forms of combat. Furthermore, he adapted those forms of combat to suit his Lycan physiology. Tuning the movements and techniques, he formed two sets of combat techniques. The first was a sequence of techniques best-suited for the Greystoke human form. It involved smooth movements with circular motions. Utilizing balance was key in creating the ideal form of combat for a lycan. The second set of techniques was made specifically for the lycan form. It utilized the lycan's powerful arms, sharp claws, and strong teeth. However, each set of combative skills stressed one thing above all - the use of one's environment.

Swordsmanship

Foremost, Peter Greystoke taught William how to use a sword. If used properly, a sword could subdue nearly any foe regardless of the odds. Because Peter was a master swordsman, William learned from the best. In addition, William also learned how to wield a knife efficiently as well. By the time he was fifteen, William was as deadly a swordsman as his father - making his father extremely proud.

Archery

Peter Greystoke always thought that a warrior needed to rely more on his wits and less on his strength. In this way of thinking, he emphasized that not all battles could take place in a common melee setting. Ranged weapons would need to be used. Therefore, he taught William the skill of archery. With William's keen eyesight, strength, and balance, he quickly became a deadly archer. Although he quickly mastered all sorts of pistols, rifles, and other firearms, the bow remained his favorite ranged weapon of all.

Stealth and Tracking

Peter Greystoke taught William how to hunt. Peter said that, when approaching an enemy, one must turn them into prey and become the hunter. Once again drawing on the environment, Peter taught young William how to move quickly and silently, utilizing his Lycan abilities to the fullest. Eventually, William was able to pass through an area with absolute silence.

Because of his keen senses, tracking came almost naturally to William. Peter Greystoke taught him what exactly to look for. Together with his abilities of combat, weaponry, marksmanship, and stealth, William was turning into a deadly hunter. Those skills passed down to him and made him who he is today. He utilized them all throughout World War II, his quest to avenge his mother and father's deaths, his first hunt against a vampire sect, and all of his journeys afterward.

Equipment:

Modified Compound Bow
Modified Compound Bow

  • Given a 200lb draw-weight.
  • Possesses scope and laser targeting system.
  • Fully functional with all standard arrow-types.
  • Has custom arrow designs (exploding arrows, arrows filled with Holy Water, etc.)
  • Blades can attach to top and bottom limb for melee combat.

The Sword of William Greystoke
Lycan Knight

  • Blade composed of a mixture of adamantium and silver.
  • Full-tang blade is four feet long, three inches wide.
  • Handle is twelve inches long; ten-inch leather grip, two-inch pommel.

Knife of William Greystoke
Knife

  • Blade composed of a mixture of adamantium and silver.
  • Full-tang blade is eighteen inches long, one and a half to two inches wide.
  • Handle is seven inches long; six-inch wooden grip, one-inch pommel.

Knife

  • Blade composed entirely out of vibranium.
  • Full-tang blade is eighteen inches long, nearly two inches wide.
  • Handle is six inches long, leather-wrapped grip.

Wolf Pack Uniform

  • Worn on missions involving Wolf Pack.
  • Equipped with tracking device for emergencies.
  • Embedded nanotechnology which acclimates the suit to Greystoke's needs.
  • Has body armor which can be mounted separately.
  • Has an inner layer of vibranium-laced fabric.

Knife Assortment

Adamantium Claws

  • Made of solid adamantium.
  • Three kept in each forearm.
  • Occasionally effects healing factor.

Chun Gum

  • Blade of Korean origin.
  • Blade composed of 16 layers of 1090 carbon steel.
  • Handle covered in ray skin, then wrapped with a leather grip.
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CVnU Origins: The Hunter (Part 1)

General Information:

The Hunter
  • Name: William Greystoke
  • Origin: Lycan
  • Age: 225
  • Height: 6' 6"
  • Weight: 265lbs
  • Eye Color: Varies
  • Hair Color: Brown

Lineage:

The Greystokes

The Essence of Fear

Creatures of the night have existed for thousands of years. They are the substance of legend, nightmares come to life. Among these creatures are the lycans - immortal, shape-shifting beings who draw their power from the moon itself. Their characteristics most closely resemble those of a wolf. Of these many characteristics comes a certain "pack mentality."

Of the many various bloodlines and breeds, the Greystoke line was graced with exceptional physical and mental capabilities. Among these mental capabilities was the ability to maintain control over the beast within. Whether in the form of man or beast, their will was their own. No carnal desires overtook them; and in that regard, they slowly began to transition from man's nightmare to his protector.

King Malcolm Greystoke - 1246

However, aside from benefiting man, the abilities of the Greystoke bloodline also benefited their own kind as well. The Greystokes were able to use their minds to command their lycan kin - just as an alpha wolf asserts its dominance to control a pack. In return, lycans everywhere yielded to the mighty Greystokes and were united under one banner.

The Greystoke Patriarch, Malcolm Greystoke, took the throne as the first true King of the Lycan Underworld in A.D. 1246. In doing so, he devoted his cause to protecting mankind and ensuring the prosperity of his people. Building a stronghold in the highlands of Scotland, he called it Greystoke Manor.

An Era of War

Vampires

In 1488, Malcolm and his mate conceived and an heir was born unto the Greystoke name - a son whom Malcolm named Peter. During that same year, the Lycan Underworld faced its first great threat - Vampires. For centuries, there had been an uneasy peace between the two races of immortals. Tensions had arisen concerning the existence of humans.

