Weight: 200

Apparent Age: 60

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle Unknown

Preferred Weapon: Long Sword

Runner Song:

Bio: My researchers have finally unveiled the last of this group known as the Devil Rats, this man they only refer to as Lucifer and from what I have been able to put together is a perfect handle for this monster. Lucifer can no longer be considered a human being as this man has ice flowing through his veins and his his heart is as black as coal. Lucifer can truly be referred to as the devil in human skin, and I think I am still being to nice calling this man a devil. He is a soulless machine that believes in causing as much pain as one man can, he relishes in his victims tears and breaking their will to live before bringing them to an end by their own hand. Lucifer prays on the week and he offers them the world to do his bidding, the only cost is their very mortal soul. He does this by bringing someone up and then ripping the rug out from underneath them and allowing the castle of cards to come crumbling down, and once they are at an all time low he calls in his ultimate fee of there very life by their own hands.

         This man as well uses his victims to do his dirty work, and sends innocent victims to a near certain death to commit murder, armed robbery and kidnapping. This man uses people like you use an auto cooker and for him it’s all part of his master plan to condemn the masses to a fate worse then death. He considers the people to be nothing more then lambs in need of slaughter and only the strong shall survive, for Lucifer nothing is off limits and he may seem professional in his dress and mannerisms, but thats where it ends. This man is evil and his victims are always left worse off for dealing with this man, and thats not if he just has them killed. Most of the ones who survive end up on death row or serving life in prison or worse.

         As a runner this man does any job that is put before him, though he prefers jobs that give him an opportunity to spill blood and send shivers of fear through the targets before he has them meet an untimely end. Lucifer uses his passion of fire and will torch homes, offices, cars or the victim themselves. He then once he has the victims begging for life, he makes them the ultimate offer. Life for there soul and so the process continues till he tires of his toy and wants to hear the cries once again. He especially loves to target the faithful and strip them and rape them of their faith, their self respect and there humanity leaving them a soul shattered being begging for death.

         If you think he couldn’t get any more vile you would be wrong, this man especially loves when he can manipulate God gearing people into committing murder in his name. Lucifer will do just about anything to manipulate someone into killing an innocent for him and he has been very successful through the years. He has even gotten parents to sacrifice their own children to spare the others a fate worse then death, though this never ends the way his victims intended and always end with a genocide of the family minus one. The one he allows to live, he frames to take the fall legally and thus allowing the tale of Lucifer to grow and allow him to become even more infamous and feared. The police are powerless to stop this man, as they have tried on a number of occasions and every attempt has ended with a good police officer committing suicide. Thus any further attempt to stop Lucifer was forbidden, this killer is more of a menace then anything and the fact that he has been able to operate from coast to coast for as long as he has is a show to both his skill, and how much he is feared.

        With Lucifer being part of the Devil Rats makes perfect sense and this man is home amongst the abominations of that team. Why he even bothers himself to choose a side in this war is unknown but there has to a reason and when it revels it’s ugly head it won’t be good for anyone involved as Lucifer will have fully sunk his hooks deep into Seattle by that point and we will never be free of this beast. His combat abilities are unknown and the only known skill he has is a silver tongue and very deep pockets and an out stretching arm.

       So with this being known take care when dealing with Lucifer as he runs with a very dangerous and twisted team. His own talents are most left to rumour and legend so keep this in mind. Lucifer is very dangerous and not a man to idolize as this is exactly what he wants and once his he has hooks inside you there is only one way it will end. This is one man you need to just avoid and not allow anywhere near you, and the fact that he has been seen speaking with some of our cities elected officials has this reporter very nervous. Lucifer might be a hero and guardian of the city, but this is only temporary I hope and we will be able to purge Seattle of this serious problem.

        So please heed my warning the Devil Rats are not the good guys, these men are a serious issue to the safety of this city. Only the Showman can be considered a semi decent individual and thats pushing it, otherwise do your best to avoid them at all costs the Devil Rats are not hero’s they are wolves in sheep’s clothing and nothing more then criminals that need to arrested and not given a ticker-tape parade.

