Vander (Warwick)

The labyrinthine streets of Zaun were unusually quiet except for the distant sound of factories running and buildings emitting the chemical ladened smog that gave Zaun its hazy appearance to the outside world.

Down one of the many alleys however a large and hulking beast made a loud ruckus as he plowed through piles of scrap and debris with ease. His claws easily tore into the broken pavement and walls around him, leaving deep gouges as whirs and thunks sounded off across his body. Steam and hot air left the small vents that were imbedded within him and only grew louder the harder he ran.

His eyes glowed a fierce red as he followed a trail that was hidden to most but seen oh so clearly to him in his blood-raged mind. Everything else seemed so far away as the hazy red trail called out to something deep within him, pulling on it which only made the man within wither more and more each step he took.

His nose flared as the faint coppery scent, which seemed temptingly sweet to him, grew stronger and stronger underneath the polluted air, his eyes burned brighter as a snarl tore out from his throat, drool coming out in droves between his wolfish teeth. The feral lust that the beast commanded whenever it scented blood was nightmarish to describe it simply.

It Craved it...

Needed it...

and would relentlessly hunt for it... until it finally got it's prey.

Just as his metallic claws clashed into a deserted vendor's stand, sending bits of metal and wood across the stone until something made his world stutter. The beast within faltered as through the fog in his mind and the one that surrounded him, a scent other than blood was there... faint... but unmistakably familiar...

He dug his claws into the ground and he skidded to a halt, his breathing ragged as he huffed in more smog, almost desperate to catch the scent again.

There...

There it was... The glowing red of his eyes dwindled as the two other colors appeared, just as bright, but not covered by the blood rage that was once there, a piercing blue and chemical green. The man within was starting to take back control, even if it was minimal, it was enough.

A low growl rumbled deep within his chest as he lowered his head taking a deep breath, his eyes pinning as the trail slowly appeared before him, similar to how the blood trails normally do... but this wasn't red... no, it was a soft purple...

His teeth mashed together as he began to run again, ducking under a half-collapsed pipe before leaping up and bounding across a decrepit brick wall to climb up to the rooftops. The scent was stronger here... and it filled him with a deep sense of... longing? No, couldn't be...

But yet the closer he got to the origin of the scent the more the beast seemed to calm down, allowing the man within to take control. Flickers of faint memories began to cross his mind, leaving a warm feeling behind the moment they went away. It was confusing and yet somewhat intoxicating as he began to crave more of whatever was making him feel this way.

He stops above a small marketplace, his eyes scanning the last few figures that lingered in the area, almost able to see the pulsing of their hearts as it pushed the blood through the their veins. A snarl grumbled in him until he finally pinpointed the person the inebriating scent was coming from.

His conjoined hearts stopped as he saw them...

CraveU user... or so that's the name one of the small memories granted him.

The chemtech tank in his back hissed as it pressed into him, forcing the chemical mixture through his veins again, making his heart start to pound.