The lycans had been living alongside the humans in peace. Certainly, there would be the occasional rogue every now and then that had terrorized the humans - hunting them down and either turning them or devouring them. However, any attacks on humans brought down the wrath of the Greystokes. In cases such as those, King Malcolm himself would hunt down the rogues and kill them. What he did was not for the humans, but for his kin.

The humans vastly outnumbered lycans all over the globe. Collectively, their power could potentially have crushed the relatively young Lycan Underworld. Therefore, in instances where lycans went on killing sprees of human innocents, there was a potential to spread justifiable hatred towards all lycans. It benefited the lycans was a race far more to have the humans as allies, and it would keep them from the brink of extinction.

This is where the lycans and vampires had different tactics. While the lycans wanted to keep the peace and bring prolonged prosperity to all races, the vampires sought only to do so for their own; and their was no better way to do that than to subjugate the humans. Thus, they began to attack villages and storm human strongholds in Eastern Europe where they would either turn, enslave, or devour the inhabitants thereof.

At first, King Malcolm hesitated to get his people involved in a war between the vampires and humans. However, when the vampires began to attack human settlements under lycan protection, Malcolm's mind was made up and the lycans went to war.

The Young Prince in Battle

By 1531, the war had already spread throughout the entire continent of Europe and to some parts of Asia. It was during that same year that King Malcolm Greystoke led and invasion into the East alongside his son, Prince Peter. Though he was forty-three years old, the prince was still considered young by most lycan standards.

The lycan force had marched its way east through Italy and had begun to enter lands of Austria and Hungary - known for being lands which contained many strongholds to the vampires. Under a full moon, the ferocious army of lycans were preparing to attack a fortress which housed a prestigious coven of vampires. Successfully destroying it would bring the war one step closer to coming to an end.

As they reached the castle and bombarded it with siege equipment, enemy reinforcements arrived on the scene. From behind, vampiric cavalry swept in and began to attack the rear. At that same moment, an army of defenders emptied from the bombarded keep. It was a trap, for the castle and vampire nobles presents were mere bait for the lycans. Trapped on either side, the lycans were pinned down with their king and prince caught in the middle.

Finally, a large vampiric noble by the name of Nostrovich found King Malcolm on the battlefield. As the two titans of their races collided, it was not long before the mighty lycan king dominated his vampire foe. Yet, just as King Malcolm was about to deliver the killer blow to his enemy, several vampires armed with crossbows took aim. Malcolm was stopped as several silver-tipped bolts pierced his body, and he fell to his knees.

From across the moonlit battlefield, young Prince Peter watched as the cold Nostrovich elder rose up and moved towards the helpless lycan king. Caught in his own fight, Peter desperately tried to break away and tear through the masses in order to come to his father's aid; but he was too late. In agony, he watched the Nostrovich elder brandish a sword and behead the Greystoke patriarch... Alas, the mighty king was dead and the lycan army began to fall back.

King Peter Greystoke - 1531

It was in that moment, when all hope was lost, that Peter threw down his weapons and transformed into his true lycan state. Leaping across the battlefield with an unbridled fury, the Greystoke Legacy tore down every vampire in his way. When he reached to Nostrovich elder, the vampire tried to fight back, but to no avail. Peter's wrath was too strong. Striking away the vampire's sword, Peter sank his large canine fangs into the throat of his enemy and ripped it out. Then, taking hold of the head with his sharp talons, the lycan lord literally ripped the vampire's head away from his shoulders and avenged his father.

Covered in blood, Peter looked up at the moon and let out a long, deep howl. It was at that moment when the lycans halted their retreat and rallied behind their prince-turned-king. Though they were outnumbered, the lycans banded together and tore through the vampires' forces with raw ferocity. When dawn came, the castle had fallen to the lycans and not a single vampire remained alive on the premise. What few nobles had survived made their way through underground tunnels to safety. The tunnels were then caved in so that the relentless lycans could not follow. That day marked not only the fall of the Nostrovich Clan, but as the day that one king died and another one was born. Thus, Peter Greystoke took his place as the next King of the Lycan Underworld.

William Greystoke

King Peter Greystoke and his "Hunters" - 1642

Eventually, the Lycan Underworld had begun to expand into an actual empire. For over two hundred years, King Peter Greystoke increased the lycans' holdings by more than ten fold. His reign had been defined by the eternal feud between the vampires and lycans. Not only had he defended Greystoke Manor and many human settlements from the attack of vampires, but he took a more proactive approach to the war.

Rather than waiting for the vampires to make their move, he actively sought out their covens and began to hunt them down. Hence, many of his enemies began to call King Peter Greystoke "The Hunter." Over time, that title defined him and became like a mantle... an idea that resembled the spirit of the lycan race under King Peter's rule. Even his own personal guards which accompanied him on various missions and conquests were referred to as "hunters."

Yet, despite the amounts of wealth and plunder gained from the war with the vampires, Peter continued to honor his father's law by continuing his protection of the humans. The role of the lycans throughout history had been to protect mankind, not to rule or subjugate it. As part of its territorial growth, the Lycan Underworld expanded throughout the entire continent of Europe and even parts of Asia and Africa - though forever keeping its capital as the original Greystoke Manor.