Page Written By: Shadow Writer

Weight: 125

Apparent Age: 60

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle: Unknown

Preferred Weapon: Morning Star

Runner Song:

Bio: Lets talk about the man they call the Bastard, and my readers this is very appropriate name for this killer and so called runner. He is cranky, mean, and just down right nasty. This man has a serious chip on his shoulder and he has taken his anger out on the world and anyone who dares to get in his path. Bastard has been in operation for many years and has seen the worst the nation can throw at him, though this does not give him the excuse to slaughter anyone who he deems to be his enemy. Bastard is a street level runner and does not have a single professional bone in his body, this man is only happy when he is bringing pain and suffering to his foes, though even after he kills his curmudgeon nature still does not allow this man to be content; the Bastard complains about having to clean his victims blood and brain matter off of his shoes.

       This man prior to being a runner was a shop keeper, family man and grandfather and all that changed when everything he ever knew was destroyed and his family was brutally murdered by the native forces during the nights of blood. This man didn’t take this sitting down and he took to the streets as a vengeful hunter and would murder anyone who even looked of native decent. He would never accept surrender and he would never show any mercy, the Bastard would even crush the skulls of the infants under his boots. This man terrorised most of the South West during those early days. He would rip children from there parents and slice the child’s throat and then crush the parents heads in with his spiked baseball bat, even being decreed an outlaw and murderer didn’t stop the Bastard from his warpath and this man would drive around in his black Cadillac with only murder on his mind.

        He would eventually enter the world of the shadows once contracts started becoming available for Native targets, and this meant that Bastard could get paid for his brutal killings and that would bring a smile to this man’s face. Though it would never last and with each subsequent murder his legend grew and his soul would vanish till what remained was the man we have to deal with now, a true Rat Bastard. The Bastard avoided arrest by never sticking around in a single place for very long and this was how he eventually ran into the Showman and the rest of the Devil Rats. He was travelling through Utah after slaughtering a family of natives for no apparent reason and stumbled upon the Rats while they were engaged with a Native boarder patrol just outside Salt Lake. The Bastard saw this as an opportunity to spill more blood and this warmed his blacked heart, after the battle and a very tense stand off between the Rats and the Bastard; the Showman just extended his hand and said “Good Show, my good man.” and extended his hand offering him a place inside the fabled Devil Rats. The Bastard has worn the colours ever since that day and this man fits in perfect with this team of Rat Bastards, and even though the Showman is the leader the Bastard is the true King of the Rat Bastards.

         Now through the years the Bastard has slipped away into the shadows and his rage has seemed to be sedated, that was till the UCAS decided to rid Seattle of the infestation known as the Patriots and runners and reclaim control over the troubled city. The Bastard didn’t appreciate this and he didn’t agree with the UCAS alliance with the NAN. He heard the call from the Showman and the Devil Rats where back together once again and this time they where focused on the UCAS and the Bastard went back to work swinging. This man’s anger has been restored and he like the rest of his ilk have chosen their side in this war, these men have sided with the enemy and are fighting against everything we as a nation stand for.

        The Bastard is back in action and this means that the bodies will start piling up and he does not discriminant everyone looks the same with their skulls and faces shattered and to him blood is blood as long as it is pouring into the gutter he does not care if it’s man, women or child. The bothersome fact is the Bastard like the rest of the Devil Rats are considered Guardians of Seattle and have been given city sanction to do what they do best and thats cause pandemonium, keep the morgues full and watch the world burn. The Bastard has been seen on a number of times communicating with members of Seattle Police Department and the Mayors Office, he has also been herald a hero by the Senate.

        When it comes to the Bastard do yourself a serious favour and avoid him at all costs, he is as cold as liquid nitrogen, and as mean as a barghast. He will not think twice about splitting your skull open or gutting you like a fish. He is not a hero, this man is a murderer that has waded through rivers of blood, he has no soul and his humanity is long gone. He might have been a product of the time, but for the Bastard he took his frustration, anger and grief to far and has become nothing more then a soulless killing machine.

