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Vince Windrunner

"She'll Always Be Mine"

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a character in “Among the Dark Things”, as played by TristisNox

Description

Name: Vince Windrunner

Age: ~27

Species: Grey wolf shape shifter

Gender: Male

Height: 6'3"

Build: Like a concrete wall

Hair: Shaggy Payne's Grey

Eyes: Tarnished pewter

Other features(scars, birthmarks, etc): Scars everywhere (most prominent is the one starting at the corner of his left eyebrow and ending at the edge of his right lip), always wears a creepy 'I'm insane' smile, when a wolf most of his scars show, missing a small chunk of his left ear

About_Vince_/timeline: Vince was raised to be the next Alpha of his pack and showed promise since he was a pup. However, as he grew older he became more cruel but no one, not even his parents, could stop him. He had one 'friend' who would help him terrorize his fellow pack mates. His cockiness, arrogance, and confidence grew and when he was 19 he challenged his father for the Alpha status. Although an excellent fighter, his father defeated him and forced Vince to resubmit to him. Begrudgingly Vince did so and waited in the shadows for the time to overthrow his father and take his rightful place as Alpha. However, his twisted priorities changed when a young wolf shifter wandered into Windrunner territory in search for shelter. Alpha Windrunner welcomed the girl and found her to be very useful as a huntress and although quiet she entertained the pack with stories on cold winter nights. Unbeknownst to her Vince had become fixated on her and claimed her as his mate. He tried countless times to court her only for her to turn away. One night his patience with her finally dissolved and he attacked her. Even though she was a master fighter her lean form was not made for the head to head onslaught attack he used. While he was distracted for a mere second (the stupid girl bit his tail!) she slipped away and fled from the territory. That night he vowed to find and claim her as his mate. As of now he has found her three times but each time she has managed to slip away from. Though never unhurt from the encounter.

Abilities/strengths: Human- Heightened senses, stamina, super strength, excellent fighter, trained tracker, can shift into a large grey wolf. Wolf- Excellent fighter, built for head to head combat, can track almost anything

Weaknesses: Doesn't realize he isn't invincible, Crazy, Aleara-Rayne Hart, will fight anything even if he will clearly lose

Fears: Doesn't really have any because he's insane

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Fave Actor: David Tennant
Vampire: Salem's Lot
Angel: Archangel
Werewolf: Harry Potter
Animal: Still the platypus

So begins...

Vince Windrunner's Story

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Character Portrait: Vince Windrunner

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To say Vince was frustrated would have been an understatement. He was full on pissed that he could not located the shifter he called mate. Two months ago he had her. He had tracked her for three days before finally revealing himself. They fought (like they always did), it wasn't that big of a deal. So he cut up her back and lip a little? No big deal, it was only to get her to cooperate. And cooperate she did... for the first day and then she blindsided him. She nearly tore out his throat, leaving him to bleed out. That really pissed him off and he went after her. After a huge fight ensued, she disappeared while he tried to stop all the bleeding. The bitch nearly killed him! She would pay. She would pay for what she did and for not knowing her place, and then he would claim her properly so all the world knew she was his.
He stalked through some forest hundreds of miles from his territory and was ready to give up (for the moment) when he smelt it. The delicious scent of blood. Vince's mouth started salivating as he trotted closer, his tail wagging to and fro excitedly. He growled deeply when he found puddles but no meal. He sniffed. One was human, male if he didn't know better (it wreaked of testosterone). The wounded had gone north. He would be tracking the human soon, but he had to pause for a moment. The second scent was familiar. He would know it anywhere. His precious mate was hurt by someone other than him. The human would die a painful death for harming what was him. A grin spread across his muzzle. Humans were always delicious and he was quite hungry.

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Character Portrait: Vince Windrunner

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Vince

Night had fallen by the time Vince arrived at the edge of the city. His face morphed into disgust at the smell of humans. They were vile creatures that needed to die. But they weren't his mission. She was here somewhere. Her blood trail lead him here and he could just catch a hint of her scent somewhere in the city. He shifted into his human form and crept down the hill and entered the sleeping yet awake city. He kept to the shadows as he snagged some pants that were carelessly left drying out a window. Humans. He laughed to himself and started tracking Aleara.
After an hour of hunting he growled in anger. All the smells of the city were interfering and overstimulating his sense of smell. His claws raked down the side of a building as he hit another dead end. Around one he gave up for the night and started stalking around for anything careless enough to cross his path. Then he found one; a young shifter such as himself. He inhaled deeply and grinned. A little rabbit.
"Hello, young man." He smiled hungrily. The rabbit froze with fear in his black beady eyes. "You seem lost, maybe I can help?" He started drooling as the rabbit's heart rate escalated. Reacting on pure instinct, the young shifter fled. Vince howled in delight and pursued the terrified young man. Although fast, the rabbit stood no chance for a seasoned hunter such as the crazed wolf. Within five minutes, Vince plowed into to the side of the rabbit and with powerful chops bit into the jugular veins. Warm succulent blood oozed into Vince's mouth. Vince nearly purred at the sensation. He dragged his kill into an alleyway and feasted. By the time he finished, all that was left was gnawed on bones and a half torn up terrified face. Vince wiped his face and left the carcass in a pile for whatever carrion creatures wanted to feast on it.

