The sun was low on the horizon in East London, South Africa. Rex had followed the trail of his quarry, Arcturus, the supposed doctor who had been traveling up and down the Swart-Kei and Great-Kei rivers healing in the various towns and cities along it. He had been hired by the Government of the United States under a secret decision devoted to the capture, or termination, of hazardous and potentially Lethal humanoids with advanced mutations in the DNA. Arcturus was his primary target, Rex being a bio engineered bloodhound of sorts for these people.
He stepped out of an alley, having just ended the life of a young boy who had seen the red haired man enter the airport, saying something about Ontario before he had picked his pocket. Rex didn't like witnesses, and had made sure the boy's corpse would never be found, having gathered his spilled blood into a jar for use later. An unusual aspect of Rex's powers included the preservation of blood for use later, which he used frequently, considering his several dozen vials and flasks of blood located inside of his ratty backpack.
Rex made his way towards the airport, catching a receptionist on her way out he interrogated her about a red headed doctor heading to Ontario. The woman had remembered a white man with red hair come through roughly 4 days ago, but she didn't remember his name or his destination. Rex quickly ended her with a quick snap to the neck, leaving her in her car to rot, or until someone found the body.
"You can't hide from me... " He checked his bags, carrying a license blood transporter given to him by the United States Government to allow him free access across the world, as well as a fully licensed Visa and Passport. He sat down in the plane, preparing himself for the long flight to Ontario, where he would continue his search for Arcturus.
