Nox can be loud and obnoxious. He is self-centered and has an aptitude for dispensing justice, as he sees it. Nox can make friends where ever he goes. He tends towards aggression over anything else. He’s a shoot first-ask questions later type guy.
Nox is 6’0″(1.82m) weighting approximately 180lbs(81.6kg). His dark brown eyes and hair set him apart from his sister in a distinct way. Nox likes to wear t-shirts with obnoxious sayings, he thinks they are funny and doesn’t care if you are offended by them.
D.O.B: Sept 23, 2024 @ 12:03am
Origin: Wichita, Kansas
Current Location: Moscow
Occupation: Bouncer/Dancer @ Kallisti, Consultant for Domovoi, ex-field hunter in the Atharim
Reborn God: Ged
Loyalty: Atharim cause
Played By: Nox
The Durante family has been a long line of American Atharim for as long as the family can remember. At least 6 generations of Atharim in their family line. Not all followed the path they grew up on. But that was their choice.
Bryan Durante married a girl he met on the job. She was a tough little cookie who he had saved from a dranaika. Bryan had become Cleo’s knight in shining armor and they married quietly in some small town outside of Denver, Colorado.
Two years later they had twins – Aurora and Nox, while hunting in Witchita, Kansas. Aurora was first, born just before midnight, her brother Nox followed 8 minutes later the next morning.
Aurora and Nox spent their early childhood doing what kids do. Because their parents traveled, they traveled with them. They went to school like normal children, except that their school was online.
When they were ten years old Bryan started teaching them the ways of the Atharim. Teaching them about monsters, how to hunt and track them.
When they were 13 years old he started taking the twins out with him on hunts, armed with crossbows and knives.
The Durante family was out by Mount Saint Helens. They’d just finished a taking down a nest of cherufe. Aurora and Nox were now 15, they’d been hunting on many occasions with their father and mother and were learning the ways of the Atharim on the job.
Bryan and the twins were in their hotel room cleaning and tending to their arsenal of weapons. Cleo went out to get food while they were busy. She could have sworn she saw a large black dog with red eyes out of the corner of her eye. But when she looked she saw nothing. The smell of rotten eggs wafted to her nose and she quickly went on her way home take out food in hand.
When Cleo got back to the hotel she could have sworn she heard a low growl behind her. She turned to look but saw nothing. Her mind was playing tricks on her.
Another few days went by and Cleo hadn’t seen the dog, she was probably just tired. It was time to hit the road again and Cleo was packing up the trunk of their car. She heard the growl again. This time Nox was around. She asked, “Did you hear that?”. Nox shook his head. “No, Ma. I didn’t.”
Cleo looked around and saw the large black dog with red eyes staring back at her. She pointed. “Do you see that?”
Nox looked in the direction his mother was pointing and saw nothing. Clearly she saw something. Nox was trying hard to think what it could be. He knew they had studied something like that, but try as he might he couldn’t remember. Aurora was the book one, she could tell him. Nox turned his back to find his sister.
The moment he did, he heard his mother screaming. Nox quickly turned around and saw his mother fighting with something, her body was being shredded by unseen claws. He stood in stunned silence. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak or scream for help. All he could do was stand there and watch.
Another scream broke Nox from his daze. Aurora stood opposite him watching the scene unfold. She drew her knife but she was hesitant to use it. Nox followed her lead. But what was it? How do they kill it?
Her mother stopped screaming as she drew her final breathe. The struggle was over, the stench of sulfur was everywhere, but there was no monster to be seen. Their father ran over to them, he’d been at near full sprint from the looks of his panting when he dropped down to see to his wife. He looked up at each of them in turn. “What did this?”
Both, Aurora and Nox shook their heads. Aurora being Aurora pulled out a book she’d been reading, or she had for study, or her notes, Nox didn’t know for sure. But it was a book.
She thumbed through it. Her thoughts wandering through what she knew. She looked up to Nox. “Did Mom say anything to you before this started?”