William Greystoke - 1812

In 1787, Peter decided that the time was right to produce another heir to the throne. Therefore, he and his mate conceived and brought forth a son whom Peter named William. Indeed, the Greystokes had become a true aristocracy as William was the first to be born into a world of plenty. Despite being an aristocrat, William was brought up with rigorous training as he was groomed to be a future king.

His training consisted of a strict regime of mental, physical, and psychological training. A typical day of study would begin with physical training, followed by academics (mathematics, language, philosophy, etc.), then more physical training before the day's end. Academics would include principles of economics, philosophy, and military strategy - highly beneficial for a future king. His physical training was broken down into conditioning and combat. The conditioning focused on balance, agility, and learning to control his powers. The combat training was broken down into unarmed combat, armed combat, and then a mixture of both. For decades, William was periodically sent across the globe in order to master new forms of combat - just as his father did before him.

Because the young prince displayed such great progression in his training, King Peter allowed William to accompany him to battle when he was fully grown. Remarkably, William kept calm in battle and handled the experience well. For twenty more years, Peter and William went to battle alongside one another. Once he was experienced enough, William was given command of his father's armies and began to travel the globe in a conquest against the vampires alone.

As time went on, the weapons became more sophisticated and the lycans adapted. Swords and shields had begun to be replaced with firearms and cartridges. Muzzle-loaded cannons had been replaced with more modern automatic artillery. In addition, the use of stealth became more and more widely used. Large battles that had once involved thousands of warriors had become small incursions involving no more than thirty on either side.

By 1930, the Lycan Underworld had become one of the most powerful empires on the planet. Yet, it had grown to the point where it interacted vastly with the economy and even the stock market. Even when markets all over the world crashed, the lycans were affected. Nevertheless, they had prevailed. In deed, their power had greatly resembled the might and glory that was once Rome.

Yet, even Rome fell eventually...

Dethroned:

By 1940, the entire world was going to war. As the famous Blitz was executed, Germany tried to subdue the might of Great Britain. Of all the factions of the Underworld, the Lycans were still the most prevalent class of immortals. Once regarded as dogs which haunted caves and sewers, their aristocracy had become notoriously famous to those of "certain circles."

One night, William had returned home to a hero's welcome at Greystoke Manor. The occasion was his latest victory in Romania where he had eliminated a notorious clan of vampires who had enslaved the human inhabitants of the land for centuries. Yet, as he entered the great throne room of Greystoke Manor, he walked in on a meeting between King Peter, the lycan court, and a group of humans.

Faithfully taking his place at his father's side, the prince listened to what the humans had to say. Though he did not know which group they represented, they spoke of the current situation of the world. Sure enough, mankind's greatest war was on the horizon. The representative spoke of the aftermath of the war, saying that the world itself would be in a state of shambles. Furthermore, he said that the world would be ripe for the taking. He then extended his hand towards the lycan king and offered an alliance. If the Lycan Underworld were to join this "Order" of his, then they would share in the ownership of a new world.

King Peter wisely declined, stating that it was not the lycans' purpose to dominate men; but to make sure that no one else would. The human thought for a moment, then stated that those who did not stand by the "Order" would stand against it. Immediately, William moved forward to strike down this mere human who dared to threaten his father; but King Peter placed his hand on his son's shoulder and kept him at bay.

As the humans left, William turned to his father and said, "Why did you allow them to leave?! They threatened you! They threatened us!"

"True." King Peter replied. "But time will tell if these humans reveal themselves to be an actual threat, my son."

"Who were those men anyway?" William asked.

"Templars..." Peter replied to his son.

"Weren't the Templars down away with? How does a dead society expect to wield any real power... especially against our empire?"

"Trust me, my son... That society never died in the first place..."

With that, William was told to ignore the matter and attend unto his reception. Late into the night, while his father and the other members of the council dealt with more pressing matters, William Greystoke celebrated with his friends and comrades. After drunken bouts of sparring with his lycan kin and carousing with several females, William and his peers fell asleep in the great hall.

The next morning, William awoke naked on a table with two females wrapped in a tablecloth next to him. He paused as he heard a distant rumbling and humming sound in the distance. Just as it became louder, a large explosion rocked the hall. Large bombs filled with shards of silver nitrate were being dropped down upon Greystoke Manor by airplanes.

Immediately, alarms were raised and the Lycans took their positions to defend Greystoke Manor. From the sky, dozens of bombers rained down explosives packed with shards of silver. Upon detonation, any lycans that were hit by the shrapnel could not heal properly. Therefore, normal explosions dealt far greater damage. To make matters worse, it took place during a time with there was a new moon in the sky - meaning that the lycans were already in their weakest state.

Across the sea, large battleships fired their massive guns at Greystoke Manor from miles away - cutting off an escape by sea. Cutting off the land routes was a massive army consisting of nearly fifty tanks and nearly a dozen heavy artillery units. During the onslaught, Peter found his son and told him to take a group of survivors and escape through hidden passages into the mountains.

As William gathered survivors, King Peter led an attack to divert the enemies' attention. Meanwhile, William assisted members of the council and other survivors to get to safety. Nearly an hour later, there was barely anything left of Greystoke Manor. The cannons had ceased fire; and amid the smoke and fire, King Peter finally emerged. However, he was chained down like a dog. His body was covered in gunshot wounds and a tight moon shackle was secured around his neck - preventing him from transforming into a more powerful state.

