Sylum Clan

Vampire Council: Spy Network

Jonathon was born in Paris, France. His has few memories of his mother, just that she had a soft smile, dark curls, and always wore a pale blue dress to Mass.  He was eight when she died.

He grew up learning to be a Blacksmith, having his father’s larger build. By sixteen he could wield a hammer easily and had the ability to create more than horseshoes and wheels.

When his father was killed for the few coins in his purse, Jonathon closed his father’s shop and by a twist of fate, became an Inspector. His strength and cunning moved him up the ranks as an Inspector.

He met his wife, Maria, who was a waitress in a bar.  She had green eyes, blonde hair, and was wearing a pale blue dress. He kept coming back and ordering a drink, until she finally stopped serving him, demanding he respect the uniform he wore and do his job. He laughed, pulling her into his lap and whispering that he was there only for her.

A few months later they were married.

A year later she announced she was pregnant. Jonathon was worried with the way society was starting to decay, but trusted her beyond reason. She never recovered from the birth, and slipped away quietly when his son was a few weeks old.

He raised his son, Arnaud, as best as he could, making sure the boy had an education that she would be proud of.  When Arno was eight, he was dragged back to their home by a fellow Inspector, stating that the boy had picked his pocket.

Jonathon looked at his boy, ‘I thought I told you not to pick pocket fellow Inspectors’. It was the beginning of his friendship with Javert.

In 1789 his life changed.

He watched in horror as his son was dragged up to the Guillotine. He yelled at the soldiers to stop, the mob to stop, but no one listened – the scream of agony rocked through the square in front of the Notre Dame Cathedral.

A few days later, Javert pulled his drunk ass out of the of the gutter and Turned him.

Council: Hunter

Born in 1976, Jacob Andrew Jensen was the second child of Stephen and Hannah Jensen. His sister, Jessica, was three years older and has always tried to make sure her math and computer geek of a younger brother was safe because at two he started spelling words with fridge magnets and just after his fourth birthday he started grade school. And then there was the whole incident with taking the microwave apart.

Tragedy hit the summer Jake was eleven and his parents were killed. Jake didn’t speak for almost a month. He and his sister moved in with his father’s mother, Margaret (“Peggy”) Carter Jensen –Grandma Peg for short– where Jake was able to excel and learn people skills with her help. Grandma Peg was always providing him with the newest technology while still keeping him grounded by signing him up for baseball and the Boy Scouts and teaching him how to dance, Latin, and how to drive. She allowed Jake to skip grades in school but Jake refused to be placed into the same grade with his sister because he wanted his sister to get to live her own life and not be the “sister of the boy breaking all the curves”.

Jake thought his Grandmother Peg was the best. Teaching him enough German and Russian to get around and sending him to Math and Space Camp. At Space Camp he met Chris Beck and instantly became friends; best friends. They have stayed in touch –first through letters, then phone calls, and later email ever since. Grandma Peg encouraged the friendship and the long distance phone bill. She was always there for Jake even when he started MIT at sixteen. He was devastated when she passed away from a heart attack when he was twenty-two.

Eight months prior to Grandma Peg’s death, his sister lost her fiancé in a tragic accident; only to find out days after his funeral that she was pregnant. Three days after their grandmother’s funeral his niece, Maggie Dylan Jensen, is born (1998). Jake then decides to quit MIT two classes and one final project short of finishing his Master’s degree to make a life altering decision and enlist in the Army.

He just turned twenty-three when he finished boot camp and began his Army career as an Army Computer Tech. He was promoted from Specialist to Corporal at twenty-six when he began working for Air and Missile Defense. He was in Afghanistan for Tony Stark’s Weapons Demonstration and in Stark’s Humvee when the convoy was attacked.

It was pure luck that he was found by his two Mates or he would have bled out and died.