Cade Bobkov | Psychic

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✧Determined
✧Confident
✧Loyal

Negatives (At Least 3):
✦Nearsighted Vision
✦Easily Hurt Pride
✦Indecisive

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Parents: Wendy Robinson and Boris Bobkov Jr
Siblings: Sarah Bobkov [Twin Sister]
Other Family: Crystal McKnight [Cousin], Regina Bobkov [Aunt]
Viktor Hines [Cousin] Antonina Bobkov [Grandmother] Boris Bobkov [Grandfather]
Important Others: N/A
History:
The Bobkov's bloodline is heavy with psychics and witches. Each individual is given a gift that either is discovered or exposed. Boris Jr had been no exception to the case--no matter how much he prayed on it. He had been a natural born witch and this gave his mother, Antonina, incredible joy. However, his powers and love for his gift had come to self hatred due to several events. One being his marriage to Wendy Robinson. Both were heavily religious and both were incredibly in love. It was after the wedding that Wendy found out about Boris Jr's powers and they scared her. In hopes to calm her down Boris had done some witchcraft on her but it had only backfired. In the end Boris Jr and Wendy divorced. Boris took Sarah and Wendy took Cade. Both re-married but only Wendy got a 2nd divorce.
 
Cade's story doesn't really begin until his sophmore year in high school. He'd made the football team, had been in the top 3 of his class, managed to get a scholarship to a variety of colleges, had become well known on campus, and scored a nice job at a trendy clothing shop. In gist, he was living the high school dream. His mother, a kind-hearted woman who's life centered around church, had encouraged Cade to keep off the streets and attend church activities. This had only opened more gateways of opportunity for Cade and his eager soul gobbled each and everyone of those opportunities up. In truth, there were very few dull moments for Cade during this time and it wasn't until his senior year that his life got even more eventful. He'd been granted a scholarship to a University in a town not too far from home. Luckily, his aunt Regina had lived in the same town and offered their house to him. It was in no time that he found himself living with his aunt and cousins.

Eventually his oldest cousin, Crystal, had moved away from home to work for a company called Crescent. It had been exposed that her career revolved around the supernatural world--which, to a degree, upset Cade. His father, Boris Jr, had always told 'tales' of Heaven and Hell coming together for a battle on Earth and that the Bobkov bloodline would somehow be connected to it all. To Cade the 'tales' were nothing but crazy talk and to see that his cousin willingly placed herself in such a silly place had been absurd. Despite this he kept in touch with his cousin through social media and continued his quest to becoming a personal trainer.

About a year and several months after Crystal had moved out there had been some strange occurrences for the Bobkov family. In Cade's case it had been dreams of strange places and people. He couldn't quite understand what these meant until one day he got a message from his father. "When was the last time you talked to your cousin?" It didnt occur to him that she'd been absent for about a month with no contact with any of her family members. With terrible feelings in his stomach Cade tried to push past the strange events but his dreams only seemed to get worse and more realistic. In a panic he talked to Regina who only worsened his worries. She too had believed in the old tales his father once told him and she too believed they were part of it. Again, Cade tried to ignore his families words.

It wasn't until he had been woken by a strange phone call by his grandfather that he took these signs more seriously. It had turned out the both his grandparents were under 'watch' at his father's house. His grandfather explained that the dreams had been effecting everyone--warning everyone of the battle to come and that Cade needed to get ready as well. Cade passed on the information to Regina who, again, seemed to understand what had been happening. She begin to pack for emergencies and came up with plans on how to handle strange situations such as demon attacks and unwordly disasters. This had all been hell for Cade and he was sure to just go with the motions until he had  another strange dream. This time the dream had Crystal in it. Her expression was serious and for several minutes she did nothing but stare at Cade. At the last moment, one of her eyes glowed a bright blue and she said only one thing "Don't be ashamed. I'm not" The dream ends with Crystal's face forming cuts and bruises while blood trickles down to her chin. She smiles weakly at him until he wakes up in cold sweat.
 The vision alone shook Cade and he knew, to his core, that he needed to find Crystal and take her back home. He packed his bags, said his goodbyes, and grabbed the first bus out in means to find his lost cousin.