Nox nodded. “She heard something, and saw something. But I didn’t.”
Bryan got up with a frown and took a deep breath. He put a hand in Aurora’s book. “It was a Hellhound. There is nothing you could have done about it.”
Night and Day
Aurora and Nox had been close up until their mother died, the entire event had caused a rift between all family members. Bryan had taken up drinking, they were rarely going after jobs as he wallowed in the hotel room.
When Nox and Aurora turned 16 a few months after their mother’s death they started doing the jobs and returning to their father with the news. They worked well as a team, but Nox was heading right into the fight without a plan. They had barely made it out alive after attempting to take on a Rougarou nest by himself. Aurora had gone in and picked off the mob from a distance while Nox tried to fight with sword and axe and whatever else he had strapped to his body on the hunt.
Close to their 18th birthday they return from dispelling a wefuke from a girl in a near by town. Aurora and Nox disagreed on the method of dispelling. Aurora wanted to try something new, something she’d found in some of her research. Nox just wanted to kill the girl. Nox didn’t wait for the discussion to end before he launched a bolt from his crossbow at the girl’s head. The entire way home they argued about ethics and people and just about everything.
When they arrived home they found their father lying on the bed, sleeping. They tried to wake him. But upon closer inspection they found he was dead. From the looks of it by a couple hours, but dead none-the-less. Aurora and Nox were on their own.
Nox and Aurora burnt their father’s body as per their family tradition – something about ghosts or something neither Aurora or Nox really understood or cared to. It was tradition and it was what their father would want.
Their father had taught them how to look for the oddities, but they hadn’t actually done it themselves. Their first few tries ended up with nothing to show for it. They either ended in a mundane reason, or they were ousted from the scenes and weren’t allowed to take a look at all.
It wasn’t until they found a case of a flying something attacking people out near the Mexico/California border. They said it looked like a dinosaur. Both Nox and Aurora knew what it could be. Quetzalcoatlus were rare but Aurora had seen them in their father’s books. Their nick name was sin-eaters. They supposedly preyed on those who sowed discord. Aurora wondered what the witness had done. Nox didn’t care and pretty much ignored her attempt at conversation.
They drove the distance to the border in relative quiet, they only fought once and a while, but mostly it was silent as they reflected on things. They fought alot since both of their parents had died, but they still worked well as a team, when Nox was playing on the team.
They found the cave where the witness had said he’d seen a dinosaur. It was hardly anything to speak of. They went in with headlamps and rifles.
Nox went first, as usual. At first the cave ceiling looked like rocks, and then not them. Nox fell down and his momentum caused him to slide down the unseen slope of the cavern they were entering.
Aurora noted that the creatures were indeed quetzalcoatlus. But there wasn’t much they could do with that swarm other than burn them. But now they were in flight and heading into the daylight. She wondered what that would look like to the common eye.
Nox lay limp at the base of the slope, Aurora panicked. She couldn’t lose her brother. She looked at him, she checked everything, she didn’t see anything wrong with him. But he wouldn’t wake up. Her panic grew, the world grew clearer. She thought she could almost feel what was wrong with Nox. She could feel the bleeding inside, but she blinked and then that feeling was gone. The world was dark and almost sad again. But Nox, he blinked up at her with glossy tired eyes. “What happened?”
Aurora told him he’d fallen. They talked through their game plan, they both agreed burning was the only sure way.
They would come back later when they were more prepared and torch the place.
Every once and a while weird things like that would happen with Aurora. Things that shouldn’t have happened did and there was no explanation to it at all. Aurora would spend days on end being sick too, it was weird. Aurora had tried to figure it out, she thought she remembered their father talking about it to their mother once when they’d been through a town with the sickness. But she couldn’t remember exactly what had happened. The kid had ended up dead later.
A month after they had turned 19 something weird happened again. But this time, Aurora saw it first hand. They had been hunting an Oni. Someone had reported a bear, but the witness claimed it was horned and green. He had of course been drunk so the details were always skewed, but after closer investigation the pair had found the Oni’s cave. It was their first of this kind of creature. They’d read their father’s notes. Strong, stupid but fast.
