Davis "Wrath" Harvey

Yelling, yelling, yelling, and more yelling.  Or at least that's what his co-workers used to say.  He's deceitful, too.  But bad-skills aside, Harv is an excellent horse rider.  He's also really good with his hands.  When he was younger, he used to doll his father's horses up for competitions and shows.  Harv's also really good at getting himself out of trouble.  He can talk the talk and walk the walk.  His man is highly knowledgeable and seems to know the back door to everything, making him a great escapist!

Abilities, such as things supernatural, would be the ability to era-jump.  That's something you don't see people do every day.

A smile is all he needs.  But, on the off chance it doesn't work, those puppy-dog eyes tend to get the job done.

Words.  Oh and his fists.  He's got a mean punch.  But since one can't save the world with just fists of fury and a silver-tongue, Harv packs a pair of pistols.  He also has a whip because he likes to keep things kinky.

Harv isn't what you call a "hero."  He could definitely be a good bad guy or a bad good guy.  He's really in things for his own personal gain but, at the same time, there is always a bit of good in his actions.  Just a bit but not enough to call him a savior.  The handsome fellow gained his fame when he took down a rather corrupt man during a typical day at work.  Too bad it wasn't typical.  The case got out of hand and, long story short, the trigger was pulled and Harv's prints were all over it.  Who would believe him?  He was known for his anger and no one would pull it past him that he might kill to get what he wanted.  Now having blood on his hands, Harv had to decide his fate - would he live his life behind bars or would he run?  He, obviously, decided to run.  An innocent man turned to the dark side when the law that he once stood for (and was a part of) turned again him.   

Since losing it all - money, job, house, fiance, friends, etc. - Harv had to take up a not-so-clean job of... robbing banks.  He needed a place to stay and the one person that offered him a place just so happened to be a thug.  At first, Harv declined but when his ex-fiance's face was turned into a target for his sniper, Harv complied and decided he would assist the small cult.  As their "brilliant strategist and field man," Harv was in charge of making things work and doing all the dirty work.  He worked below a fellow by the name of Thomas Fang - the leader of the group.  Fang's right-hand man was Curse.  Curse's girlfriend, Pixxie, was a member of the group.  Three other members finished out the gang - Rif (short for rifle), Cowboy, and Trix.  Trix, Rif, and Pixxie are the three females of the group.

For the record, Harv's cult name is Wrath.  It's a name that fits him flawlessly.

Chilling with his cult.  They are waiting for the big day when they get revenge for Harv.  He's been holding his grudge for five years now and it's time he sets things right.  And by right, I mean... he shows the world that they were wrong to mar his name because he will now prove to them that he is, by far, the biggest threat to NYC right now.

That's too nostalgic for me.