Page Written By: Shadow Writer

Weight: 165

Apparent Age: 65

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle: Unknown

Preferred Weapon: Katana

Runner Song:

 Bio: The Pallbearer is a man that you never want to encounter on the streets, this man is nothing more than a street killer and he has zero care and concern for the sanctity of life. He stalks the streets like a predator in search of his next victim, this man if you can even call him that any more, is a true beast and has lurked around the city of Seattle for many years. Prior to his time here in Seattle this man has operated throughout the UCAS and even brought his special brand of terror to the CAS. Nothing is sacred to the Pallbearer and he see’s people as nothing more then dollar signs, and when he takes a kill his victims are never seen again.

        The Pallbearer is a member of the old timer team known as the Devil Rats and this killer needs to be both respected and feared for he might have a twisted way he looks at life and people, but this man is deeply embedded with the war and he has been targeting the enemies of the state for most of his lengthy career as a shadow operator. Many will try to vilify the Pallbearer and peg him as a serial killer with no soul, well the no soul part is kinda on par, it takes a special kind of person to make a career out of murder. But he is not a serial killer, this man is a total professional that doesn’t take a kill without preparation. Hence why the Pallbearer is still working and not sitting behind bars, he leaves no evidence, and the victim is never found. What he does with the bodies is anybodies guess, though I assume it has something to do with funerals since he carries the moniker of Pallbearer.

        He has been working for many decades and is one of the few members of his clan that never became a police officer and has been basically disowned by the DiCane family for his murderous tendencies. Though that family has some serious skeletons in their closet and I believe that the Pallbearer is as well responsible for keeping the families enemies at bay. This killer used the chaos of the Ghost Dance to slip away into the shadows and become the terror we all know now.

        Pallbearer’s actual history is clouded in mystery and this professional has managed to elude capture for generations and baffle seasoned detectives with his spotless crime scenes. The only reason we have photographic evidence of the Pallbearer is do to his involvement in the Battle of Seattle, otherwise he is a complete mystery. The legends state that he kills for enjoyment and sport and considers himself to be like a big game hunter, hunting the biggest of all games Humans and Metahumans. From this criminologists and profilers have come up with the theory of him being a soulless sociopath that is no longer human in the terms of having a soul, compassion and empathy. He has murdered over three hundred people over the course of his career and those are the ones that he left a calling card for. There could be countless others that will never be known or found, the Pallbearer is the bringer of tears, the harvester of sorrow and the soul collector. This man is pure evil and he relishes in every hunt and every kill, this is just one of the Devil Rats that are now fighting alongside the Freedom Patriots and considered hero’s of Seattle.

     In this reporters opinion the Pallbearer is no hero, and this man is the devil on earth, he will keep killing till he is put six feet under and according to the legend that will never happen. This man is to be avoided at all costs, Seattle Police Department doesn’t acknowledge the Pallbearer for good reason and so should you. If the devil had a human form it would be the Pallbearer and this man is as evil as they come.

Page Written By: Shadow Writer

Weight: 135

Apparent Age: 60

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle Unknown

Preferred Weapon: Cougar Fine Blade

Runner Song:

Bio: Well when it comes to Kit Kat this runner earned his moniker for the love of his favourite candy bar and he would never leave home without one; and thats where the niceties about Kit Kat end. This man is not a medical doctor but a PHD and he holds this advanced degree in engineering more specifically structural engineering, he as well holds degrees in architecture and sociology. Yes this might be a odd bunch of degrees I mean the Sociology mixed with his engineering and architecture but we are talking about a man with a fondness for Kit Kat’s to the point he was given the name Kit Kat.

          Kit Kat is a member of the Devil Rats and this man is as nasty as they come, he doesn’t give a crap about who he hurts, who he kills or what type of destruction he causes. This man has studied human behaviour to the point he can actually predict what a group of people are going to do when placed in a life or death situation. Though he always seems prepared for the variable of the unknown, and this is what makes this scientist dangerous, he uses his vast experiments to cause mass panic and allow for the citizens themselves to do his dirty work. By the looks of it Kit Kat might have further education and training that we don’t know about. That is a very serious possibility with him being older then dirt and having been around long before the Ghost Dance, and the Data Crash of 29′.

