Post by John Niska on Jun 13, 2011 0:19:45 GMT -5
From Mark
Aaron Zandros AKA "Lycan"
Aaron is well-known and respected 38-year-old thoracic surgeon with a well-established private practice. He makes a substantial income (~500k/year) from his consultations and referrals. Now that he has payed off his huge student loans and has managed to build a nice nestegg while building a comfortable lifestyle, Aaron is starting to cut back on his caseload so he can have more free time.
He lives in his mortgage-free 5 bedroom, 3 bath townhouse. His live-in maid/cook, Martha Stewart, lives in the detached 1 bedroom, 1 bath guesthouse. Aaron drives around town in his favorite vehicle of all-time, a metallic-silver four-door Jaguar Mark III X358 luxury sedan with the powerful 4.2L supercharged AJ-V8 engine.
Recently, he began suffering blackouts from which he would recover in places completely foreign to him. Upon awakening he would discover his coats, shirts and shoes torn and, sometimes, missing altogether.
As time went on, he started having ever more complete recall of current "blackout" periods and of the past ones.
One of the recovered memories however was rather gruesome. He remembers hearing a young woman's screams from a long distance away with his incredibly improved hearing. He made his way there at top speed and came upon the bleeding, trembling body of a young woman in her early twenties. Laying nearby were the still, lifeless, bodies of another young woman and two young men. All raked by claws with huge chunks torn out as if by powerful jaws. While Aaron tried to staunch the blood flow with pressure, he noticed a strange acrid smell coming from the woman. He noted the same smell coming from the direction of her companions' bodies. It was while doing this that a group of men and women came rushing to the scene. He noted that all were wearing crosses and that all were brandishing weapons. On taking in the scene, their leader shouted "There's one of the filthy beasts! Kill it!". Looking around to see where their target, one of the assailants, was Aaron realized that he was alone. He looked down and also noted that he wasn't a human surgeon, he was a huge furry man-shaped beast. They started shooting and Aaron started running. As fast as he was and as incredible as his reflexes now were, Aaron was not fast enough to evade all the bullets. One left a sharp, searing trail across his left cheek. Before he finally managed to evade them he heard one of them shout "I marked it! We'll be able to track it!".
After returning to his human form, Aaron treated the wound on his cheek and noted that it was healing extremely fast and might not even leave a scar.
Aaron has come to the conclusion that he is, somehow, a werewolf. He does not remember being bitten or scratched by any creature and has not received any blood transfusion or innoculations so he is at a loss to figure out how this has occured. Unlike the horrific tales from the movies and books, he does not seem to have become a mindless killing machine. His time spent as a manwolf seems to have been spent exploring and reveling in the strength and freedom of movement.
With this realization also came the realization that he was gaining control of his changes. He is now, finally, able to control the shifts at will and is no longer at the control of whatever caused them in the beginning. Also, he is not constrained by the time of day or the calendar. He can shift day or night when and as he chooses. Much to his relief, he has survived full cycles of the moon without being forced into a change as described in myth.
During several of his subsequent explorations Aaron noted more and more armed bands of the cross-bearing armed people scouring his favorite playgrounds.
In addition to his manwolf form, Aaron has discovered that he can also change into an actual wolf. He has found this form very useful for exploring without being noticed. It also seems to be exceedingly good at tracking. Which is good, as he desperately wants to track down the creature that killed those young people and bring it to justice. Perhaps if he did that he could prove he was one of the good-guys and get those religious nuts to leave him alone.
Aaron now has to find a way to keep this a secret from the medical community and from his aging parents, not to mention his live-in maid/cook while begining his new second-career as "Lycan" a crime-fighter.
Aaron Zandros AKA "Lycan"
Aaron is well-known and respected 38-year-old thoracic surgeon with a well-established private practice. He makes a substantial income (~500k/year) from his consultations and referrals. Now that he has payed off his huge student loans and has managed to build a nice nestegg while building a comfortable lifestyle, Aaron is starting to cut back on his caseload so he can have more free time.
He lives in his mortgage-free 5 bedroom, 3 bath townhouse. His live-in maid/cook, Martha Stewart, lives in the detached 1 bedroom, 1 bath guesthouse. Aaron drives around town in his favorite vehicle of all-time, a metallic-silver four-door Jaguar Mark III X358 luxury sedan with the powerful 4.2L supercharged AJ-V8 engine.
Recently, he began suffering blackouts from which he would recover in places completely foreign to him. Upon awakening he would discover his coats, shirts and shoes torn and, sometimes, missing altogether.
As time went on, he started having ever more complete recall of current "blackout" periods and of the past ones.
One of the recovered memories however was rather gruesome. He remembers hearing a young woman's screams from a long distance away with his incredibly improved hearing. He made his way there at top speed and came upon the bleeding, trembling body of a young woman in her early twenties. Laying nearby were the still, lifeless, bodies of another young woman and two young men. All raked by claws with huge chunks torn out as if by powerful jaws. While Aaron tried to staunch the blood flow with pressure, he noticed a strange acrid smell coming from the woman. He noted the same smell coming from the direction of her companions' bodies. It was while doing this that a group of men and women came rushing to the scene. He noted that all were wearing crosses and that all were brandishing weapons. On taking in the scene, their leader shouted "There's one of the filthy beasts! Kill it!". Looking around to see where their target, one of the assailants, was Aaron realized that he was alone. He looked down and also noted that he wasn't a human surgeon, he was a huge furry man-shaped beast. They started shooting and Aaron started running. As fast as he was and as incredible as his reflexes now were, Aaron was not fast enough to evade all the bullets. One left a sharp, searing trail across his left cheek. Before he finally managed to evade them he heard one of them shout "I marked it! We'll be able to track it!".
After returning to his human form, Aaron treated the wound on his cheek and noted that it was healing extremely fast and might not even leave a scar.
Aaron has come to the conclusion that he is, somehow, a werewolf. He does not remember being bitten or scratched by any creature and has not received any blood transfusion or innoculations so he is at a loss to figure out how this has occured. Unlike the horrific tales from the movies and books, he does not seem to have become a mindless killing machine. His time spent as a manwolf seems to have been spent exploring and reveling in the strength and freedom of movement.
With this realization also came the realization that he was gaining control of his changes. He is now, finally, able to control the shifts at will and is no longer at the control of whatever caused them in the beginning. Also, he is not constrained by the time of day or the calendar. He can shift day or night when and as he chooses. Much to his relief, he has survived full cycles of the moon without being forced into a change as described in myth.
During several of his subsequent explorations Aaron noted more and more armed bands of the cross-bearing armed people scouring his favorite playgrounds.
In addition to his manwolf form, Aaron has discovered that he can also change into an actual wolf. He has found this form very useful for exploring without being noticed. It also seems to be exceedingly good at tracking. Which is good, as he desperately wants to track down the creature that killed those young people and bring it to justice. Perhaps if he did that he could prove he was one of the good-guys and get those religious nuts to leave him alone.
Aaron now has to find a way to keep this a secret from the medical community and from his aging parents, not to mention his live-in maid/cook while begining his new second-career as "Lycan" a crime-fighter.