Their father had been wrong. The thing was not stupid, it was intelligent. It had separated the two from each other. It focused on Aurora. But Nox was not stupid either, he’d been learning strategy well. He’d had a few teachers along the way, but it seemed some of those stupid games he played online were actually helping with his tactics. He’d come up from behind, when Aurora had been cornered by the beast.
Aurora looked past the beast in fear. It was about to grab her and smash her into the walls before eating her… tenderizing her as you might say. But Aurora watched as Nox formed a ball of fire in his need to kill the beast quickly and it flew at the Oni and engulfed it in a fiery inferno. The smell made Aurora gag and vomit. But Nox had saved her. He stared at her, they clearly understood the meaning of it.
Nothing like that had happened with Aurora, nothing quite so visible. Things fell, or objects moved with out her knowledge. But Nox, he weilded power, visible fire. They both stared at the burning corpse of a monster.
Aurora had known exactly what to look for in the books now. She remembered seeing something about magic and reborn gods. It was what the Atharim were made to do. But now they were the hunted. But both Aurora and Nox agreed, it would be a useful tool if they could get a handle on it.
They had both come to the realization that they were special. Aurora had gone into research mode. But both had agreed that this was a secret that they did not intended to share. It could mean their deaths if they did. But they also had to learn how to control it. Otherwise the sickness would take them. They lived on the outskirts of society as it was as hunters, but now they had to be doubly careful.
It was a struggle at first, learning what it was they had done.
Aurora struggled with her power in ways that Nox did not understand, and Nox couldn’t understand Aurora’s either. They were opposites it seemed, unable to feel or touch what the other felt. Yet they were the same. It fit their life rather perfectly. Everything had been meant to be different for them since the day they were born. While they were twins, one was female, the other male. One born on one day, the other the next. A mere matter of minutes separated their birth, but a whole day difference none-the-less.
Aurora eventually came to grips with her power. She surrendered to it completely. But Nox he struggled. Aurora tried to help Nox but it didn’t work for him that way. Surrendering felt like a death sentence. He had to force control over it.
They spent months trying to connect with this new found power. They stayed in the woods, a cabin that they’d stayed in often as children while they had waited for the next job, or while their dad was off hunting some creature that was too dangerous for them to even know about.
It was peaceful and quiet and no one bothered them.
Those months brought the two closer together, and yet set them so far apart. The duality of their powers, and the opposites caused strife and anxiety. Aurora wanted to help Nox. Nox wanted to teach Aurora, but the powers were too different. But neither one reach their power with out the other present. Their gifts seemed to be tied to one another.
They eventually found that it was easiest if they were in close physical contact. Holding hands was awkward at first. But they started to practice. Once their gifts had been attained they could weild it with out contact. But dropping the source of the power, and they would have to struggle to regain it, it was far easier just to use one another than to fight that constant battle.
They accepted the fact they needed each other despite the fact their tempers were wearing thin and they got on each other’s nerves.
For the next few months the pair worked on tactics. How could they fight and hunt monsters with their new found gifts.
Aurora and Nox spent an entire year in seclusion learning how to fight with their power. They had to remain close to one another. They worked well as a team before, but now, they worked better. Nox had come to accept that he needed his sister, and Aurora had learned to let Nox lead, he’d take suggestions and listen if he felt in control. It worked well.
Their bond as twins only strengthened, and their reliance on one another grew.
After a year and a few months of seclusion the twins got agnsty and wanted to return to the real world. To the hunt.
They searched the news for the perfect article, but the didn’t find anything off hand until they saw the article about blood less corpses. Rumors abound of vampires. But they both knew vampires were a myth, a real myth, to cover the real culprits – dreyken or dranaika. Perfect job. Though it was the dranaika they both hoped for. The power of foresight would be a very interesting test of their abilities.