        We first learn about Kit Kat during the early days of the this millennium when he would use the people’s fear of the end of the world to cause them to do some very dastardly things to each other and to their neighbours. Then sparking that fear of impending doom to commit suicide and free Kit Kat of the responsibility of cleaning up his experiment. He would use his knowledge of architecture and his structural knowledge to trick his test subjects into setting explosives and to bring down a target building and bury themselves alive inside said building. The even scarier part was that Kit Kat was sanctioned by the US Government to do these experiments. He basically was the architect for the false flag, this man masterminded many of the tragedies that would allow the False Flag to rise. Though once he learned he had been played Kit Kat didn’t just lay down and accept what he had done and allow the False Flag to go unpunished. He used his vast knowledge, to pull of the greatest heist of the ages, he masterminded the robbery of the Federal Reserve Bank in NYC that took place in the summer of 2029 and was timed to take place at the same time as the Data Crash, further cementing the theory that the Data Crash of 29′ was a government set up. He had manipulated many of the cities poor to rise up and fight against system. People from all over New York took to the streets and began to riot, causing the already troubled Police Department to spread out and leave the bank defenceless. Kit Kat was able to walk into the bank, kill the few remaining guards and officers, bind the employees with detonation cord and get the president to open the vault. Kit Kat proceeded to make off with billions in gold and silver as well as cash, he did this by having all the employees lay down on the ground and then he had the president sit in the middle. Kit Kat then wrapped him up in detonation cord like he was stringing a Christmas tree, a few well placed bricks of plastic explosives and then he closed the vault door just enough to deflect the blast. With a simple push of a button he ended the lives of over 20 employees and blew a hole through the vault floor to an awaiting truck. The blood soaked and gore covered gold and silver fell straight down and into the back of the truck. He then grabbed the bags of cash, that he prepared earlier, using a grapple gun he lowered himself to the truck and drove off into the night a very wealthy man and having given the UCAS a serious black eye. This was the event that eventually got NYC locked down and they have Kit Kat to thank, the people had been programmed with a safe word that he never deployed and he just sat back and watched as New York slowly burned.

         This is the mighty Kit Kat people and he has used his vast wealth to outfit the team known as the Devil Rats. He has never forgiven the UCAS for what they made him do and what they turned him into. He has sworn vengeance against them and with Kit Kat vengeance is swift and very painful, this man is still employing his mind tactics today. Though he aims his helpless victims straight at the heart of the hydra he calls the UCAS, the people don’t even know they are being exploited and it seems Kit Kat is being a bit hypercritical here. Well you can say he can’t be a serious combatant and with that you would be dead wrong. This man is as serious as they come, his vast studies have turned this kindly grandfather into a killing machine, with no soul and no humanity. He has no concern about sacrificing people who he considers the enemy and bringing down buildings and bridges is a hobby to this man.

         Kit Kat might as well have been branded an enemy of the state and was probably one of the most wanted runners within the UCAS till the Devil Rats reunited and they took to the streets for a special brand of street justice during the Battle for Seattle. He has know been branded a hero and has been seen having coffee with the brass of the Seattle Police Department. It seems everyone has forgotten that Kit Kat is as mean as a rattler, and as nasty as they come. This man has murdered countless and caused billions in property damage, he is being hailed now for the actions he took with his fellow Devil Rats. This man might have been fighting against the false flag since he went rogue, but that doesn’t mean he deserves a pat on the back. He deserves a long drop with a short rope and to have his work studied in law enforcement academies for generations to come.

         When it comes to Kit Kat just avoid this bastard at all costs, he is dangerous on so many levels. His words are the most dangerous part of this man, he thinks of people as an experiment and if he can get a kindly old priest to commit murder and kill himself; he can get anyone to do anything. Also remember he is a master with weapons and explosives so never ever trust a word that comes out of Kit Kat’s mouth, if he starts talking walk away and whatever you do, for the love of God and all things holy never in a million years accept anything from Kit Kat unless suicide is your ultimate goal.

