Azazel Morgenstern

 • Early Life

Born and raised in London, England. Azazel was the curious and adventurous son of an oil tycoon. From a young age he was always a very curious and inquisitive child with a thirst for knowledge and a craving for understanding how the world works. A fan of fantasy and literature, his mind was cultivated from a young age to question what everyone thinks is the norm and wonder if there was more to the world. This led him to have a fascination in magic and the occult. With his father’s wealth and all of the assets available to him, Azazel bought every book he could find on magic in the real world and gained passion for absorbing all types of literature on the occult.

• College Life and C.I.A. Academy

This passion would turn nearly possessive throughout his younger years and well into his teenage years. It was due to this obsession that Azazel would decide to travel to America after graduating from Oxford University. There he signed up for the CIA training program and graduated top of his class. He would climb the ranks and become more obsessed with the occult. Taking on cases that would possibly lead him to the thing that he wanted the most. Real magic. Proof of the supernatural was all around them. But Azazel wanted and craved for the knowledge that was thought fantasy.

• Later Years

After many years of searching to no avail, Azazel lost the hope that he would ever uncover the supernatural and occult. So many fake “mages” and “witches” in the world crushed every ounce of passion that he had. He would spend his years as an agent using his intellect and investigative skills solving crimes that others were unable to and taking down members of the criminal underworld. That was until the day he tried to bring in the wrong man. One afternoon he received a file on his desk with a case that would have excited him back when he had first started in the Agency. A ritualistic serial killer was on the loose in the southern Philadelphia area. This would be the last case he took before his final breath was taken.

After weeks of many sleepless nights and constant back and forth with different information brokers and long hours of investigation, Azazel finally found a lead. There was said to be an Agent Cross that was a specialist in the occult and would be able to help him figure out what type of blood rituals the psychopath was doing and possibly how to track him down. But it would turn out that he wasn’t the one hunting, but rather the one being hunted. So, when he finally lay his head down to sleep, it proved to be the last time he would ever sleep at night.

• Current Day

All that happened two years ago. It had been two years since Azazel went through the Embrace and was turned into a monster of the night. His lifelong ambition and dream had become true in the darkest of ways. His family hadn’t seen him in years. His father had passed and left his brother in charge of the company even though he wanted Az to be the one to take over. The first few months had been the worst. Especially when having woken up dumped in the middle of Baltimore with nothing but a note stating for him to find his kindred. He eventually did, and for two years he’s kept his head down and followed the rules that were set upon him. But maybe now it was time to embrace who and what he truly was. Maybe now he would seek to find the power he had craved before. After all, magic was real, vampires were real. Who was to say there weren't more supernatural and other worldly things out there? It was time to get back out there and find the things he craved for more than blood. Knowledge and power.