Behind him, the same man who had been in the lycan court the night before kicked King Peter down to his knees and yelled, "DO YOU SEE YOUR KING?! This is what happens to those who oppose the ORDER... I thought this mongrel had a SON... Come out now... Your father NEEDS you..." With that, the man pulled out a Webley revolver and put it up to the back of Peter's head - no doubt loaded with silver nitrate rounds.

From a far off distance, William watched as his father's suffering. Every fiber of his being wanted to race back and tear off that man's throat; but an older member of the council stopped him, stating that it was a trap. If William rushed in, both he and his father would be killed - destroying the Greystoke Legacy and thus leaving the lycans scattered and leaderless. Therefore, he was forced to watch as the man emptied the revolver's cylinder into the back of Peter Greystoke's head - killing the lycan king. With that, the man gave a signal and the bombardment concluded. In a matter of seconds, the once glorious Greystoke Manor was reduced to ash.

Divided and leaderless, the lycans scattered. William Greystoke had become a king, but the cost was more than he could bear. His family and friends had been completely obliterated. Together, the lycans presented an easy target. The best thing for the lycans as a whole was for them to break off into smaller packs and clans, rebuild their numbers, and then for William to take his place as their rightful king when the time was right.

Banished, poor, and homeless, all that William Greystoke had left of the once powerful lycan empire were a few of the elders from the council and a handful of his father's old relics (saved by one of the elders). On that day, William's entire world came crashing down. All that he had once held dear and all that he knew had been torn away from him. He vowed revenge on the ones who had done this to him... the ones who had destroyed his family... his home... his people...

More coming later... Trust me, it's going to be good.

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CVnU Origins - The Hunter

General Information:

The Hunter
  • Name: William Greystoke
  • Origin: Lycan
  • Age: 225
  • Height: 6' 6"
  • Weight: 265lbs
  • Eye Color: Varies
  • Hair Color: Brown

Lineage:

The Greystokes

The Essence of Fear

Creatures of the night have existed for thousands of years. They are the substance of legend, nightmares come to life. Among these creatures are the lycans - immortal, shape-shifting beings who draw their power from the moon itself. Their characteristics most closely resemble those of a wolf. Of these many characteristics comes a certain "pack mentality."

Of the many various bloodlines and breeds, the Greystoke line was graced with exceptional physical and mental capabilities. Among these mental capabilities was the ability to maintain control over the beast within. Whether in the form of man or beast, their will was their own. No carnal desires overtook them; and in that regard, they slowly began to transition from man's nightmare to his protector.

King Malcolm Greystoke - 1246

However, aside from benefiting man, the abilities of the Greystoke bloodline also benefited their own kind as well. The Greystokes were able to use their minds to command their lycan kin - just as an alpha wolf asserts its dominance to control a pack. In return, lycans everywhere yielded to the mighty Greystokes and were united under one banner.

The Greystoke Patriarch, Malcolm Greystoke, took the throne as the first true King of the Lycan Underworld in A.D. 1246. In doing so, he devoted his cause to protecting mankind and ensuring the prosperity of his people. Building a stronghold in the highlands of Scotland, he called it Greystoke Manor.

An Era of War

Vampires

In 1488, Malcolm and his mate conceived and an heir was born unto the Greystoke name - a son whom Malcolm named Peter. During that same year, the Lycan Underworld faced its first great threat - Vampires. For centuries, there had been an uneasy peace between the two races of immortals. Tensions had arisen concerning the existence of humans.

The lycans had been living alongside the humans in peace. Certainly, there would be the occasional rogue every now and then that had terrorized the humans - hunting them down and either turning them or devouring them. However, any attacks on humans brought down the wrath of the Greystokes. In cases such as those, King Malcolm himself would hunt down the rogues and kill them. What he did was not for the humans, but for his kin.

The humans vastly outnumbered lycans all over the globe. Collectively, their power could potentially have crushed the relatively young Lycan Underworld. Therefore, in instances where lycans went on killing sprees of human innocents, there was a potential to spread justifiable hatred towards all lycans. It benefited the lycans was a race far more to have the humans as allies, and it would keep them from the brink of extinction.

This is where the lycans and vampires had different tactics. While the lycans wanted to keep the peace and bring prolonged prosperity to all races, the vampires sought only to do so for their own; and their was no better way to do that than to subjugate the humans. Thus, they began to attack villages and storm human strongholds in Eastern Europe where they would either turn, enslave, or devour the inhabitants thereof.

At first, King Malcolm hesitated to get his people involved in a war between the vampires and humans. However, when the vampires began to attack human settlements under lycan protection, Malcolm's mind was made up and the lycans went to war.

The Young Prince in Battle

By 1531, the war had already spread throughout the entire continent of Europe and to some parts of Asia. It was during that same year that King Malcolm Greystoke led and invasion into the East alongside his son, Prince Peter. Though he was forty-three years old, the prince was still considered young by most lycan standards.

The lycan force had marched its way east through Italy and had begun to enter lands of Austria and Hungary - known for being lands which contained many strongholds to the vampires. Under a full moon, the ferocious army of lycans were preparing to attack a fortress which housed a prestigious coven of vampires. Successfully destroying it would bring the war one step closer to coming to an end.

