CHARACTER---<br/><br/>Name: Alexa Spordine<br/><br/>Age: 19<br/><br/>Gender: Female<br/><br/>Race: Human<br/><br/>Relationship/sexual preference: Single/ Straight<br/><br/>Height: 5â€™3â€™â€™<br/><br/>Weight: 103 pounds<br/><br/>Job: Huntress of the Night<br/><br/>Weapons she often carries: Revolvers, a machine gun, machetes, and a crossbow.<br/><br/>Bio: Born in raised in Alaska, she soon became a outcast of her family. Often seizing moments to be by herself, just to take life in. At the age of 13 she ran away from home, searching for a more stable area for her to live in. She learned quickly how to fend for herself, but always remained drifting from area to area. At age 15 she was found by a new government organization, Vilati, who taught her to be a hunter for creatures of the night. Over the years following she has honed her skills in multiple arts of fighting and mastered the use of multiple weapons.<br/><br/>Extras: The backpack she owns was woven by mystics. It can hold up to 1000lbs and feel no lighter than a feather, it can also hold an excessive amount of objects despite their size.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/>She wondered aimlessly around the darkened city. Climbing rooftops, and jumping across gaps in the buildings that joined together. Her eyes shifting around for her targets. She pulled out a slip of paper from her back pocket, and unfolded it in her hands. The paper held three targets, all equally dangerous. A werewolf, and two vampires.<br/>She saw a man off in the distance she looked at the paper again to study to see if it was him. White hair, pale skin...well the man fit those descriptions, he looked about the same age as her target as well.<br/>She folded the paper back up and returned it to her pocket. She took out the silenced revolver off the strap secured around her waist. Her hands putting bullets into the gun. She huffed, wishing her crew had given her better equipment to take on this particular vampire.<br/><br/>The bullets were of any normal brand with a small enhancement used on it, they would only momentarily stun her target, but not kill it. That part she would have to with her bare hands. She clutched her backpack closer to her, all the weapons and ammunition clanging inside as she shifted. Her fist clutched, and her eyes closed. She inhaled a deep breath into her lungs. Her heartbeat raced on at a steady pace. Her eyes opened her focus gaining higher peaks, faster and faster.<br/>She began to sprint suddenly, jumping from building to building effortlessly. Climbing and scaling heights most would deem impossible. She was fast, for a human, and soon was no more than a few feet away from him. The closer she got, the more she realized it was him.<br/><br/>She stopped and pointed her gun aiming right at his back. Her finger squeezed the trigger and the bullet flew. She smirked as she watched her target fall down, barely able to move. She tied a rope to a pipe on the building she stood upon, and flung the excess rope off the side. She put her gun away and secured the fingerless gloves on her hand, the rope soon in her hands. She scaled down the wall quickly, her feet finally touching solid ground. She walked over to her target taking out her gun again.<br/><br/>He was hunched over on the ground a small grunt came from his mouth. She smiled.<br/>"You filthy creature, how do you even expect to live a life of the dead without me coming into the picture?" She stopped infront of him pointing the gun down at his head, "You're monstrous, killing innocents to live. You're nothing but a parasite." Her finger placed on the trigger ready to fight and kill with no hesitation.