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Character Portrait: Michael Serafino Character Portrait: Aleara-Rayn hart Character Portrait: Remiel Serafino Character Portrait: Vince Windrunner

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Vince

With a satisfied stomach, Vince started prowling about the town. He decided to tour the place, get to know it better before finding his bitch. He could wait, a wolf could always wait out his prey. It was especially easy for him at the moment because her scent existed, but she was nowhere to be found. A part of him doubted that she even stayed in a human infested place. Much to Aleara's dislike he knew her quiet well. She wasn't fond of places such as this city because the stimuli could be too overwhelming for her extra sensitive ears and nose. Solid objects tended to make no sounds and if she wasn't careful, she would often run into things and more than once he found her because she left some blood behind. But she was a survivor, her being a live proved it. If she could live 20 years blind and a majority of her life alone, she was a survivor and the perfect mate for him. A sadistic smile croseed his lips as he thought of her and everything he would do to her once he claimed her.

As his mind wandered to the woman that fled from him, he charted the city. Few immortals existed on the human side of it. There apparently was a separate area, not that the human's seemed to notice, specifically for creature like him. Even that was segregated more into each species type. He stood at the crossroads between the shifter side and vampire. Would she have found sactuary with her own kind? Or would she have tried to throw him off by slipping through the immortal's territory that tried to kill them everyday? It wouldn't have been the first time the little tramp entered enemy territory and yet she somehow always survived. Tapping his lips he decided to explore the human side more before entering immortal territory.

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Character Portrait: Michael Serafino Character Portrait: Remiel Serafino Character Portrait: Vince Windrunner

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Vince

The search through the rest of the human city turned out to be boring and uneventful. Vince's stomach growled, the bunny wasn't much of a dinner more like an early dessert. Prowling back towards the immortal side a grin spread across his lips. It was a scent of blood, stale air, and decay, but more than that it told him of a good time. He stalked his prey until the vampire grew angry and hissed, "Come out shifter!"
Vince gave a dark chuckle as he faced down the vampire. The woman snarled at him with lethal white teeth and a stance that foretold of centries of battles. Vince gve an excited growl as his grin widened to show of his shifting canine teeth and glowing eyes. With a snap of his mouth, he lunged at her, easily shifting into his large (by wolf stanards) scarred covered grey wolf. Unlike the rabbit from before that stood there and easily died, the vampire easily dodged. The deadly fight was one the woman had never fought in before. Yes, she had seen blood spatter about coloring the world around it brightly, she had seen chunks of flesh be thrown about for carrion creatures to feast on later, but she had never fought a creature like Vince. Every creature has a sense of self preservation and unconsciously protected themselves from their opponent, not Vince. He was so confident that he would never lose a fight that he was alwasy on offense and never defaulted to defense. His insanity was unparellel.
Using the last of her strength, she tossed the crazed wolf and fled; blood oozing from her various wounds. She staggard to the one place she had last seen the princes, they would know what to do. As she made her way to the two men, the crowd parted in horror. Finding one of them, she slurred, "Shifter-" Before pitching forward and ceasing to exist.

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Character Portrait: Aleara-Rayn hart Character Portrait: Galen Dallas Character Portrait: Vince Windrunner

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Aleara

"Thank you for the advice Galen." Al bowed my head and moved some of her unruly hair aside. "You sound as though you know these two particular vampires well. When you say ruthless, do you mean that if provoked they will show no mercy or never cross their path or they will attack? I want to know who I am dealing with if I am to remain in the city longer than a few days." Using the wall Al made her way half a foot from the exit of the alley. She inhaled as deeply as she could trying to take in the vampires' scents. It was difficult and hurt her head trying to sift through all the scents demanding her attention. Finally though she was able to tag them: Damp soil and charred, fabric and fire.
Stepping back into the alley she turned back to the man trying not to wince. The throbbing was back in her side, but she tried to push it away so Galen would not have deal with the pain she was feeling. "And if you do not mind me asking..." She looked down shy and unsure if she should ask. Invasion of privacy and all. "What are you?" She felt her cheeks burn. When the heck did she become bold enough to ask a stranger this? "I have never met another that smells like you."

Vince

Vince was sleeping soundly. He was in the middle of a nice dream where he's found his little bitch and was teaching her, her place. He rumbled low in his chest as Aleara's screams filled his ears and he smiled in glee. He was in the middle of pinning her down when he bolted upright, eyes scanning the immediate area. Someone was coming...