As they reached the castle and bombarded it with siege equipment, enemy reinforcements arrived on the scene. From behind, vampiric cavalry swept in and began to attack the rear. At that same moment, an army of defenders emptied from the bombarded keep. It was a trap, for the castle and vampire nobles presents were mere bait for the lycans. Trapped on either side, the lycans were pinned down with their king and prince caught in the middle.

Finally, a large vampiric noble by the name of Nostrovich found King Malcolm on the battlefield. As the two titans of their races collided, it was not long before the mighty lycan king dominated his vampire foe. Yet, just as King Malcolm was about to deliver the killer blow to his enemy, several vampires armed with crossbows took aim. Malcolm was stopped as several silver-tipped bolts pierced his body, and he fell to his knees.

From across the moonlit battlefield, young Prince Peter watched as the cold Nostrovich elder rose up and moved towards the helpless lycan king. Caught in his own fight, Peter desperately tried to break away and tear through the masses in order to come to his father's aid; but he was too late. In agony, he watched the Nostrovich elder brandish a sword and behead the Greystoke patriarch... Alas, the mighty king was dead and the lycan army began to fall back.

King Peter Greystoke - 1531

It was in that moment, when all hope was lost, that Peter threw down his weapons and transformed into his true lycan state. Leaping across the battlefield with an unbridled fury, the Greystoke Legacy tore down every vampire in his way. When he reached to Nostrovich elder, the vampire tried to fight back, but to no avail. Peter's wrath was too strong. Striking away the vampire's sword, Peter sank his large canine fangs into the throat of his enemy and ripped it out. Then, taking hold of the head with his sharp talons, the lycan lord literally ripped the vampire's head away from his shoulders and avenged his father.

Covered in blood, Peter looked up at the moon and let out a long, deep howl. It was at that moment when the lycans halted their retreat and rallied behind their prince-turned-king. Though they were outnumbered, the lycans banded together and tore through the vampires' forces with raw ferocity. When dawn came, the castle had fallen to the lycans and not a single vampire remained alive on the premise. What few nobles had survived made their way through underground tunnels to safety. The tunnels were then caved in so that the relentless lycans could not follow. That day marked not only the fall of the Nostrovich Clan, but as the day that one king died and another one was born. Thus, Peter Greystoke took his place as the next King of the Lycan Underworld.

William Greystoke

King Peter Greystoke and his "Hunters" - 1642

Eventually, the Lycan Underworld had begun to expand into an actual empire. For over two hundred years, King Peter Greystoke increased the lycans' holdings by more than ten fold. His reign had been defined by the eternal feud between the vampires and lycans. Not only had he defended Greystoke Manor and many human settlements from the attack of vampires, but he took a more proactive approach to the war.

Rather than waiting for the vampires to make their move, he actively sought out their covens and began to hunt them down. Hence, many of his enemies began to call King Peter Greystoke "The Hunter." Over time, that title defined him and became like a mantle... an idea that resembled the spirit of the lycan race under King Peter's rule. Even his own personal guards which accompanied him on various missions and conquests were referred to as "hunters."

Yet, despite the amounts of wealth and plunder gained from the war with the vampires, Peter continued to honor his father's law by continuing his protection of the humans. The role of the lycans throughout history had been to protect mankind, not to rule or subjugate it. As part of its territorial growth, the Lycan Underworld expanded throughout the entire continent of Europe and even parts of Asia and Africa - though forever keeping its capital as the original Greystoke Manor.

William Greystoke - 1812

In 1787, Peter decided that the time was right to produce another heir to the throne. Therefore, he and his mate conceived and brought forth a son whom Peter named William. Indeed, the Greystokes had become a true aristocracy as William was the first to be born into a world of plenty. Despite being an aristocrat, William was brought up with rigorous training as he was groomed to be a future king.

His training consisted of a strict regime of mental, physical, and psychological training. A typical day of study would begin with physical training, followed by academics (mathematics, language, philosophy, etc.), then more physical training before the day's end. Academics would include principles of economics, philosophy, and military strategy - highly beneficial for a future king. His physical training was broken down into conditioning and combat. The conditioning focused on balance, agility, and learning to control his powers. The combat training was broken down into unarmed combat, armed combat, and then a mixture of both. For decades, William was periodically sent across the globe in order to master new forms of combat - just as his father did before him.

Because the young prince displayed such great progression in his training, King Peter allowed William to accompany him to battle when he was fully grown. Remarkably, William kept calm in battle and handled the experience well. For twenty more years, Peter and William went to battle alongside one another. Once he was experienced enough, William was given command of his father's armies and began to travel the globe in a conquest against the vampires alone.

As time went on, the weapons became more sophisticated and the lycans adapted. Swords and shields had begun to be replaced with firearms and cartridges. Muzzle-loaded cannons had been replaced with more modern automatic artillery. In addition, the use of stealth became more and more widely used. Large battles that had once involved thousands of warriors had become small incursions involving no more than thirty on either side.

By 1930, the Lycan Underworld had become one of the most powerful empires on the planet. Yet, it had grown to the point where it interacted vastly with the economy and even the stock market. Even when markets all over the world crashed, the lycans were affected. Nevertheless, they had prevailed. In deed, their power had greatly resembled the might and glory that was once Rome.

Yet, even Rome fell eventually...

Dethroned:

By 1940, the entire world was going to war. As the famous Blitz was executed, Germany tried to subdue the might of Great Britain. Of all the factions of the Underworld, the Lycans were still the most prevalent class of immortals. Once regarded as dogs which haunted caves and sewers, their aristocracy had become notoriously famous to those of "certain circles."