Page Written By: Shadow Writer

Weight: 155

Apparent Age: 60

Archetype: Physical Adept: Circle: Unknown

Preferred Weapon: Cougar Fine Blade

Runner Song:

 Bio: When you have just begun to feel safe entering the medical offices once again another angel of death has emerged on the scene, and what makes this one terrifying is that he is an apprentice to the infamous Samael. the man known only as Unsung has picked up where his mentor has left off and has begun bringing the final end to those he feels is deserving of death. Unsung is a licensed doctor and works at various clinics and hospitals throughout Seattle and has amassed quite a body count before anyone became suspect of wrong doing. For the man known only as Unsung relishes in the tears he causes and every soul he steals fills the empty void in his damaged heart. We know he has been working for decades but only as of recent has his actions become noticed by the authorities, and even the police are not to forthcoming with any information about Unsung and they don’t seem interested in even investigating his murderers out of fer of angering the legend known as Samael.

          This man wasn’t always a doctor and prior to his settling down and becoming the good Dr. Eric DiCane he was a soldier for the Texas Elite and fought in the second Civil War and to defend Texas from the foreign threat of the NAN and Aztlan. Though for Eric his time as a solider was cut short do a serious injury he received in battle defending the Texas border from the invading Aztlan forces. He took this set back and he ran with it, entering college and eventually medical school; he graduated top of his class and was accepted at the Seattle Memorial Hospital to intern under the legendary doctor Wilbur Gravel. Like his Nephew the Renegade Eric moved to Seattle and started to work under Doctor Gravel, while in Seattle Eric married and started a family. Though for Dr. Gravel his training of this Texan wasn’t finished when he punched out, and over the next few years the Unsung was born. The Unsung is a direct product of his mentors teachings, though it is not hard to mold damaged goods already, Unsung took to the work as a Angel of Death like fish to water and throughout the years he murdered countless men and women; all to the ignorance of his good hearted, Catholic family.

         Well do to the amount of bodies the Unsung has sent to the morgue, it has come to the attention of the investigators that this man Dr. Eric DiCane is actually the cold blooded murderer known as Unsung. No arrest warrant has been issued for him as of yet, though please citizens be very cautious when entering clinics for the Unsung might be lurking near and this man was trained by the best in the business so you might be walking in for a physical but leaving in a bag on the way to your funeral. The Unsung seems to have a preferred target of natives, and elven patients though he will murder anyone without a second thought just look at the hundreds of victims he has buried and these are the ones we know about. Be wary for the Nameless one is on the prowl and for you might just be his next victim.

Page Written By: Detective Richard Yule retired

Weight: 145

Apparent Age: 65

Archetype: Combo Magician: Circle: Good Question (Never Registered)

Preferred Weapon: Katana

Runner Song:

Bio: Well this here is one of a dying generation, the Showman is the master of flair and glamour. This magician wields great power and he also walks the fine line of being a physical adept. He has been in and out of the shadows since those very early days back in the 2030’s and just doesn’t seem to stay hidden for long. This man unlike his fellow founders enjoy’s the spotlight and can’t stand to see himself fade away fully into the cold dark night, no he keeps his skills sharp and works where he is needed. This man may have walked out of Seattle’s shadows heeding Fables warning but he didn’t stay unseen, he emerged in many of the countries great cities from coast to coast lending his skills to a variety of operations.

       The Showman is a man of many skills, he is dangerous as a rattlesnake but also as charismatic as a politician and don’t forget his southern down home charm. To the Showman the world is his stage and he is the main event, this means he will always do whatever it takes to get the job done and he will go to extremes if needed. This man is always dressed in black tie during the hours of the night or on an operation, he is not a careless killer as he ardours the fame and wishes not to tarnish his reputation by killing innocents, though who is innocent and who is guilty is left in the eye of the beholder when it comes to the Showman.

         When he is working it is always a sceptical and a site to see, he wields powers of the hermetic only before seen by the likes of Ringmaster, Arctic and Shyster. His martial skills are impressive and masterful, there are few that can hold a candle to this man in his ability to entertain and bewilder a crowd. The Showman is a rare breed and with this he is true legend of the streets, he has avoided arrest for decades, and he has lent his name to many of the ages legendary operations. He has returned to Seattle to help defend his bride, from the threat that befalls her. He has returned to entertain us once again with his antics and he has returned to show the world why they call him the Show Stopper.

