Have you see the OVA or read the manga series of Hellsing? If so how far have you gotten? If not please direct your attention to youtube, and watch OVA 1-4 at least. Warning: If you have watched the anime we require you watch the OVA, or read the manga. The anime is not canon. This is not our opinion. This is the law set down by the creator of Hellsing, Kouta Hirano. I have read the whole original Manga.
Name: Micheal Colt
Age: 21 (looks 18)
Gender: Male
Physical appearance: Micheal stands about 6'5'' with a broad shoulder length and well muscled. He has long black hair and hazel eyes on his face along with a pair of parallel scars that go across of his face. His limbs are long and covered in scars, stretch marks and the occasional tattoo. One the back of each palm are pentagrams, the right facing away from him and the left facing towards him.
Clothing of choice: Micheal wears chain-mail which goes down a small way past his hips, underneath this is a Kevlar vest he had made to take a tank machine gun round before being pierced. He wears combat pants which hold ammo and first aid supplies. He uses steel toed boots often for the additional damage he gets when kicking a opponent. Finally he wears a necklace with a single wolf's fang on it.
Weaponry of choice: Micheal wields a pair of TEC-9s which fire customized silver rounds in 50 bullet clips.
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He also uses a Sawn-off shotgun loaded with buck shot.
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When in close combat Micheal wields axes for their ability to decapitate.
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One the moments he is casual he carries a IMI Desert Eagle loaded with modified Beowulf rounds.
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(note: Micheal does use other weapons as the situation requires.)
Race: Lycan cub
Abilities: Great weakness to blessed and silver weaponry (often fatal), regeneration (takes up to 25 posts max to regenerate major wound damage such as limb loss), meager super strength, agility, stamina, reflexes, durability and senses, inability to either transform into a human or werewolf (depending on how they were at first) though only with the aid of the full moon.
Micheal has the unusual ability of when he holds a creature that is harmed by holy symbols he can burn a pentagram on them on where he is holding them in the shape on the individual tattoo on his hand.
Organization: Unaffiliated
Personality: Micheal is as loyal as his animal half would suggest, if you so much as make a idle threat to a friend of his you will find a serious force to be reckoned with that he claims will make the hammer of G*d seem mild. He is rather the gentleman, holds the doors open for women, never makes an unwanted advance and will get into a serious scrape to defend a women's honor. He seems to have some issue with men and so often has very few male friends, at the same time he loves bar fights and often gets into the middle of them only to buy the next round afterwords. He is a romantic and loves to flirt when given the opportunity though doesn't go beyond that without permission.
When alone or hunting Micheal is like a whole different person, he shows absolute malice towards his enemies doing everything to bring them down. With single opponents he slowly cuts them down before finishing them with his palm burn or some other killing method. His eyes are constantly moving searching for a target or a trap or maybe a place for an ambush. Despite not being a vampire Micheal often has the blood of the people he kills on his tongue, wither from licking off a weapon or by tearing his victims throat out with his teeth.
When totally alone or with someone he really trust he appears to be a tired, mourning human. His eyes are in tears though none are ever shed, at time it gets too bad he will either shoot himself in the foot or run a blade though his hand. He sometimes reminisces about the people he lost and touches the necklace that has the tooth of his dead lover on it.
Rank: NA
Biography: Micheal Colt was born an average American human in a rural area, went to school, watched TV and failed getting a date. During this time he had some experience with fanatical Christians and over the years became a Wiccan. It was all going pretty normal until when he was 16 he met a strange young women, she had joined his school though he never met her parents and he could never seem to catch up with her as she seemed to disappear into the woods. After months of trying to chase after her and trying to gain her attention is school she confronted him during one of his attempts to chase her down. Micheal explained himself and threw her off guard, she didn't expect him to find her attractive and after a futile attempt to convince him otherwise ran off leaving him confused. The next day when he did not see her but when walking to school through the woods was attacked by a group of vampires hoping to use him as bait, it worked. After tying him up a white wolf cut him free and killed off a number of the vampires, Micheal wasn't sure how he knew but the wolf did not scare him. The wolf may have had the element of surprise but the vampires still had numbers and one was able to bring a club down on the wolf head and the reverted back into the young women. Micheal was surprised to see her but without thinking grabbed an axe from one of the fallen vampires and used it to decapitate the vampire standing over the young women. The remaining vampires ran from the sight and the young women awoke rather surprised to find the boy she had intended to save ending up saving her. She at first expected him to turn from her but he thanked her for saving him, combine this with the adrenaline of almost dying and it wasn't surprising that they made love.