One night, William had returned home to a hero's welcome at Greystoke Manor. The occasion was his latest victory in Romania where he had eliminated a notorious clan of vampires who had enslaved the human inhabitants of the land for centuries. Yet, as he entered the great throne room of Greystoke Manor, he walked in on a meeting between King Peter, the lycan court, and a group of humans.

Faithfully taking his place at his father's side, the prince listened to what the humans had to say. Though he did not know which group they represented, they spoke of the current situation of the world. Sure enough, mankind's greatest war was on the horizon. The representative spoke of the aftermath of the war, saying that the world itself would be in a state of shambles. Furthermore, he said that the world would be ripe for the taking. He then extended his hand towards the lycan king and offered an alliance. If the Lycan Underworld were to join this "Order" of his, then they would share in the ownership of a new world.

King Peter wisely declined, stating that it was not the lycans' purpose to dominate men; but to make sure that no one else would. The human thought for a moment, then stated that those who did not stand by the "Order" would stand against it. Immediately, William moved forward to strike down this mere human who dared to threaten his father; but King Peter placed his hand on his son's shoulder and kept him at bay.

As the humans left, William turned to his father and said, "Why did you allow them to leave?! They threatened you! They threatened us!"

"True." King Peter replied. "But time will tell if these humans reveal themselves to be an actual threat, my son."

"Who were those men anyway?" William asked.

"Templars..." Peter replied to his son.

"Weren't the Templars down away with? How does a dead society expect to wield any real power... especially against our empire?"

"Trust me, my son... That society never died in the first place..."

With that, William was told to ignore the matter and attend unto his reception. Late into the night, while his father and the other members of the council dealt with more pressing matters, William Greystoke celebrated with his friends and comrades. After drunken bouts of sparring with his lycan kin and carousing with several females, William and his peers fell asleep in the great hall.

The next morning, William awoke naked on a table with two females wrapped in a tablecloth next to him. He paused as he heard a distant rumbling and humming sound in the distance. Just as it became louder, a large explosion rocked the hall. Large bombs filled with shards of silver nitrate were being dropped down upon Greystoke Manor by airplanes.

Immediately, alarms were raised and the Lycans took their positions to defend Greystoke Manor. From the sky, dozens of bombers rained down explosives packed with shards of silver. Upon detonation, any lycans that were hit by the shrapnel could not heal properly. Therefore, normal explosions dealt far greater damage. To make matters worse, it took place during a time with there was a new moon in the sky - meaning that the lycans were already in their weakest state.

Across the sea, large battleships fired their massive guns at Greystoke Manor from miles away - cutting off an escape by sea. Cutting off the land routes was a massive army consisting of nearly fifty tanks and nearly a dozen heavy artillery units. During the onslaught, Peter found his son and told him to take a group of survivors and escape through hidden passages into the mountains.

As William gathered survivors, King Peter led an attack to divert the enemies' attention. Meanwhile, William assisted members of the council and other survivors to get to safety. Nearly an hour later, there was barely anything left of Greystoke Manor. The cannons had ceased fire; and amid the smoke and fire, King Peter finally emerged. However, he was chained down like a dog. His body was covered in gunshot wounds and a tight moon shackle was secured around his neck - preventing him from transforming into a more powerful state.

Behind him, the same man who had been in the lycan court the night before kicked King Peter down to his knees and yelled, "DO YOU SEE YOUR KING?! This is what happens to those who oppose the ORDER... I thought this mongrel had a SON... Come out now... Your father NEEDS you..." With that, the man pulled out a Webley revolver and put it up to the back of Peter's head - no doubt loaded with silver nitrate rounds.

From a far off distance, William watched as his father's suffering. Every fiber of his being wanted to race back and tear off that man's throat; but an older member of the council stopped him, stating that it was a trap. If William rushed in, both he and his father would be killed - destroying the Greystoke Legacy and thus leaving the lycans scattered and leaderless. Therefore, he was forced to watch as the man emptied the revolver's cylinder into the back of Peter Greystoke's head - killing the lycan king. With that, the man gave a signal and the bombardment concluded. In a matter of seconds, the once glorious Greystoke Manor was reduced to ash.

Divided and leaderless, the lycans scattered. William Greystoke had become a king, but the cost was more than he could bear. His family and friends had been completely obliterated. Together, the lycans presented an easy target. The best thing for the lycans as a whole was for them to break off into smaller packs and clans, rebuild their numbers, and then for William to take his place as their rightful king when the time was right.

Banished, poor, and homeless, all that William Greystoke had left of the once powerful lycan empire were a few of the elders from the council and a handful of his father's old relics (saved by one of the elders). On that day, William's entire world came crashing down. All that he had once held dear and all that he knew had been torn away from him. He vowed revenge on the ones who had done this to him... the ones who had destroyed his family... his home... his people...

More coming later... Trust me, it's going to be good.

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The Ultimate Hunter (Bio-in-Progress)

Characteristics:


The Ultimate Hunter
  • Name: William Greystoke
  • Origin: Lycan
  • DOB: Unknown
  • Height: 6' 6"
  • Weight: 265 lbs.
  • Eye Color: Varies Depending on Mood
  • Hair Color: Brown
  • Alias:  The Cerebral Assassin
  • Occupations: Fighter, Soldier of Fortune, Assassin, Bodyguard



Origin:


A Man Without a Past...


