Post by angelingothlolita on Mar 18, 2007 0:54:58 GMT -5
Name: Karli (Only name she ever knew)
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: half vampire and half feline
Alignment: Neutral
Power Level: low-tier high (THANKS KANIUS FOR HELPING ME FIND THIS!!! =3 )
Timeline: Present day
Appearance:
Here before your very eyes stood a girl that would make your mind wonder if she was evil or good. Her body language would say good but the rest would say evil. Truth was she could be either or. Atop her head two stout black feline ears emerged from silver locks of hair. The ears would hold 5 piericings in each. Four on the outer sides of her ears and one on the very tip. All of them were silver ringlets.
Some held fake diamonds in them others held violet jewels, but the ones at the very tip would hold crimson stones. In front of her ears was a black leather headband which served absolutely no purpose except to be there and look pretty. On each side of the headband was a small little human skull, as if a head had been shrunken and skinned and put on the headband. A black ribbon came out of each making the skulls the centerpiece of a beautiful bow. Strands of silver locks was in front of the headband, framing her pale slender face perfectly. Her silver hair, which was oddly the color of the clouds during a storm, was straight until it got to her shoulders and then it formed natural little ringlets that would seem to bounce when she walked. The two pieces of hair in front of the headband and framing her face was shorter then the hair behind the headband. The two pieces stopped just below her chest even though only one of them, the right one, was hanging elegantly over her shoulder. The other she had pushed behind her because it was getting in her face and getting on her nerves.
The hair in the back, behind the headband, stopped a at the arc of her back. The hair seemed thick and full as if your could run your fingers through it and after that you would long for another touch of those soft curls. Her face was an elegant and yet childish face. Silver bangs hid away her forehead for the most part but stopped right above those silver eyebrows. Long thick black eyelashes framed beautiful violet feline eyes. Most of all the blackness was natural, the rest was the simple application of black eyeliner. Out of the outer corner of each eye was more black eyeliner that came out and round slightly up for an inch form her eye.
Coming down from that one line was two others that went down about an inch and then curled up and over almost like a fish hook. Coming from the line that had went down and was closest to her eye was another little hook that came out midway through that line. Something seemed to stand out under her right eye. The skin was darker there and went down in a line. It was a scar that would never heal and ruined her beauty Sitting in the middle of her face was a cute little nose that wasn't too pointy and big but wasn't too small and round either. It was a nice cute little nose. Her cheeks were a soft natural pink color giving her the impression that she was always blushing. Below the cute little nose were poutty light pink lips that was curved ever so softly to give you a sweet innocent smile. Her chin was a little rounded at the bottom but not the roundness that a pleasantly plump person would have.
Coming from under her head was a slender pale neck which was holding a black piece of leather about it and came down forming the beginnings of the top of her outfit. It covered the front of her body but did not have any sleeves attached to it which left her back shoulder blades bare. But it wrapped around under her arms and covering the rest of her back. This was only noticeable on the sides of her back thanks to her hair. Attached to each arm was a sleeve. It was held onto her arm, at the upper part of her arm, by two leather black belts with silver buckles. The sleeve would cover her arm and then there would be another buckle at her wrist, though only one this time, again held together by a silver clasp. Still the leather went on and fanned out beautifully covering her hands up to her knuckles.
This exposed her slender pale fingers. Sitting upon her left thumb was a silver ring which curled and curved beautifully around her thumb. At the tips of each finger seemed to be something that was somewhere between a claw or nail. At first one would think nail but if they noticed the sharpness of them they'd think claw. Either way each of them were painted a beautiful shade of violet. On her right upper arm, below her shoulder but above where the fabric was, a tattoo stood out. It was of a fairy with violet hair fluttering behind a man and slinking her arms over his shoulders and holding onto him from behind.
The man had his head on her shoulder and she was nuzzling her cheek into his black hair. As the picture went down they'd fade and below them it read "Together forever." Coming back to the main part of her body, the leather clung to Karli's form perfectly showing off her breasts and many curves. On her stomach was strips of leather, outlined with silver metal. They formed two X's over her slender stomach. At the waist the leather parted in the shape of an upside-down V , and the leather continued to drift down all the way to her ankles. Under the V was a very small black pleated miniskirt which served only to hide certain areas.
Around her waist was a black belt that just seemed to hang there on the left side it seemed to be fasted together by four silver pins. It was almost as if the belt was too big for her slender frame. The buckle of the belt was hanging down closest to the front. The other side seemed to be a bit longer then the other and was closest to the back At the end it held a silver pentagram and was tipped with silver. The belt had various bladed weapons on it such as throwing stars, throwing knives, four daggers, four kunis and in the front it held little bags that held certain herbs. The bags were various colors: blue, purple, green, read, yellow, and white.
Still, the skirt and the V of the dress left her upper thighs exposed to the world. This showed off another tattoo. It was on her left thigh. It was a black bunny and a tan bunny sitting side by side. The black bunny was wearing an icy blue top hat and an icy blue little tux with a little darker blue tie and had purple buttons for eyes and white X's curving to make a smile. The tan bunny had on a black top hat, a black little tux, a light red bow around its neck and had brown buttons serving as eyes and black X's curving up to make a smile. Right under the tattoo and a little down on her right leg as well was black tight thigh stockings that went down, past her knees and into black boots. The boots looked almost like combat boots having a steal toe and laced all the way up.