Alias: Ezra or Monique
How did you find us?: Previous Board
Experience: Tons
Other Characters: Ezra Griffith, Lucas Rhodes, Cassidy Berkeley, Lucy Grey, Hermes, Monique Ortiz, Dominic Alveraz, Hamaliel, Sam Winchester, Giovanni Dalton, and Beatrix Kiley.
RP Sample: Castiel's hand reaches up to grab the crown of Dick's straight brown hair. Harshly tugging the Leviathan's head back to expose his neck, Dean, with vengeful force, jabs the bone through Dick's most vulnerable spot. Castiel and Dean's faces are twisted into snarls of determination as Dick gargles out in pain. It is now that Sam and Kevin hastily break through the twin doors and watch in curious horror as Dick continues his pained sounds.

"Figured we had to catch you off guard," Dean spoke as Dick raged with eyes full of hate. The Leviathan could not hold his composure and for a second his true form unleashes. Even though he has lost Dick's lips curve into a distasteful smile and black blood leaks from his wound. In seconds his body begins to shake as he releases a powerful aura. Releasing something terrible. The smile continues to widen which causes everyone in the room to become quickly concerned. A noise of amusement ripples through Dick as the energy is suddenly absorbed. Sam immediately could feel the power be sucked in all at once "It's too much. He's about to implode," thought Sam as he quickly shielded Kevin and himself from what could be a terrible impact.

But he felt nothing. In fact, he heard nothing. Dick's laughter had faded away with the sounds of the implosion and when Sam turned around in wild confusion Kevin is the first to speak "Sam...we should go." His voice rang with urgency as if he too felt something was incredibly wrong. However, Kevin's words were placed on standby as Sam's eyes scanned the now empty lab. "Where was Dean? Where was Castiel? Sam finally spoke "What the hell?" His confusion quickly became so deep that it quickly turned into fear and dumped into the pits of his stomach.

"More Chompers any second, Sam!" Kevin pleaded as Sam quickly edge deeper into the lab in hopes to find a clue of what just happened. However, a familiar voice draws Sam away from his hunt. "Not to worry," Crowley speaks as he casually advances towards Sam "I have a small army of demons outside." The demon comes to a stop with his usual matter of fact expression "Cut of the head and the body will flounder after all. Think if you'd have one king just before the sunrise you'd be in a kerfuffle too."

Sam understood Crowleys words and they angered him. They filled him with a predictable sense of betrayal. The fear rose from his stomach and bubbling into his chest as he responds "This is exactly what you wanted." Crowley tilts his head to the side briefly "So did you. Without a master plan the Levi's are just another monster--hard to stumb? Sure! But you love a challenge. Youuu're job is to keep them from organizing."

So many thoughts reign in Sam's mind as Crowley spoke but he pushed them aside for more important matters. Now the fear had risen into his throat and leaked into his tone "Where is Dean?" Crowley glances over to where Dean and Castiel has disappeared and explained that the weapon was much more powerful than they had anticipated. This didn't satisfy Sam. Raising his voice he questions in clear raged filled despair "WHERE ARE THEY, CROWLEY?" But Crowley, unwavered by Sam's tone, again says that he cannot help and snaps his fingers to summon two demons. They stand on either side of Kevin and grab onto his shoulders as Crowley again speaks "Sorry Sam. Profits mine." Another snap of his fingers and the prophet, along with the demons, are gone.

"You got what you want. Dick's dead, saved the world, so I want one little prophet." Sam couldnt believe what was happening or, more or less, couldn't fully process it all to come to a steady conclusion. He stared at Crowley with a gaze that spoke the emotions that brewed so quickly within him. Fear turned into desperation as Crowley continued on "Wish I could help. You certainly have a lot on your plate right now... Looks like you are well and truly on your own." With another snap Crowley disappears and Sam is left alone in a black splattered lab.

The emotions continued to brew and soon quickly overflowed as Sam glanced around the lab. His chest heaved in disbelief, his eyes wildy searched for a quick clue, while his mind replayed Crowley's words. Fingers comb into his long hair as he continues to process everything. As much as he wants to curse, as much as he wants to scream, or let the tears of every emotion break loose, he tries to compose himself. He needed to be gone. He needed to figure everything out. For a moment he couldnt move but when his eyes land on the black goop spattered against the wall he inches away from the lab. A few stumbled steps before taking off in a run.

He doesn't stop. He won't bring himself too until he was already in the Impala and miles away from the scene. Until he had pulled over just on the edge of the next state with hands moistening the grip of the wheel. He leans back in his seat and gently places a few fingers over his tightly shut lips. Eyes close just as tightly as his shoulders heave in sadness and the faint noise of harsh breathing muffling the raw sound of despair rippling in his throat. It was there that his mind processed and accepted the disappearance of his only family. That Dean was actually gone. So far gone that even Crowley could not hint his whereabouts. If Crowley did not know...then who else would?



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