In 1953, a man woke up in a hospital bed in London, England.  Unsure of where he was, the man attacked the doctors and nurses who were tending to him.  Less than sixty minutes prior to that event, the surgical staff had removed three projectiles from his body - a bullet from his liver, one from the left ventricle of his heart, and another that had lodged itself in his skull.

With a burst of strength, he managed to literally throw several people across the room.  When they tried to sedate him, the sedatives had no effect.  To make matters worse, the man had neither a clue to his identity nor an understanding of his unique abilities.  He did not know anything or his origins and had no recollection of any events prior to waking up in the hospital.  As far as he was knew, he had no past....

Within minutes of waking up, the man broke out of the hospital - battling through wave-after-wave of security and personnel.  Eventually, he was able to obtain more suitable clothing in order to evade those who were looking for him.  Though he knew nothing about his origins, he seemed to already know what to do.  It was as if random skill sets began to surface, coming about much like instincts.

When he was wandering alone through the dark city streets of London, his eyes seemed to see people a certain way.  Immediately, he would scan different aspects of a person (the way they walked, how they carried themselves, if they were concealing a weapon, etc.).  Somehow, he was also able to hear their conversations clearly and even the rhythmic sound of their heart beating.  Even the way that they smelled told him of their intentions.


Birth of a Predator...


Despite not knowing of his past, it came to haunt him soon enough.  For three days, the man had wandered through London merely trying to survive.  However, his instincts alerted him that something was wrong.  For those three days, there were three scents that had always lingered around him.....  He was being followed.  Sure enough, his instincts told him precisely what to do.

Through careful planning, he led his three stalkers into an abandoned warehouse where he had set a trap.  As if trained to do so, the man engaged his three assailants in hand-to-hand combat.  Somehow, he managed to gain the upper hand.  Though his opponents were highly-skilled, the man was able to physically overpower them with relative ease.  Not only did he physically overpower them, but his fighting abilities surpassed those of his opponents.

Upon decimating the first two assailants, the man made his way over to the third.  The third assassin had been crippled and was nearly dead.  Before he died though, the man demanded answers from him.  With his dying last breath, the assassin claimed that they were hunters on a mission to exterminate the last of the Greystoke Clan of Lycans.  The assassin even mentioned the man's name......  William.

With that, the assassin died.  As he looked down at the one who was sent to kill him, the man said, "My name is William Greystoke, and from this day forward, I am the Hunter......"  In that moment, the man had gained two names - one which he would define later on, and another which would purely define him.  Allowing his instincts to fully kick in, William Greystoke embraced the persona of the Hunter and began to hunt down those who had once hunted him.


Becoming the Cerebral Assassin...


After hunting down the ones who wanted him dead, the Hunter's next order of business was to make a place for himself.  Already, he was highly-skilled in tracking, stealth techniques, hand-to-hand combat, and marksmanship.  His physical attributes (which he began to learn more about and get in touch with every day) increased the effectiveness of his skills to an exponential level.

Therefore, the Hunter became a gun for hire.  He used his abilities to hunt down whoever needed to be dealt with.  If the price was right, he would not hesitate to collect the bounty.  Money and fame were just part of the reward, for the true reward was the thrill of the kill.  Allowing his instincts to take over, the Hunter used adrenaline like a drug.  He constantly pushed himself to go further and to turn killing into a true form of art.  Part of that challenge was to never hunt down an opponent who would not fight back.

For over half a century, William Greystoke traveled the globe to learn from the best.  Already, his skills had been finely-tuned.  Now, it was only a matter of bringing them up to speed with his animal-like urges and lusts.  With several decades of training, the Hunter had become one of the most feared killers on the planet.  His ability to synchronize his animal-like abilities with his keen tactical skills made him unstoppable.

When engaging an opponent, he could quickly and systematically break them down.  Detecting their strengths and weaknesses in an instant, he was able to choose the best course of action in an instant.  From there, he would proceed to emotionally and physically break them down.  In order to challenge himself, he would sometimes savor the kill and prolong his opponent's suffering.  Thus, he quickly earned the reputation as the Cerebral Assassin.


Current Status in the "Ultimate Universe"


If you are the best at something, why hide it?  For the right price, the Hunter will solve any problem that may present itself.  Though he has been known primarily to operate as a "Lone Wolf," the Hunter will team up as long as it does not slow him down.  When it comes to protecting the world from danger, William Greystoke has chosen the path of self-preservation above all others.

Though some "heroes" have enlisted his services in the past, villains also enlist his services from time-to-time.  It all goes to show just how unpredictable the Hunter is.  The only thing that is certain is this: if one decides to double cross the Hunter, there will be Hell to pay.  Fear, brutality, and cunning are the tools which he uses to make death into an art; and each time, the Hunter creates a masterpiece....










Blah.....  I'll type in the rest and add pictures later.
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The "VINE" in RPG's..... I've Got It!

 I just got an idea for how we can use "vine" in RPG's and actually have some MEANING behind it....
 
Many years ago, a small company pioneered in the field of communication.  They created a platform for all types of communication that was relatively simple.  However, for a platform so simple in design, the service was extremely fast, secure, and reliable.  Eventually, this small company dominated the entire communications market (mobile, land lines, internet, cable, etc.) and named its platform "V.I.N.E." (which stood for Viral Interactive Networking Engine).  Suddenly, the phrase, "I heard it through the vine." took on a whole new meaning as VINE Enterprises dominated the corporate world.
 