The next two years Micheal spent training with his lover and hunting any vampires that entered the area, he mostly fought in back-lines as a sniper though he had had a few close encounters with vampires that left him injured. This also caused problems with his family as he wasn't often home, neglected his school work, came back incredibly injured and the only explanation he gave was about this girl who they didn't like. It came to a head one day just after he turned 18, he returned from one hunt with two horrible cuts that ran parallel across his face. He said they were from an accident but his family didn't believe him, another fight broke out. This wasn't the first time and the last few had had him sent to mental institutions and rehab clinics, he had had enough especially when they suggested using the law to separate him from his lover. He screamed at family saying they didn't understand and never would, they gave him the option of them or her, Micheal chose his lover. Took under a minute to be packed and get out the door. When he reached his lover's den she was surprised to see him, then once he explained himself she felt bad and tried to convince him to go back. Micheal wouldn't go and in the middle of the argument admitted he loved her and wanted to spend all of his life with her, she smiled accepted this, accepted him and that night turned him into a lycan.
The next two years Micheal learned how to control his Lycan abilities and being with his now mate. After a few nasty encounters with the law and "Catholic Nut-job Supreme F**kers" who call themselves Iscariot Micheal and his mate decided to hunt in Europe. There they hunted mostly in Eastern Europe where they found a good amount of them. Sadly one day when hunting in a small town they found a group of vampires that were unlike the others. At first they did alright but quickly they found that they were outnumbered and in the middle of the fight Micheal watched his mate die twenty feet away from him and unable to run to hear. The rest of the battle back a blur as Micheal somehow shifted and tore through everyone vampire or otherwise. It took a few weeks for Micheal to bury the innocents that died and almost a year to come to terms with himself to decide that he would continue to hunt. He still travels Europe trying to survive while hunting all the vampires he comes across and drink every drink he can afford through credit card fraud.
RP sample:Post 1: Micheal walked into the bar and sat down as close to the bartender as he could and ordered a incredibly strong drink.
"I haven't seen you around here before, where are you from?" Micheal smiled as he downed the drink in one go.
"I'm an American that has been traveling around and enjoying the drink." The bartender gave a small grunt, Micheal didn't feel bad he didn't like Americans all that much either.
"Hey bartender you take a credit card?" The bartender nodded took the credit card Micheal handed out an swiped it then handed it back with an odd look.
"Your card doesn't work." Micheal simply threw it behind him on the floor and pulled another one out of his wallet and handed it to the bartender. The bartender gave it an odd look since the name was different than the first card, this however turned into a rather large laugh and another drink. Micheal smiled, thanked the bartender and poured the burning liquid down his throat.
Battle post: Micheal stared down the five vampires through the blood from the gash on his face, clearly his surprise attack was not working out the way he had hoped it would. Two came charging at him to be brought down from burst rounds from Micheal's TEC-9s causing the rest to scatter. Micheal returned his handguns in favor of his shotgun, following one into what he knew was another trap. Sure enough as he rounded a corner a vampire leaped out to kill him, only to be met with the butt end of the gun and a chest full of buckshot. Another came from behind him and struck the shotgun and Micheal backwards. Spitting out some blood Micheal could feel it boil from his lycan self, grabbing one of his axes he severed the vampire's head from its shoulders. The final one tried a sneak attack of its own but Micheal heard it coming and struck it with the back of the axe to drop it to the floor. Putting the axe back in its holding place Micheal grabbed the vampire's head in his hand and began to speak ancient words. The effect was instant as the vampire screamed out in pain and the smell of burning flesh fill the room. Finally Micheal released him and looked at the vampire with a heated smirk as the dead vampire fell with a pentagram burned into its face.
Post 2: The vampire screamed as the silver knife cut off its left ear which Micheal then threw into the stream behind the it.
"Last chance to tell me where the rest of your filth are before I send you to whatever mad god decided your creation." The vampire was an awful mess full of cuts and other forms of "interrogation" that Micheal had used on it. The vampire looked at Micheal with its remaining eye and spit blood on his feet.
"I have nothing more to say to you dog." Micheal had heard enough of that term and with a malicious grin turned to the vampire.
"Than I have no more use for you." Micheal kicked the chair that the vampire had been chained to into the river and watched than vampire drown.
One of the last blessed streams in this world and I find it, wonder if the faith will kill it first or the drowning? Musing this thought in his head for a few moments Micheal gingerly touching the necklace he walked into the night, the hunt was still on.
Subject: Micheal Colt (Completed) 
