Sean's past was ultimately unremarkable. He was a good kid growing up, with a good family to support him. With a big brother who was five years older than he was and a mother who loved to coddle and pamper him, he lived quite the charmed life. It was never difficult for Sean to get all that he could have wanted, and even despite this, he managed to remain humble and kind-hearted as he grew. Quite sensible, the lad was aware of the grace he was fortunate enough to have, and the fact that not everyone happened to be as lucky as him, and so he was grateful for what he had and sensible about financial matters.
In high school, he was an honors student and a member of the National Honors Society. As extra curricular activities, he played the trumpet in the school marching band and was a star player on the varsity tennis squad. A geek through and through and rather pudgy to boot, high school was not about enjoyment, but rather about devoting himself to his studies. His peers and teachers alike can attest to this - he was too serious and solemn for his age, almost. There would be times during which people would actually have to force him to have fun and socialize like the 16 year old he was supposed to be. It wasn't that Sean is antisocial exactly, but rather he was just very motivated and focused on getting into his college of choice. Besides that, being teased mercilessly for his hobbies, 'boy-scoutness' and his weight did not do him any favors.
It was during his junior year that his passion for justice was initiated. A class member of his painted the Anarchist A on the pants of his jeans, and was subsequently suspended. Now, Sean found this to be unjust, and a complete violation of his class mate's liberties, and so together the class compiled a case that would eventually win in the Rochester courts. Realizing all the good that could be done, it was then that Sean decided to become a lawyer. He graduated salutatorian of his class, and though he did not get into his dream school of Harvard Law, he did get into Columbia Law.
There, he worked just as hard, if not harder than in high school. And indeed, his diligence ended up paying off. He was so admirable in his studies that he landed a four year interning program at a wildly successful firm, Burges and Boor. This is where his life starts veering off track.
A couple of years later, he was made into a fulfledged lawyer, working in conjunction with the veteran lawyer, Harry Wilkins. One of Wilkins' most decorated clientele just happened to be Robert O'Malley, a high ranking minister in the Fellowship of the Sun and an outspoken, revered anti-vampire activist. In fact, O'Malley was in the process of pushing forth the creation of a Vampire Directory bill, in which every vampire would be required to publically identify themselves in order to remain legal within a community when the chaos began. Now, Sean never quite held an opinion on vampires and their impact on society, seeing as his life was quite sheltered, but one incident would serve to change his mind forever.
After working in the office all day, he swung by Mr. O'Malley's personal residence, as their were a couple of papers the old man was required to sign off on. He drove over to O'Malley's suburban home an hour or so after sundown, and was about to exit the car when he was greeted by a rather strange sight. Three unfriendly and somewhat vicious looking strangers were exiting the O'Malley property, without the escort of the man himself. Startled, Sean listened to his common sense and instead waited in his car, pretending to be picking someone up from a nearby house and not associate himself with O'Malley in any way. In general, his plan seemed to work. But a particularly large, bold-headed man glanced in his direction before entering the nondescript white van they had driven over. Even from far away, the look sent a stab of fear through Sean.
Luckily for Sean, the man ended up driving away without incident. Sean soon followed, too inexplicably bothered to hazard vising O'Malley that day. The very next, Sean woke up to the news broadcasting the death of Robert O'Malley, who had supposedly committed suicide via overdose the night before. And suddenly, the fear he felt before came tumbling back.
He had no doubts that those people were vampires. He did not doubt the fact that it was certainly not a suicide that ended O'Malley's life. And, dimly, he realized that he is possibly the only evidence that can possibly link the death to vampires. He is their only liability. He can hinder or help the vampire cause.
And he is probably in big, big trouble.
Paranoia ran through him. All the vampires had to do was dispose of him, and they would have the perfect murder, and no further legislation passed against them. Except for Sean. He was the final loose end that they had to wrap up - and so they called a freelance killer. Buddy, as he was known, was a werewolf abjured from his pack for his abnormal concepts of Shifter superiority and his desire to subjugate the human race as his slaves. He was hired to exterminate Sean, and proceeded to do so, but as he attacked the poor, defenseless, chubby man something struck him.
As he nearly ripped the flesh off of Sean's forearm, injecting him with the venom that could possibly turn or kill him, he watched with glee at Sean's agony. He found that he was doing a noble task, transforming this creature into one of the Were. And he found that it would please him more to leave the blonde alive, struggling for life then to end his misery.
Three days later, he woke up in a hospital, where he was informed of the fact that he had been found by a stranger and brought in.
Realizing the danger he was in, Sean immediately resigned and left the state. For the past four months, the man has been jumping from state to state, being careful not to leave behind too many traces of his presence and telling no one of what actually happened. He plans to lie low a year or so, until he's absolutely sure the vampires have written him off as non-threatening and unimportant. And it is then that he learned more of his true nature. There was something…different about him. Feral, almost. It changed his metabolism, and so Sean found himself rapidly loosing weight and gaining musculature. He found his emotions more intense and difficult to control at all.
But most importantly, he found that when the moon was full and hanging in the sky, he would transform into a hideous beast. Half man, half wolf, he would roam around the forest, unable to quell the impulse and barely able to listen to the human consciousness in the back of his head.
During the wandering process, he has also gravitated more and more to the Fellowship of the Sun, and is somewhat looking for their proclaimed salvation, fearful of the beast he has become.
Recently, the state has been Texas, where Sean is bunking with his cousin Naomi Miller and her boyfriend. Because of the fact that his parents are still financing him, he has been living off of his credit card for the past couple of months while he is jobless.