As they continued to dominate all types of media, we saw the emergence of such things as Vine News and the debut of the King of the Vine Championships (an event which had more viewers tuning in than the Super Bowl).  With all it's wealth and prosperity though, the CEO of Vine Industries has still remained anonymous.  One thing can be certain.  If something happens, you will hear about it through the vine.....
 
I think it's a good idea to have this.  If you all have any other ideas for the "vine," let's hear them.  If not, let's go ahead and use this and adapt it to the current continuity of RPG's.

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The Difference Between Heroes and Neutrals...

starring Feral Nova and the Hunter (special guest appearance by Homicide)



Feral Nova says:
LMAO no... house scares me xP

The Animal says:
lol

The Animal says:
House is my idol  

Feral Nova says:
o_o your idol is a meanie

The Animal says:
yup

The Animal says:
just like me

The Animal says:
*randomly pushes an old man down some stairs*

Feral Nova says:
O_O

Feral Nova says:
*slowly walks away*

The Animal says:
sorry

The Animal says:
I.... don't know what came over me.

The Animal says:
omg

The Animal says:
I think that old man's getting back up...

Feral Nova says:
O_O

Feral Nova says:
call 911!

The Animal says:
He's got a cane!

The Animal says:
*runs from the old man*

Feral Nova says:
*wonders why he's running until the old man pulls a sword from his cane and starts swinging at Nova* YOU LITTLE WHIPPER SNAPPERS!

Nova: O_O AHHHHH! WAIT UP! *runs after Hunter*

The Animal says:
....holy crap

The Animal says:
Don't run after ME!

The Animal says:
He'll follow!

The Animal says:
just.... fire him up or something!

Feral Nova says:
WHAT?! I CANT SET A OLD MAN ON FIRE! >_< I'm a damn hero! Why dont you slice him up with your calws?!

The Animal says:
He's old!  And he smells bad!  I don't want that stuff getting on my claws... which go back into MY body!

Feral Nova says:
o_O what? You dont wash your calws after you use them? ...ewwww!!!

The Animal says:
Well come on, it's not like I can just get out the soap after I'm done killing $hit and scrub-a-dub-dub!

Feral Nova says:
hhmm... I never thought of that.... BUT STILL! >_< Use that damn bow or something! Cant you get your damn pack to take him down!?

The Animal says:
and waste an arrow on HIM?

The Animal says:
Come on, just shoot fire.  Just aim, close your eyes, roast, and then open your eyes again!

Feral Nova says:
D: but the guilt will eat me alive!

Feral Nova says:
I'll never be able to call myself a hero ever again! T_T

Feral Nova says:
I have morals you know!

The Animal says:
Dammit!

The Animal says:
*shoots the old man in the head with an arrow*

The Animal says:
NOW look what you made me do....

Feral Nova says:
*watches the brains fly out of his head* O_O ........ damn

Feral Nova says:
you.... you just killed an old man! D:

The Animal says:
....he had a sword.

Feral Nova says:
he was 95 years old! He could barly hold it up!

The Animal says:
*nudges the corpse with his foot*

Feral Nova says:
o_O ewwwww......

The Animal says:
I'm 92 years old..... so it's fair.

Feral Nova says:
LMAO

Feral Nova says:
yeah but he doesnt have healing abilities!

The Animal says:
not MY fault he isn't immortal....

Feral Nova says:
your cold... xP

The Animal says:
I'm allowed to be..... I'm neutral.   

Feral Nova says:
damn it... lucky lol

The Animal says:
Wait a minute....

The Animal says:
*looks closer at the corpse, nudges it again*

Feral Nova says:
O_o stop that!

The Animal says:
Ummmm.... this wasn't just any old man....

Feral Nova says:
o_o

Feral Nova says:
t-then... who was it!? O_O

The Animal says:
Look at his clothes... his beard.... his turban..... all the weapons he has all over his body....

The Animal says:
I think I just killed.... Osama Bin Laden.....

Feral Nova says:
O.O

Feral Nova says:
WHAT!?

Feral Nova says:
*looks at the old man again*

Feral Nova says:
o_O

Feral Nova says:
O_o

Feral Nova says:
o_o he's ugly

The Animal says:
HA!

The Animal says:
I'M the one who killed Osama!

The Animal says:
...and YOU didn't!

The Animal says:
*points and laughs*

Feral Nova says:
v_v I fail as a hero....

The Animal says:
OH yeah!

Feral Nova says:
T_T I should just go and jump into the middle of the Pacific Ocean

The Animal says:
OK

The Animal says:
It's THAT way

The Animal says:
*points*

Feral Nova says:
>_>

Feral Nova says:
*jumps into the middle of the pacific ocean*

The Animal says:
And THAT, ladies and gentlemen, is why neutrals are the heroes of the future....

Homicide says:
*Homicide walks up behind Hunter* pphhhh I knew she was a flake...

The Animal says:
*suddenly shoves his claws into Homicide's chest*

Homicide says:
O_O ....................................

The Animal says:
....being neutral means I can do THAT too.

Homicide says:
*spits in his face and dies* X_x

The Animal says:
*wipes the spit off..... walks away....*


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