Race: Human
Sex: Male
Real Name: Cameron Laiko
Nick Name: Cam, Cameo, Lakers, Nickers
Birth Date & Location: 18th July 1981 - Boston, Massachusetts
Position: N/A
Group Affiliation: N/A
DESCRIPTION:
Standing at about 5’ eleven and a half inch, Cameron Laiko is rather lean in build. This doesn’t necessarily make him weak, in fact he’s quite the opposite, misleading others and able to deal out a lot of damage. He has close cut dark brown hair, and on occasion a goatee for when he’s undercover or feels like it, but not often, usually because of the restraints he feels in being part of the police force. His eyes are a grey in colour on a very angular face.
Inscrutably patient and calm to the point of making sloths rip their hair out. Clever and smart assed. Law abiding, but without a complete black and white view toward the world. Generally nice, but will not hesitate to come off as threatening and serious if the occasion calls (something inherited from his line of work).
(Cameron Laiko is played by Edward Norton)
BACKGROUND:
Cameron’s just another regular person. Born and raised in Boston Massachusetts by his parents, Marianne and David, along with his baby sister, Jacqueline, who was three years younger than himself.
He had the usual trips and falls of your everyday child growing up in the suburbs. Once Jack (the name Cameron chose to call her) had attempted to draw a cat when she was two. She was extremely proud. Cameron saw this and thought it a good idea, so off he went to draw one of better quality of his own and proceeded to parade it in front of his little sister to his parents. Jack was most displeased and found her revenge in hurling her bowl of spaghetti at him across the dinner table.
Unfortunately, Cam was already rocking on his seat (something which his parents had always been against) and his seat happened to be in front of the large windows that led out to the back yard. Needless to say, five hours later Cameron’s hand was being slapped away from the stitches in the back of his head by his mother.
When he was six, Jack three, his parents had decided to move across the country to Los Angeles, California. Cam nor Jack knew why at the time other than mum had been getting really fat for a while, then suddenly seemed to lose it all and was really upset and quiet about it. This confused both of them. From their knowledge people were always ecstatic about losing weight! Auntie Viv always revelled in delight about the weight she managed to lose. Was always a topic of conversation at every Thanksgiving!
Jack managed to con Cam into asking their mum why she was so upset about not looking as fat as a cow any more. Needless to say he was smacked hard by his father and grounded for two months. During these months, Jack would try and smuggle Cam’s Lego piece by piece back to him, concealed in the zip up stomach of her pyjama teddy with the left eye hanging by a mere thread, from out of its banishment in the basement.
Cam always felt the need to protect his little sister, Jack. He’d always stand up for her when she was being picked on, always give her lifts or pick her up if she needed it, lent her money which she was always quick to repay back before she brought anything else, and he was always critical of every boy she brought home throughout middle and high school. On occasion, to cheer her up when one of her boyfriends broke up with her, he’d take her for a drive and chase them down on their bikes.
Cameron was unsure of what he was wanting to do when he finished school. At one stage he wanted to be a builder, but one to many casted thumbs had deterred him from that path. The army seemed a viable option, although the idea of being called out to a war didn’t appeal to him. He’d got a job as an apprentice baker for a while, but was fired after one two many flour wars (more to the point; a flour war that got out of hand and caught a member of the public in the crossfire)
His father, tired of Cameron’s inability to hold a steady line of work, threatened to send him off to the military if he didn’t hurry up and work out what he wanted to do with his life. This came across as quite a challenge to Cam. He didn’t say anything to his dad, instead he pondered on the concept of him ever finding out exactly what he wanted to do for the rest of his life. In all aspects it seemed highly unlikely.
For some reason he applied to the police force. He didn’t know why. He thought perhaps it was for the love of his sister and his wanting her to always be safe and looked after. Or maybe just to own his own gun.
After his first year in the force, Cam found out that Jack was about five months pregnant and that the ‘ever loyal’ father had done a runner on his girlfriend, leaving her to bear it all on her own. The boyfriend was soon to receive unwanted speeding fines slightly jacked up in price.
Once the parents found out, Jack was soon disowned and kicked out of home.
Cameron took her in under his wing and provided her with a place to live in the spare bedroom of his rented unit.
His parents never mentioned anything about Jack when he visited, although they knew he was looking after her. They still loved him as their son and carried on as though Jack had never even existed, or as if she had died a year ago and they’d learned to live with the fact. She was just a whisper of a memory in the air.
It was a girl, Aaralyn, and Cameron loved her as much as his sister.
He started working longer and later shifts so he could provide for the two of them. Jack tried to get a job, but most places, once they found out she had a child, weren’t so willing to hand one over. Although they claimed it was because of a lack of experience.
Cameron’s late shifts soon opened up the more unnatural world to him, one he didn’t want to know about…. One he didn’t want either Jack nor Aaralyn to discover unwillingly like himself.
Were it not for a stroke of luck, he didn’t think he’d be around any more. He’d never felt so helpless in his life, having to rely on someone else to protect him! The man had called himself a hunter and that Cam need not know any more other than to be a little more prepared for the night shifts.
He never talked to anyone about what he knew. Who would want to listen to him? Let alone believe him! Instead, every now and then he pondered on the hunter and if there were any more. He doubted it, no sane person would do it. Cam certainly wasn’t about to, and he avoided the situations as often as he could.
Aaralyn is now three and has gained an interest in dancing. Cameron enjoys just sitting back and watching her discover the natural world with a fascination, indescribable by any single word or feeling.
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