But they weren’t the only Atharim to find the information. Another hunter, he had gotten their first. Normally the twins would have backed off, first come first serve, but Nox was itching to get in a fight.
They found the lair of the dreyken after he’d fed first. It was an easy dispatch, at least for them. They wove fire and air effortlessly and the creature burst into flames.
The other hunter though, he came upon the burning corpse as the twins watched to make sure it really was the end of the creature. It could have been a worse encounter. They exchanged information but he said, they needed to be initiated. That it was something their father should have done long ago. But he hadn’t for some reason. Probably hoping that they’d choose another life.
He gave them details, a name, a place, very specific instructions on who to contact. He sent them to Moscow, to undergo initiation. He said that it was their God given right to have the Regus preform their initiation. They were born Atharim, from a long line of Atharim. It was about time their line meet the leader of their ogranization. At least that’s what he told them.
They boarded the plane with information in hand. But they had no idea how to send word they were coming, so they went. Their instructions were specific.
But as brother and sister do, Nox and Aurora argued most of the way to Moscow.
Nox grabbed his sister’s arm. Everything else happened so fast. He embraced his power, he only meant to amply his voice, to get his point across. Instead, the weave pierced through the cabin’s interior and to the outside world. Nox fell out the new opening. The plane went down. The only saving grace was it was nearing landing anyway. Aurora blacked out before the plane had ever landed
Approximately 3:45PM the Lufthansa flight LH1446 from Frankfurt, Germany crashed into the runway of the Moscow airport. It is unknown what cause the crash. Survivors have been taken to Perinatal Medical Center and GMS Medical Clinic. At last estimate there are 10 dead, identities of the victims have not yet been released.
Update: The black box has been recovered from the wreckage. Authorities are examining the information and will release information at a later time.
Update: The information from the black box was inconclusive. Authorities are still unsure of the exact cause of the crash. The only definite piece of information to the crash that is of any use, is the cabin lost air pressure quickly, but there do not seem be any mechanical failure. Investigators are looking into other leads.
Update: Rumors leaving the hospitals where the survivors are being treated speak of a silent explosion – no one seems to know the source or the cause of this phenomenon.
Update: Authorities have investigated the wreckage. It does look like the plan exploded from the inside out, causes are unknown. There was no mechanical failure or explosives used. Authorities are baffled by the data they’ve collected.
You would think falling to a runway would be memorable, but Nox found himself in a hospital with broken bones and in a near full body cast unaware of what happened and where he was. He’d been in the thing for too long. He knew the story, he’s seen it on the tv many times. It was such a mystery, and yet it seemed somehow familiar, like it was sitting at the edge of his memories just waiting to be found. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t reach it.
He couldn’t reach any other memories except those he’d made while waking up in the hospital bed.
Today the doctor was going to take him out of the cast and reexamine him. Nox yelled, “Nurse!”
A pretty redhead walked in with her sparkling white dress on and shaking her head. “You know we can’t keep running when you call Nox.” She grinned at him.
“When’s he coming I want out of this thing. I can feel my muscles dying.”
“He’ll be here when he’s here.” She looked out the door. “Nevermind he’s here now.”
The whole thing was a big ordeal. Nox was impatient. He wanted out of the stupid cast, he wanted out of this god forsaken hospital but most of all he wanted to find out what the fuck was going on. Who was he? What was an American like him doing in the CCD, much less the capital of the so called tyrant. For some reason Nox felt like someone was going to yell at him for his thoughts. Someone who knew what he was thinking. Maybe there was someone out there looking for him. But it wasn’t like he was hiding here, he couldn’t move for months. Now he was finally getting out and the nagging feeling that something, no someone was missing hit him.
Three weeks later Nox was discharged with his express promise he’d come back for more physical therapy. He had no intentions of doing so but he made the promise anyway. The only thing he had on him was a pair of cheap ass clothes some nurse picked up for him, his wallet and his ident card. No one was there waiting for him, and he had no idea where to go from there.