Cerberus

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Real Name: Elena Fenrisulfr

Code Name: Cerberus (doesn't seem to register that it's a male name)

Age: ~ 1,000 (looks 25). Even her father's not sure any more. You lose track after so many centuries.

Race: Nefilim (Natural Werewolf)

Secret Identity: To the average person, yes. No one's quite sure how, but yes.

Power Level: 12


Appearance: Sexy, sultry, fierce and cute rolled into one. Sandy brown hair, near permanent wolf ears and tail (she says it makes her irresistable), one green and one yellow eye, and prominent canines, she is fairly tall and well curved, but exudes a chaos that sets off most people's "stay away" alarm. She tends to keep to her Hybrid form, which is larger and furrier but otherwise similar, or her Wolf form, which resembles a rabid Wolf on Steroids, more often than not.

Powers: Like her thrall David, her powers are a rough reflection of common Werewolf myths, though being a Natural one rather than an Infected seems to keep her from having the Blood Fury problem. Super strength, speed, senses, and regeneration mixed with a powerful influence over those she has infected. Unlike David, she seems to keep the bulk of this even when not fully transformed. So far, it also seems she may be immortal, but this just might be her being fortunate enough to have lived through multiple close calls.

Weaknesses: Silver hurts her, but lethality is questionable due to the aforementioned immortality potential. Belladonna makes her widdle tummy upset, so she avoids it. The Full Moon seems to do little other than make her more violent in her play than normal.

Her biggest weakness is that she has the attention span of a gnat. Shiny things, meat, hot guys, small rodents or birds, treats, etc will cause her to forget what she was doing and attempt to aquire said object. High pitched whistles also seem to cause major pain, and she barks at the dog catcher.

Background: The daughter of Garmr, the Norse Dog Guardian of the Underworld, and a giantess, she is the child they'd rather not speak about. You know the one. Everyone knows but won't talk about them, and if someone outside the family inquires, they'll all seek to change the subject. As the Black Sheep, she's been pretty much left out of the back and forth between the earthly agents of the various gods on earth, her only real time in the limelight being the Werewolf Hunts of the Dark Ages, where most of her ex-lovers or their surviving victims were extinguished.

Due to her erratic behavior, her exact movements over time are not well known, but she came to America in the early parts of the Spanish Conquista, reportedly in order to "check out the guys". It wasn't until A.E.G.I.S. was formed that anyone really kept an eye on her, though even they have trouble at times. Many higher ups guess that, even if she's not involved in anything, she's not exactly forgotten by those related to her.

She now spends her time in a highrise apartment in Freedom City (provided to her by parties unknown), on car rides with her head out the window, or prowling the city for some fun. Fun for her includes things as simple as chasing the small creatures in Liberty Park, running after cars, or chasing her own tail, to something as serious as finding a guy who can survive her rather agressive style of love making.

She's either been far more cautious lately in biting others, with David being a mistake, or her infected victims are disappearing rather quickly.

Motivation: Whatever impulse strikes her. Seriously. If she gets it in her head she wants to do something, she's gonna do it. Waiting for her turn or thinking about the consequences doesn't even register to her. Of course, she's had remarkable luck in not getting into trouble. Some call it luck, other see the hand of something else.

Personality: Impulsive, playful, and often randy, she is enthusiastic about pretty much whatever and whoever she does. Life with her can never be described as "boring". "Chaotic", "wierd", "frantic", or "terrifying" yes, but not boring. She's not terribly picky about her choice of partner either, once even trying to catch and bed The Centurion. It's not restricted to males either, as she's repeatedly tried to get Silmaril to join her.

Generally she's like an over excited puppy with the strength of a thousand men a.k.a. cute but destructive.


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