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Weight: 170

Apparent Age: 55

Archetype: Mercenary

Preferred Weapon: DAOD Nemesis

Runner Song:

 

 Bio: The Principal is not your friend, this man is a stone cold killer and he is what would be referred to as a Street Mercenary. He is a boarder line samurai and this is a very dangerous and deadly combo, for he holds the values of a street samurai and focuses on the skills and tactics of a true mercenary. He is very charismatic and a natural leader, though he is as cold as ice. He cares little about leaving a trail of blood behind in his wake and he holds no code of conduct, he will do anything that he is approached with. This is why he is a street mercenary and not a true soldier of fortune, he does whatever he damned well pleases. The Principal is old and has been operating primarily out of Denver for his long career and only as of recent has come to Seattle, he migrated to the Emerald city do to the tensions between the natives and non native citizens and escaped Denver before the lock down.

        This man being within the shadows of Seattle now, means that the blood will spill again as the Principal opens detention hall. This Denver runner has been all over the walled city and travelled though the many zones with ease, he is always over looked and before being zeroed he worked as a school administrator hence where he got his handle. This man is a lethal as they come and he lurks the streets now like he once lurked the halls, he is man who has become an urban predator and is a shinning example of what happens if you trade to much of your soul for cyber. If your looking for a runner that is willing to do anything and go to any extreme needed look no further, for the Principal will gladly accept your hall pass, but his detention hall is one no one ever wants to enter. So be cautious with this freelancer, he may seem professional, but he is far from it.

Written by: Shadow Writer

Weight: 145

Apparent Age: 60

Archetype: Assassin

Preferred Weapon: Aries Squirt 2

Runner Song:

 

Bio: This man is as old as dirt and has been running the shadows from coast to coast for as long as I can remember and his records get sketchy after the Ghost Dance, the Mathematician is cold, calculating and callus. This man at one point was a college professor at Berkeley in New York and as well he taught in Las Vegas, this is where he came across the gruesome bloody days and was forced to make a change in his personality. Now from what I uncovered about this man, that wasn’t a large leap since he was already a suspect in a handful of suspicious murders in New York. This is why he up and relocated in Nevada and set up shop in Las Vegas. Not long after his arrival in the mid west the native attacks commenced and this man watched in horror as the city around him erupted into a war zone, many of the people around him vaporised from the initial magical assault and then soldiers took to the streets and all hell broke loose. For the Mathematician this was a blessing in disguise, his records vanished and he was assumed dead this allowed him to aid those on the streets with his scientific know how and his mastery of creating explosives and using the inane to create very deadly weapons and traps.

      The Mathematician at first was fighting for survival and fighting to protect the place he now called home, but when he got word from his elderly father back in New York about the death of his children, his mother and his siblings at the hands of the natives magic and onslaughts. This became personal and the Mathematician never one to feel much in the way of emotion was filled with anger and frustration. He unlike others focused this emotion and what would emerge would be one of the most feared assassins to date. This man used his know how and would strike from the shadows like a mountain lion, he would inject his target with black powder and then bang. he would also strike with a modified cougar fine blade and diving knife that would force compressed air into the target and leave a very large mess.

     This man used chemicals to aid him in his strikes, but mostly black powder and other topical agents that if injected would become debilitating to the target. He used basically any weapon he could dig up during those days, and lets just say this man became a legend with using improvised weapons and his favourite became the power drill, for obvious reasons. Though as the days turned to months and months to years this man began to focus and become less of a random killer and more of a specialized killer for higher. Once the fighting settled down he made yet another life altering decision and became a professional assassin and through his glove into the world of the shadows. He would kill anyone he was paid to kill, though he would never take a contract from a native, this man no longer cared about the fight and the loss of his home though the deaths of his family kept him focused and moving forward.

       The Mathematician till earlier this year had never operated in side Seattle as a runner and there are no reports of his style of kills open in the coroners office. This man still uses those inane and obscure improvised weapons, though he has added to his arsenal over the years . He still uses black powder for way more than it should ever be used for, and he does have a power celled dikoted diamond tipped power drill. Everything to this man is a cold calculation and even with how he kills comes from extensive study of his target, this is one assassin that is not a rampaging maniac this man is cold, precise, calculating and it is most certain that death will become his target.