The boss: August

August Hudson a.k.a Mr. Raris

(An intercepted message sent from secret sector of British.Parliament.Enforcement A.K.A B.P.E to the director)

To the director of B.P.E

August Hudson was born into a family of cowardly renegades who turned on us in '21. That's why he was abandoned in the rain at three months and left to a group of what we thought were monks ,but where later revealed to be assassins. Once he is taken into there custody he practically disappears off the face the earth until we heard reports of young ninjas terrorizing yakuza clan members to gain respect in japan. Eventually we took interest in the case and found out that August (who was going by the moniker Fuyu Senzai-tekina at the time) was leading groups of training assassins like him to fulfill a contract from ruthless wealthy politicians. Eventually we were able to track him down in '81 and convince him to join our forces. We used him as secret assassin we could control to handle new renegade agents. In '86 we figured he needed no more training and sent him on his first contract. The entire mission goes off without a hit (all 167 targets killed without ever being detected even once). After a few more successful hits we were ready title him as one of our most respected and top men, but as it turned out he was still far too loyal to his assassin league and he turned on us when ordered to. Not only did he wipe out one of our secret sectors on the east side, but he also stole several of our most secret/advanced designs. Once again we can't find him. Flash forward to 2000 and his assassins league is hiding behind the mask of a new and innovative technology company that the public loves. This new company went by the name Winter Technology International, and used improved versions of the technology that was stolen from us. The once ruthless assassins where now savvy salesmen who attended extravagant parties and polo matches. Mr. Hudson (now in his '40s) now led the the entire assassin league/company from the shadows and still took hits for money he obviously didn't need. We have agents on his case and will let you know when he has been permanently dealt with.

-From Sector C-36 Alpha

06-27-2006

Real name: August J. Hudson

Sobriquet: Mr. Raris

Age: Is just a number

Hair color: Silver

Eye color: Blue

Height: 6'2

Weight:220 lb

  • Is technically British, but only uses the accent when he fells it will work to his advantage. On a regular basis he takes the cadence of the region he is in at the moment
  • He doesn't technically have any natural born powers, but he does Know a few tricks from years and years of ninja training (Mostly based in espionage)
  • He always has a pistol, a smoke bomb, and a knife on him at all times
  • Almost always has a suit or collared shirt on
  • When on more serious missions he carries a lot more weaponry like a rifle and katana
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A cold place between hell and space

When most people think of deserts they'd assume lots of sand and skin scorching heat. Few would believe how distractingly cold it got when the sun was out of the picture.

Hudson could hardly believe the temperature himself as the cold gusts of wind danced around him and blew through the fresh cuts all through out his body. The shear un-comfort almost made him wish he'd just died along with the others on the plane.

The plane that was suppose to be private. Protected... More than secret, even.

But there was a fox among the sheep and that fox was no where to be found in the wreckage of the plane. Hudson only caught a quick glimpse of the man before he pulled out the EMP that shut down the Boeing, but the image of that face was etched into his memory crystal clear. August searched but found nothing but, eventually, the circular rim of a glock to the back of his neck which was almost warm and relaxing compared to the desert's freezing air.

"Not Bad huh Mr. Hudson? I learned it from watching ya..."

"Oh, how interesting son! " Hudson replied with a false tone of interest

"Yeah mate. See you haven't been as good with covering your tracks as you'd though' and now the cat's out of the bag. You're in charge of Winter Tech and you have some dirt on your shoulders... By the weh, How do ya like the location August? Perfect for killing and not getting caught-"

Hudson then immediately spun around and confiscates the glock only seconds before throwing a kick strong enough to knock the mercenary off his feet. As the man fell, Hudson caught one of his legs and held it up in the air. The more experienced killer then placed his shoe on the mercenary's face and pulled the merc's leg up while also forcing the his head down snapping his brittle neck and soon killing him.

"Yeah son... I guess this is a good place for killing."

Now with the mercenary out of the way, August just had to focus on surviving out in this random massive sand pit, or at least live long enough to be found by his company's search crew.

"So the cat's out of bag... *sigh*... Bet that Keijijo fellow doesn't have to deal with sort of bloody bullsh*t!"

After the complaint Hudson takes the mercenary's cloths for an attempt at warmth and wanders of into the desert.

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<South west Europe- France>

<Mount Pyrenees area>

<February-15-2013>

Hudson ends his hike up the mountain at around 8,500 ft high. The Mare (female horse) he road up the mountain on stopped dead in her tracks and starred at the cherry tree orchid in the distance as if she was about to take the shot her self.

