Saarebas

The Never Ending Hunt

Great :) also may I say I'm loving the cheshire cat demon that Mtntopview made

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The... there was no words that could describe this beast that would cast it in a positive light. It was a mar on the very fabric of nature and a true testament to how wrong science could be. The monster looked around the room, it's new eyes taking in the thousands of different angles it could now see at once before it looked back at the tiny man in front of it. It move it's head from side to side looking Vlad up and down like a confused child or animal trying to understand something before doing what looked like a nodd and let out another clicking and buzzing noise.

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Marshall went to roll his eyes but quickly cringed. He gritted his teeth and chocked back a scream as the warm sensation turned into a burning felling all over his body. He let out a groan before he moved his head back. It could be seen that his skin was slowly sprouting a light grey exoskeleton and it was spreading rather quickly. Like before his body started to grow in size in his wings began to sprout though they were more transparent than before, but this time two small antennae sprouted from his head and when his eyes changed they were that of insects but only purely red. When it was over the abomination that was twice the size of the man in front of him let a sound that was a half clicking half bussing noise.

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"Hasn't any one told you about the no no square doc." Marshall said as Vlad touched his thighs. As he was injected the same warm felling as before started to spread up his thighs and all over his body. His breathing started to pick up and he started to squirm in the seat, but he resisted the urge to scream.

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I'll say, you put my post speed to shame :)

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Marshall cracked his neck once before he looked to Vlad. "Kay Doc mutate away."

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Phew finally made

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Name: Hircine

Age: 21

Race/Species: Demon/Hellhound

Hometown: Planes of the damned in Hell/Arcannaea

Parent(s): Cerberus and Meridia

Weapons: He uses his fangs and claws though he does carry a dagger that looks like it was made from a large monster's tooth

Special Abilities: Hircine can swift from his human disguise to his true Hellhound form at will, though he tends to keep on his disguise to keep humans off his trail. He is much stronger, faster and more agile than most humans, being able to match the speed of a horse while in his Hellhound form. He has lethally sharp claws and fangs that can cut through bones and flesh. He has incredibly sharp senses like all Hellhounds that makes his a expert tracker, and like his father he can track souls them selves though he can only track one at a time at the moment. He can also summon hell fire in both his human and Hellhound form, though it is much more intense in his hell hound form, that can burn a person's very soul.

Appearance:

Human Form

Hircine is 6'1 with a fit body build and dark caramel skin and very light brown hair. He has numerous scars all over his body, the most noticeable being the deep one that wraps around his neck. His eyes are a very deep crimson red.

Hellhound Form

When in his hound form Hircine is about the size of a bull with charcoal black skin that is covered in faintly glowing blood colored markings. His eyes glow a fiery red color.

Clothes

He wears a hooded dark robe, black leather boots and gloves, and a mask that conceals his features.

Pet/companion: He travels alone though he does have dozens of brothers and sisters roaming the worlds

Personality: Hircine is a very with drawn back person, showing little to no emotion at all times. Even while in battle he doesn't show the slightest sign of angry, joy, or even remorse like other demons would. He has no problem taking a life, seeing it as a natural part of life. Despite his lake of emotion Hircine does not shy away from speaking, he will give his point of view on a matter rather it was asked for or not. Like all Hellhounds Hircine has the need to comfort the dying, even if it is by his own claws. He will provide final words of wisdom or reassurance, even guiding the soul to the after life if asked.

Years been in hiding: 14, He has been in hiding since he was captured and stolen from his father by humans that he managed to to escape from, having to kill almost half of them.

Personal Background/History: Like most pups of Cerberus, Hircine was born to a random mate that the massive Hellhond chose for night of excitement. But as cold as that may sound Cerberus took pride in each of his children, which was quite the feat seeing as he had dozens, and would see fit that they would be sculpted into grand warriors like himself. Cerberus was one of the most infamous warriors, though others like to use the title "attack dog" but most of those people end up with a pair of claws at their throat, in Hell's army during the war against the Angles. He would guard the gates of Hell and plunge into the battle fields when called upon. It was his dream to raise his children to be just as fearsome of warriors as he, which he had succeeded with many of them. It would of been the same for Hircine if he was not captured at the age of seven by a group of humans who wished to harm Cerberus in the only way they could, destroying his children. Hircine was held for weeks and was beaten and tortured in ways that would drive any mortal insane. The worst of all was a collar that they put on him, it would dig into his flesh every time the young pup would turn his head. He was on the brink of death when one of his captors made the mistake of leaving the cage they kept him in unlock. Hircine took the chance and tried to escape. He had to attack a few men that tried to stop him, leading to his death, but he managed to escape. But sadly this just left the young pup lost in a world that hated him. He would of surely died if he wasn't taken in by a kind woman who lived in a small village called Arcannaea. She nursed Hircine back to health despite him being a Demon and cared for him for months. He may of stayed longer if he wasn't ran out by a group of hunters that stumbled upon him in the village. Hircine decided rather than go back to Hell and fight for it's army he would stay on earth and sharpen his skills so he could fight for his right to settle where he pleased. So for years he has traveled all over training his skills, even meeting his father again who despite being disappointed with Hircine for not joining Hell's army was proud of him for finding his own fight.

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"Bee DNA. Very scary." Marshall said as he waited to be strapped into the chair.

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Marshall moved to the seat, a grim expression on his face.