Supernatural RP

Supernatural beings and humans have been enemies for years, both fearful and spiteful of each other. Though to many humans, supernatural beings like vampires, werewolves and so on are just myths, but a group of humans called Hunters know they are real, and that many are deadly. Not all supernatural beings are deadly, yet Hunters kill them no matter what to keep their kind safe, while the Supernatural in many case do the same. This battle between them seems eternal, but it is not so. There is a new threat that the supernatural and hunters must join together to defeat. Witches, Warlocks and demons.

Recently, there have been infestations of these three, the Witches and Warlocks raise demons which do their bidding, which is to destroy earth and bring on the apocalypse. This can only be stopped by the supernatural and hunters.

The year is 2013, and at the end of winter in New York City and things are only getting worse. Hunters and the Supernatural are still at it, but they must join forces to end the fighting.
In this RP you can be any type of supernatural creature, a warlock/witch or a Hunter.

Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race (Hunter, Witch/Warlock, Werewolf, Fae, etc.):
Appearance:
Backstory:



Name: Aimee Walker
Age: 24
Gender: Female
Race: Hunter
Appearance:
Backstory: Was born in Alexandria Virginia while her parents were in a gap between hunting a group of vampires. Right away she was born into hunting and spent her whole childhood learning about lore of creatures and learning how to shoot a gun. She wasn’t the old child her parents had, there was also her younger brother Leon and older sister Kat. A few years back though her parents had disappeared during one of their hunts that they kept top secret and didn’t let the kids go on. After a year, Kat and Leon gave up on finding their parents, assuming they had died on the mission. Kat has kept it low on hunting while Leon has been a bit more involved but now lives a side life with a girlfriend. Aimee is the only one left who hunts regularly, but throughout the years she has become less hostile with the supernatural creatures and have even worked with a few of them, though she can’t find it in her heart yet to trust them completely after her parent’s death. The blue marks on her skin though where place there by an unknown figure after she had almost died during one of her hunts.



Name: Nathaniel
Age: Looks 25, actually 163
Gender: Male
Race: Shape shifter
Appearance: His real appearance is unknown but the one he has taken on is the one below.

Backstory: Was born in Boston in 1850 and seemed to be a normal baby of a religious family, until he started to change appearances out of the blue when he was five. His father then threw him away to the woods due to him being a ‘child of the devil’ and he was forced to take care of himself. Of course as he grew he became hostile and angry, taking forms and committing murders. He had killed many hunters as well who tried to kill him. He was like this until 2009, until he met a girl he loved. He had watched her from afar, trying to learn what she would like, which is why he has the form he has now. They had fallen in love until a hunter had come and mistakenly killed the girl instead of him. He grew into a rage and killed the hunter before running to his girl’s side. She looked at him with fear as she died and that’s when he realized he needed to stop killing, he needed to be good or else they’d just kill what he loved. It would never end. So now he keeps it low, though he still has a hatred for hunters, but doesn't want to continue to bloodshed as he had for all those years, he was growing tired of killing.

Name: Mavis
Age: Looks 22, actually 75
Gender: Female
Race: Siren
(Abilities): I added a little sub category because there are a lot of disputed stories about what sirens can and can't do and I wanted to clarify Mavis' abilities. She has the classical power of enchanting others, particularly men, with song, but she also has wings which she can hide and she has limited control over the weather. Every great once in a while she'll get flashes of the future, but she doesn't know how to control it and it's very rare.
Appearance:
(I apologize for who this is, but it was exactly the look I wanted)
Her eyes are a stormy gray/steely blue color
Backstory: Mavis was born on the Sirens island of Anthemoessa between Greece and Sicily. Her mother was the siren Peisinoë and her father a human. She was her mother's third child, the only daughter and the only siren. For the first 18 years of her life, she lived with her mother on the island, learning about her powers and how to use them. Her mother taught her to distrust humans as they have hunted sirens for the belief that they lure human sailors to their deaths. Though sirens are capable of such enchantments, they hardly ever go to such extremes without provocation. After her 18th birthday, she left home to travel and mingle in the human world. She loves water and finds the coast is the most comfortable place to be. She's not opposed to working with the Hunters, but she doesn't trust them and she likes to work alone for the most part.

Aimee released an 'oopfh' as she went flying and hit her back against the wall, "Damn." she breathed, standing up and fired her gun loaded with silver bullets at the rogue werewolf lunging at her. "You're too much work." she grumbled, watching as the creature fell to the ground as the bullet hit and slowly changed back into its human form. Aimme knelt down next to the man, looking at him carefully. His eyes were wild like those of a wolf, but he seemed panicked more than anything, "Wh--" he gasped, blood dripping down his lips.
"You're a threat to the innocent, I'm sorry I had to do this, even if you didn't know what was happening." she said quietly, standing up and left him to bleed out.

Mavis walked lightly down the street, ignoring any stray glances from strangers, and avoiding bumping into anyone. It wasn't too crowded, even on the main streets at this time of day, so she wasn't having to much trouble avoiding contact. She'd come to New York to get lost in the hustle of the big city, and so far she was enjoying her choice. She'd always liked America, people were less likely to believe the old stories here, or even to have heard them. She wondered who else was hiding here. It was such a big city, there was absolutely no way she was the only one here.