The b-class assassin Hudson brought with him soon arrived to the point too. It took him and his horse a little longer because they were carrying more equipment. “This is a good spot sir. The mist and fog in the air are just thick enough to keep us hidden.”

Hudson replies quietly “Uh-hu...” And then he turns on his Mare so that he too was facing the orchid in the distance. He doesn't turn to look at the young assassin but requests “Sniper Rifle. Silencer. Cigarette.” The young assassin delivers Hudson all of theses supplies and says as out of routine “the time is 5:33 am sir. The target should be arriving in approximately 7 minutes. The buyer is already at the rendezvous as you can see and you have... I'd guess 20 minutes until this fog clears sir.” Hudson nods his head and replies “I only need 5 minutes son... All I need you to do now is be a good spotter. Affirmative?” “Affirmative.” The young man says.

Soon the target also arrives on spot and the young assassin adopts a pare of binoculars. “Target in sight.” Hudson lit a cigarette and equips the silencer to his rifle. “13.14.15. 15 others on location sir.” Hudson took the cap off his sniper rifle's scope. “8 vehicles total. Don't think any of them are well armored though.”

“Good looking out kid.” Hudson levels the rifle to his right eye, takes a second to get a good shot and pulls the trigger. The sound of the shot was muffled and relocated thanks to silencer and the others on spot danced around out of panic. One by one they were put to sleep too.

“No signs of life sir.” The young assassin says moments before hopping back on his horse. Hudson's Mare stood on it's hind legs and neighed out of excitement with Hudson still on her back and gracefully sped off. With the young assassin not to far behind he asks through the form of a curious shout “What are you going to do with the drug lord's body and the rest of the casualties?”

Hudson looked back while he replied this time and pointed to the clouds above “Had helicopters in bound the whole time just in case kid. They'll be dealing with the bodies and making sure the pay is received. You will be getting a nice promotion and I will be enjoying a nice glass of red wine” He laughs and then faced forward again.

<Mission status: Complete>

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Short life (my second now old character)

Real Name: Geoff A. Jonan
Professional Name: Winter

Part time occupations

  • Body guard for C.E.O of Sentry-Co. (Technology and weapons producing company)
  • Occasionally spokesman for Sentry-Co.

Full time Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Not much is known about Winter. What can be confirmed is that he was found in a crater in Antarctica and that he has the following powers/abilities:

Winter's usual human disguise
  • Flight
  • Shape shifting
  • Voice changing
  • Invisibility
  • Energy Blasts (these weaken him for a while)
  • Super strength
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Dead Sentry (My old character)

Real Name: August R. Jonan

Alter ego: Carter Truise (a small time cop)

Race: Sevious

Age: 28

Height: 6'3

Weight: 230 (305 with armor)

Eye color: Blue

Hair color: Blond

Skills:

  • Expertly trained in dozens of alien martial arts styles
  • Well trained assassin and thief
  • Extensively trained leader
  • Field tactics master

Natural powers:

  • Can see perfectly in even pitch black darkness
  • Mild telekinesis

Powers w/suit:

  • Can see most modern technology through walls and blood heat signatures
  • telekinesis
  • sticky (web light) substance for transportation and capturing
  • Can breath under water and in space

Origin

Young August

August was pretty average during his childhood, got all A's and B's, played a few sports and just sort of got by grinding day by day. He had no sense of direction, no dreams of being something more than a store clerk at some fast food joint. It wasn't until his entire world was threatened by aliens from an entirely different galaxy that he even considered trying to make something of his life. Though the choice to decline joining the military was stripped away from him as he was drafted into the army only months after the war out.

Army career

Practically right off the bat August showed great leadership skills and was pretty savvy when it came to war strategies. He quickly made his way through the ranks and led several soldiers into battles they would time and time again. His though was cut short when one of the enemy soldiers captured him in his sleep. Once in their possession he subjected to a handful of experiments they had hoped would make him deadly assets to there final try at invasion. They could have had him too if only they had paid better attention to their guinea pig. When the alien's backs were turned, he would sharpen his skills to the point where he could use his telekinetic powers to distort the entire facilities and navigate his way out using his newly acquired night vision.

Back at square one

He returns to the civilian world

After the whole ordeal with experiments and being abducted he wanted to return to the, but government officials were too afraid that he could be a potential sleeper agent and refused to let him return to battle. After many trails of mental tests and court cases, he was allowed to return to the civilian world and live like a retired veteran. Now in the world of the average joe. He was back to living each day just sort of grinding and waiting for each day to be over. He picked up a half time job to occupy his time, but at the end of the day that too was just boring and didn't challenge him.

