In the realm of the Dark-Hunters there is a code of honor that even immortal bad boys must follow: Harm no human. Drink no blood. Never fall in love.
But every now and again a Dark-Hunter thinks himself above the Code. That's when I'm summoned. Who am I? I'm the one thing the fearless fear. Step over the line and it's my wrath you will face. Nothing can touch me. Nothing can sway me. I am relentless and unfeeling.
Or so I thought until I met a female Dark-Hunter who goes by the name of Danger - it's not just her name, it's how she lives her life. She doesn't trust me at all. And who could blame her? She alone knows that I'm here to be judge, jury and most likely executioner of her friends. Yet she is my key to saving some of them. Without her, they all will die.
Dangereuse St. Richard is a deadly distraction. Something about her is reawakening a heart I thought was long dead. But in a race against evil, the only hope mankind has is that I do my duty. And how can I do my duty when it means that I will have to sacrifice the only woman I've ever loved?
"Nothing is ever truly set by fate. In one blink, everything changes. Even though it should be a clear, sunny day, the softest whisper into the wind can become a hurricane that destroys everything it touches. (Acheron)"
" - Because people learn from their mistakes, Danger. Pain and failure are a natural part of life. It's kind of like a parent who watches their child fall down while learning to walk. Instead of coddling the child, you set them back on their feet and let them try again. They have to stumble before they can run. (Alexion)
- Do you really believe that we need to have our hearts ripped out? (Danger)
- A flower can't grow without rain. (Alexion)
- Too much rain and it drowns. (Danger)
- And yet the most beautiful of the lotus flowers are the ones that grow in the deepest mud. (Alexion)"
"Get off me, you lard-ass, halitosis, flea-infested horror-movie reject! (Alexion)"
"- So what’s on the agenda for tonight? (Danger)
- Migraine, futility, possible death. Same as every night, I guess. (Alexion)"
"My people never dreamed of a world like this. Of having so much without backbreaking, debilitating work. And yet for all the physical improvements, people are still people. They’re killing each other to get more to prove a point only the killer understands. Still brutalizing and torturing each other over things that in another hundred years won’t even matter."
"But old dreams never really died. They were always there, living as regrets for what might have been"
|Tattoos / Scars||He bears the mark of Acheron|
|Weapon of Choice||Sword|
|Dangeruese St. Richard|
|Job||Kicking Daimon Ass|
|Hair Color||Dark Auburn|
|Fave Pastime||Watching movies|
|Weapon of Choice||Knives|