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[color=ed1c24][center][h2][b][u]Cole Harland[/u][/b][/h2][/center][/color]
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[color=ed1c24][b][u]Age:[/u][/b][/color] 28

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Gender:[/u][/b][/color] Male

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Eye Colors:[/u][/b][/color][color=ed1c24]Red[/color] and [b]White[/b]

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Personality[/u][/b][/color] 
Cole's childhood combined with his adult life has made him a rather harsh man. His time in both the MRF and The Conclave has taken many friends and loved ones from him and in truth there isn't much left for him. He is a no nonsense guy with a deep hatred for humans and the DMA. Despite all this he isn't so bad once you get to know him. 

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Type:[/u][/b][/color] 3

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Abilities[/u][/b][/color]
Psychological-Cole is capable of taking control of the living and the dead, specifically animals but humans as well if pushed hard enough though this can prove extremely dangerous as it causes him to fall unconscious after extended use. 

Physical-He is also capable of healing himself by leeching off the life force of a living organism.

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Bio[/u][/b][/color]
Cole knew hardship before he turned. His mother had died giving birth to his little sister. Wrought with grief his father took to drinking, so much so he became abusive to his children. Due to his father's inability to show up to work sober, Cole had to work to provide for the family at sixteen. Despite his father remaining an abusive drunk life was relatively steady for a time. When he was eighteen was when his lift changed forever. His little sister, Anne, was murdered on her way home from school. While the police did their searches, Cole knew exactly who it was. However instead of telling the authorities Cole took matters into his own hands. It didn't take long for him to find his sister's killer and what happened next would destroy who he once was. Cole cornered the man in an alley and beat him relentlessly. When he was just holding onto life, in that moment Cole's abilities activated. The veins in his hands and arms turned black and when he went to grab the man his entire life force was siphoned from him. Cole's newfound abilities put him in more danger than he would be if he just killed the man normally. He as now a Gifted, and a hybrid at that, which meant he would be targeted by both the military and the DMA. 

Shortly after abandoning home he joined up with the MRF and quickly moved up the ranks. For a while he knew stability, a place to call home. That was years ago, currently Cole travels alone doing everything necessary to survive.

[color=ed1c24][b][u]Post Example[/u][/b][/color]
A man sat in chair at the center of a room with a black bag over his head. The place seemed to be abandoned and the only light source was from the holes in the boarded up window. The rays of light illuminated the dust particles that floated around the dimly lit room. The bagged man was unconscious but soon awoke to darkness. As one would expect it caused him to become alarmed and he soon began to call out for help. His cries alerted a man outside the room to enter but his heavy footsteps did not comfort the bagged man. [b]"Listen whoever you are just let me go! I won't tell anyone about this I swear to god just don't hurt me!"[/b], his pleading did nothing but have his captor remove the bag. His reaction was instantaneous horror, [b]"NO NO NO NOT YOU OH GOD PLEASE NO!-"[/b] before he could finish his rambling Cole delivered a punch to the man's jaw. He quickly silenced himself as the pain prevented him from continuing to scream. [color=ed1c24][b]"Are you done? Good, because it's my turn to talk"[/b][/color], Cole took a step back and began to pace around his captive. His eyes locked on the man with a look of sheer hatred and scorn. [color=ed1c24][b]"I know you've been following me...Terrance Crewe. I know you aren't a hunter and I know you aren't a bad person. I know you lost your family to a gifted and you've become this Gifted-Hunter. In truth I don't give a shit who you are or what you've been through. You are making my life very difficult. In truth I could have left the bag on you and dropped you off at a gas station or something but you'd still hunt my kind....however this is way is more enjoyable for me"[/b][/color]

[b]"PLEASE NO NO NO N-"[/b], It was too late. Cole grabbed Terrance by the throat and within seconds life left his body. The blood vessels around his neck became black and he seemed to have been starved within seconds. His eyes were sunken in and his face looked as if it had seen the devil in his last moments. When it was over Cole felt an overwhelming sense of euphoria as he leaned against the wall of the room. [color=ed1c24][b]"One less regular to worry about.."[/b][/color], he said as he got off the wall. His business here was done, Cole left the body where it lay and exited the abandoned building. Outside waiting was his car which he quickly got into but before he turned the ignition a thought entered his head. [color=ed1c24][i]"This is the second time a non-hunter has come after me. Maybe it's time I got backup...[/i][/color], he didn't think about it for long before he started up the car and sped away. He was heading for town, perhaps he'd find a like minded Gifted.

[url=https://youtu.be/n9ehbkfyonc]Cole's Theme[/url]
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