Name: Redecker "Leopard" Krueger.
Age: 40
Appearance: Blue Eyes. Bald (formerly blonde). Average height. Average weight
Nationality: South African
Branch: Direct Action
Role/Occupation: Sniper
Skills: Marksman with rifles. Hand-To-Hand Combat
Weaknesses: Paranoia
Background/Biography: Once he had left the South American defense Force, Redecker Krueger went freelance, selling his services to the highest bidder. He didn't care about politics or what the target did to get a price placed on his head. All that mattered was that the client could afford to pay. Kruger, knowing that getting caught would mean the possibility of being killed in prison by someone on the payroll of whoever hired him, took precautions: head shaved to avoid leaving behind any forensic evidence, going by "The Leopard", having multiple passports so that he could easily flee a country if a job went belly up, talking in code during transactions, only accepting upfront cash payments, and avoiding any spending that could tip off law enforcement. He completed many jobs from Eastern Europe to Sicily to South America. For a time, it appeared that his winning streak would not end until he became old enough to retire
This all changed when he was hired to kill a vigilante. This mysterious had killed many members of the Italian Mob. The Don had sent multiple heavy hitters after him and they didn't come back. "The Leopard", recognizing the potential danger, demanded triple his fee. He arrived in New York and was picked up by the Don's men. Once he had his money and retrieved his weapons, the hunt began. It took him weeks to track down his target. He got in position and waited for the vigilante to walk out into the open. Suddenly, he noticed the smell of rotting meat. The vigilante crawled on the ceiling and hissed at Redecker before jumping down. "The Leopard" immediately pulled out his sidearm and opened fire, congealed blood hitting the floor as the rounds hit their mark. He realized that this wasn't a vigilante, but a monster. The creature leapt at him and slashed at him with its claws.
That would've been the end for the road if someone had not entered the room and shot the creature in the head. He was starting to fall unconscious as his wounds were tended to, seeing them place his target in a body bag and carry it out of the abandoned building. The last thing he heard before passing out was the team loading him into a vehicle
He woke up in a hospital bed and was approached by a man in a suit. He introduced himself as a member of Acheron Recovery Services and that what he had encountered was a monster that had broken out of a government lab before offering him a big fat paycheck if he joined. This left him shocked. For most of his life, he had seen belief in the Supernatural as mere superstition and now he knew for certain that not only was it real, but there was a company dedicated to dealing with it when the things that go bump in the night. Once the intial shock was over, the only question he asked was what would be his first target.
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