Cesar is the oldest son of a mechanic from Ensanda Mexico. At an early age Cesar was a hellion never listening to anyone,

especially his father. Cesar had little respect for the man who seemed to have wasted his whole life under the hoods of cheaply made cars.

When Cesar turned sixteen he ran away from home in discuss. To support himself, Cesar joined up with a street gang in Ensanda. This proved to be a profitable career move and things started looking up for the young boy. The gang made their living by selling drugs to tourists in nearby Tijuana.

Eventually Cesar grew disillusioned by the other gang members. So he turned them over to the Mexican police for a sizable reward. With the reward money Cesar bought his first Harley Davison. It was love at first site.

Over the years Cesar had gravitated to a number of criminal activities; theft, arson, drug and people smuggling, and even murder for hire. He was well liked by those who hired him because he never stayed around for long. And he was never caught by the federales.

Cesar in the long run recruited two others to his growing business. There was the brutish Miguel, and the short by fiery Tito Bolivar. These other two Latinos shared Cesar's passion for motorcycles. It was a match made in heaven.

After an important hit in San Diego the three had fled south back into Mexico. The three made a stop at a road side bar just outside of Mexico City for a little celebration. Cesar and the boys got smashed. They hadn't noticed that they're were being watched. Eventually the party ended with the three staggering outside holding onto one another to keep from falling.

Miguel passed out upon reaching the motorcycles. Cesar and an equally soused Tito were trying to figure out what to do about him when the gringo showed up with a strange looking gun. Cesar remembered laughing at the foolish looking weapon and then falling into a stupor when the man shot him with a tranquilizer dart.

It was some time later, that Cesar once again awoke. He had no idea how long he had been out. What confused him the most was the fact that he was floating in a tank of some kind of liquid. Staring out of the tank Cesar noticed to his left

the gringo who shot him. Rage built in the Mexican and he struck out against his cell. However, he was too weak and only a small crack formed in the tank and a little of the fluid puddled on the floor.

The gringo took notice of this, and Cesar pretended to be unconscious. After the gringo turned his back on Cesar and went to get a mop bucket that Cesar's anger broke. In a violent rage, Cesar broke free of the chamber hurtling himself at his

prey. Everything else was a blur after that.

A short time after freeing himself from the tank, Cesar got a chance to see himself. It was quite a shock to him. No longer did his usually face look back at him. Now the face of a wolf looked back, a T. Wolf. Turning Cesar saw the others in similar tanks lined up against the wall.

He knew his two friends, and they too had been changed, but not as much as he. And there were two others, a lanky haired gringo, and a hot looking American babe. A plan began to form in Cesar's mind. He would lead this merry band and what fun they would have. Cesar then went about freeing the others. Thus the Pack was formed.

Cesar has little or no respect for authority other than his own. He has made it his life's work to show that he can take care of himself, as such he's very independant and will only depend on the other members of the Pack. Others are considered just to be outsiders, not to be trusted.

Cesar also has quite the temper, and it's usually expressed in violence. While T. Wolf has only gone berserk once in his life, the rage within him is never too far from the surface. Unlike Vixen who'll get angry and start shouting and throwing things, T. Wolf usually ends up beating the stuffing out of whoever offended him.

Cesar sees himself as the Pack against the world. As such the world is to be used for the pleasure of T. Wolf and the Pack. All other considerations are trivial to T. Wolf. For a long time Cesar has show a streak for ruthlessness. He'll use anyone to get what he wants, even the other members of the Pack.

"No grita el lobo, grito T. Lobo!" or "Don't cry wolf, cry T. Wolf!"

Cesar gained super-human powers from the genetic experiments that were performed on him and the other members of the Pack. The most pronounced change in Cesar is that he no longer has a human head, but in it's place if a wolf-like one. The jaws of his new head is lined with a number of sharp teeth, which T. Wolf has no problem using. One of the major draw-

backs to his new head is that Cesar can now only eat meat, preferably raw. This at times grosses out Vixen.

In addition to his bite, Cesar's head provides him with super-human senses. His wolf-like ears can pick up the quitest of whispers and allow him to target in of the maker of the sound. His new nose is super-humanly keen, even more

powerful than a real wolf's. Not only can Cesar target using his sense of smell but he can track a spore over a long distance with ease.

Cesar Del Camino or T. Wolf as he's commonly known is a tall muscular man. What immidately sets him apart from most people

is the fact that he doesn't have a human head. Instead T. Wolf has the head of a wolf. Yellow eyes look out of a predatory face. Occasionally T. Wolf likes to hide his identity by wearing a specially made helmet that covers his head. Normally T. Wolf wears a suit of bluish biker's leathers for a costume. The face of a wolf covers the back of the jacket. In all other respects, T. Wolf looks exactly like a human.