Joining Project SENTRY

Without armor

On a random day previously just like any other, August was visited by a group of individuals, who obviously wanted some sort of service from him. He figured it might be some sort of random check up the government officials had ordered to make sure he was still sane. He was right, he did have to take one final mental test, and he was wrong because that wasn't it. Quickly he was put through some physical tests, fitted for what he was told would be his uniform and ready to join project SENTRY. The individuals revealed themselves to high grade scientists and engineers. Recently they had developed a method for tracing the home of the failed attackers to the galaxy of which they had hailed from. They traced the attacker's home galaxy back to the Milky Way. With project SENTRY they could send their very own officials (24) to watch over chunks of the Milky Way galaxy and provide a warning and hold off a possible return of their previous attackers. A chance to get back in action and go to an entirely new galaxy! Of course August accepted the badge and the honor.

***August has been assigned a the sector of the galaxy closest to Earth***

August's race, home planet and galaxy

to be continued...

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Don't run from a SENTRY

The late night's air is filled with the unpleasant screeching of a small liquor store's alert siren as it's being rob by two uninvited robbers. Naturally small time cops rush there way to the event if for nothing else to handle a threat they know they can deal with in such an world with so many super powered beings. Among those thrill thirsty cops is August R. Jonon or Carter Truise as his co-workers referred to him. August was only there to make sure the offenders got what he felt was justice.

Soon the cops arrive at the scene but,

The perpetrators are long gone into the unfavorable darkness of the night. Some investigators arrive at the store to talk to those who saw the whole thing go down and some of the cops just sit in there cars basically praying that one of the crooks shows up so that they'll run and start some type of chase or commotion that only the cops themselves can defuse. After a good devotion of time the investigators and witnesses where able to conclude that there where three light weight, but intricately armed and dangerous criminals that robbed the store. They stole a few drinks and what ever sum of money they could just before speeding away in a stolen armored truck.

August/Carter gets permission to take off for the night after much request from his will-broken-sheriff and sets out to get things done his way.

Every second as he swings through the busy night looking for the crooks, the sound of the city below him keep him motivated and awake. Sure it was unlikely that anyone down there was even the same species as him self, but their lives where just as valuable to August anyways. The dark of the night was just another obstacle in the way of the crooks long ride back to safety, to August the darkness was another ace up his sleeve that he had no problem exploiting and unfortunately the armor of the truck wasn't enough to shield the perp's heat signature from their trackers unusual vision. They soon make a sharp turn onto a highway hoping for a more straight shot home, thought truck's became more of a swerve when the SENTRY's (August) weight came crashing down on it. At first all of those inside didn't panic, but as soon as one of them saw their predator's menacing physique through leaning out his window they lost it. Now they were skidding from one side of the highway to another, just barely missing oncoming drivers. If only they were on absolutely any other highway that night there would without a doubt be a huge crash coming up at hand, but their planning did pay off in certain aspects. To hopefully ensure that no accident would happen on August's hands he uses his telekinetic powers to strip all control of the vehicle away from it's previous driver and send it flying into the woods beside the highway.

The driver didn't make the crash, but the two passengers did through what some might consider pure luck alone.

The two of them slowly made their way out the severely damaged vehicle through crawling and met up at a nearby oak-tree that was sturdy enough to keep them up for the moment. They intermingle for a bit, very unabashedly sharing their anger with the world and then attempt to limp away, but are stopped very abruptly in their tracks when a speeding bullet zips past their faces.

"Who's out there'a HUH! Show yourself you punk a-"

A fist emerges from what seemed to be only shadows and clocks the one brave enough to talk square in the jaw

Still from the shadows a clear yet slightly raspy voice says "You've both been a accused with the felony of robbing possessions far over 500 dollars, breaking and entering, going 20-38 miles over the speed limit, vehicle theft, attempted murder, and various other illegal crimes... How do you plead?"

Both of the two are dead silent with chills for a second, but then the one wasn't just recently punched says "This is some BS man! Who the **** are ya anyways man? Some sort of crooked cop or somethin' huh? Ah swear i'll gut you like a fish bro" The man throws a punch at August, but only clearly brakes something of his own on impact and falls to the ground.

"So you plead guilty i assume" And just as soon as August pulls out his pistols to give them their penalty the sound of several cop car sirens scream in the air and to August alert potently dangerous situation where he is forced to have to battle his own comrades so he say "Well it looks like you guys missed all the action, oh well maybe next time! You just made these two crooks the luckiest of the night!" He says almost jokingly as he backs away into the darkness of the night.

(To be clear August isn't a straight up Judge dredd-like killer usually this is more of a lead in then anything else ;)

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