Name: Ryteb Pyarros
Alias: Fire Fox
Age: 32
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Occupation: Thief
Family: Maria Pyarros (Mother) Arkaen Pyarros (Father) Archibald Pyarros (Grandfather, Deceased)
Personality: Ryteb has a strong sense of theatrics, both in everyday life and while acting as a thief. As such, he only goes after the biggest targets that will have the greatest impact. Although he makes a living by stealing, he is a surprisingly charitable person, dedicating much of his time to helping the less fortunate. As a variant, he takes great pains to hide his ability, making it seem like he's just a skilled pyrotechnician. It isn't that he's ashamed of his gift, but he wants to show the world that humans can't be counted out. His weakness is pretty women, who he will go to absurd lengths to impress.

Notoriety: Unknown
Class/Level: 4 / Red
Powers/Abilities: Flames Embrace Ryteb is able to summon and control plasma at will. His fires can reach temperatures approaching the core of the sun, allowing him to sear through any material on the planet.
Other Skills: A master thief, with all the skills that entails. A brilliant cook. Can hotwire most cars, and has learned to pilot most kinds of vehicle. Is fluent in seven languages.
Equipment: Cape, Fox Mask, Top Hat, Tuxedo, magic set.

Bio: Born in Ireland, to a family of professional thieves, Ryteb spent most of his youth travelling across Europe stealing from all manner of rich folks. The young boy was disappointed in his parents, not because of their criminal lifestyle, but because there was no flair to their thievery.
Ryteb decided to learn from his grandfather, a master thief known in his time as the Silver Fox. He taught Ryteb the way that his parents had abandoned, the way of the noble thief. It was all very well stealing from the Rich, but you had to put on a show, let the people know that someone is standing up against tyrrany.
When Ryteb's powers developed, his Grandfather taught him to restrain his gift, so that his powers wouldn't hurt anyone accidentally. When he was eighteen, he had completed his training, and moved over to America where he started his career as the Fire Fox.

Name: John Merci
Alias: the Count
Age: Unknown, presumably over a hundred years old
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Occupation: Criminal Mastermind, Boss of the Night Childe Gang
Family: His Children (Thralls)
Personality: Merci is a mysterious figure, acting mostly through his Thralls. Those who meet him are one of three things, none of them pleasant. Either you are to be his new Thrall, his next meal, or his torture victim. He is cold and calculating, believing all are beneath him. This arrogance is probably his greatest weakness, as it has led to NOVA almost capturing him on several occasions.

Notoriety: Wanted
Class/Level: 6 / Black
Powers/Abilities:
Vampire Physiology
Possesses almost unlimited regeneration ability, and immunity to aging, as well as superhuman speed and agility. As well as this he can use 'Life Essence' which he can adsorb from humans to manipulate minds, create illusions, or even turn people into Thralls. Thralls are completely subservient to him and have superhuman strength and regeneration, but age at an accelerated rate. However, despite possessing these insane powers, he requires Life Essence to sustain him, and will fall into a coma if he does not feed every 48 hours.
Other Skills: Criminal Genius, Master of Torture
Equipment: Night Childe Gang (Human Trafficking Organisation)

Bio: The first appearance of the Count was in 2036. A skinless man was hanged above the Grand Theatre in the Ville Rouge. A post-mortem examination of the body found that he was abused in various forms of torture while he was alive, though no cause of death could actually be found. Over the next few weeks, more of these bodies kept turning up, each showing clear signs of physical abuse, but no definitive cause of death. When an early version of NOVA investigated, they caught the man, codenamed as Ripper, in the act. Though they suffered a number of losses, the forces managed to capture Ripper, however they were unaware of his power of mesmerism. He convinced them to let him go, and say that he'd died in transit.
The first time the name of Count was used was in the May of 2073. A couple of the smaller gangs were sent a message; "You work for me, or you die. ~The Count".
Many of the gang bosses laughed this off, until the head of the Yancy Street Boys was strung up in front of the town hall, with the phrase: "The Count is displeased." carved onto his chest. At the same time, these gray haired people started coming down to the various gangs, to repeat the earlier offer. And so, the smaller gangs were condensed into the Night Childe Gang.
NOVA again investigated the strange occurrences surrounding the Night Childe gang, and managed to drive the Count out of the city, though his Thralls maintained his empire during his absence.
The last interaction with NOVA was at the dawn of the new century. Tired of the incessant hounding by the organisation, Merci created a stronger Thrall, and made him believe that he was the Count. The faux Count was captured by Nova, and exectuted for his various crimes. The Count now works entirely from the shadows, his Thralls being his only link to the outside world.