The boots stopped a few inches below her knee but held onto her calves showing them off as well. All of this black would serve beautifully for her pale complexion. Seeming from behind her, right above her butt was a long black cat tail that held soft fur. The tail was long and swayed elegantly behind her and would even sometimes wrap around her waist. Even though this girl seemed to have all weapons exposed on that belt of hers, she could have more anywhere within her person. One for instance was invisible to the naked eye. It was hidden under all that silver hair on her back.
It was a long black spine sheathe she had made to fit her small form perfectly. A katana resided inside this sheath. The hilt poked at her head a bit if she moved her head too far back but besides that it was perfectly comfortable. The sheath was actually sown into the outfit which is why she had to get it made by someone. A dangerous girl she could be if someone challenged her to a fight or pissed her off. But for the most part she was a soft hearted kind girl.
Personality: Karli is a sweet girl. She can be quite the ditz and sometimes she wonders if her roots are blond. If someone tells a joke she will more then likely not get it at first. All and all the is polite and caring. But get her angry or in a serious situation, Karli can be as serious and as smart as need be.
History: Karli remembers nothing of her parents or her early childhood. The farthest back she can remember is when she was seven, a little slave girl. She did not know how to hardly read or write and could barely form her words correctly. She had no interest in running away because she had been beaten severely for trying to run several times. She had also seen her friends, if you could really call another slave a friend, be killed over trying to run. But Karli had seen a few books and was very curious about them. She wanted to learn but no master would ever let the poor little half human, half feline girl learn anything for fear she might gain her own mind and find a way to escape.
After a year or more, when Karli was eight everything would seem to change for her dramatically. Two vampires, a master and his fledgling, had paid her master enough to where her master let them have their way with this young child for a whole day. The men took the nude little girl out into the woods and began to have their "fun" with her. Finally, a thought crossed her mind. She could run! They was out in the woods, so all she had to do was escape the two men while they changed positions. Now, mind you, she had no idea what a vampire was nor what they were capable of.
As the men were changing positions to get their full moneys worth, she managed to brake away. She ran. She ran as fast as her little frost bitten feet would take her in the snow. With each step it was like a thousand needles pricking into her feet. But, she ignored the pain and just kept running. Next thing she knew the fledgling was in front of her with a knife. She stopped and he launched at her. She tried to fight but was no match for the vampire. Even still, she fought, until he accidentally gouged her right eye out with the knife.
She flung herself back and away from the vampire and into the snow. Her little hands were clasped over her right eye socket and she was screaming bloody murder. Under the sounds of her own screaming she heard the crackling of flames, a mans voice saying, "Unfortunately I choose you wrong... You are too violent to be one of us... I'm sorry..." Weird to say the least but the master vampire had been a gentle soul and probably so was the one who made him.
Karli did not care at that time, however, what was going on. Her body was so filled with pain, more then she had ever felt in her lifetime. She felt hands on her body again, but they weren't trying to hurt her as they had been earlier. "Sorry," said the vampire. "It was his choice... I let him choose because it was his first birthday... I was a little skeptical about him, but he changed so drastically after he was made..." Next thing she knew there was a slight pain in her neck, like two pens prickling her skin.
Slowly all the pain subsided, and she was left in a daze. Everything was gone and death was near, calling her and beckoning her to come. She wanted to step over, she wanted to die. Death surely couldn't be as painful as the life she has had could it? Something wet caressed her lips and seeped down into her mouth. It was sweet like that piece of candy her masters would give her if she was really good. The drops of the sweet liquid moved down her tongue and down her thought. She some how made her thought convulse as she drank the blood.
So sweet was the blood and so intoxicating. Her hands reached up slowly and held firmly onto the solid thing against her mouth. She pressed it into her mouth more, which made more of the liquid candy seep into her mouth. She drank and drank that liquid candy. Her body filled with the warmth of life again and death seemed so far away now. A pain came to her eye socket again but it wasn't the same as before. It was as if something was being pushed into it. She ignored it because the liquid gushing into her mouth was more important.
The firm thing her hands had been holding onto pulled away. "Enough, ma petite..." She reached out for more but it was gone. She opened her eye and looked at the thing in front of her. It was the master vampire sitting there, holding his bleeding wrist. Fear creped over her as she felt a tug at her chest. Something was wrong. Her back bowed and it made moans come form her mouth. Her little hands scrapped around looking for something to hold onto, and found the vampire's hands. He held her hands firmly and looked at her with what could be the innocent love of a father.
"You are dieing ma petite... Do not fight it but instead, welcome it. You will become the undead... A vampire like myself and while you change, your eye will heal, I have already put it back in the socket... Please do not fight it or it will hurt more..." She bit her lower lip, pondering if she could trust the man whom had just been rapping her moments before. Anything was better then this. She closed her eye and sighed. Her body relaxed and her body felt the cold hand of death come and be swept away.
In that instant her senses heightened. She could hear the women back at her masters home scream out in pain. She would hear the wolves howling in the woods at the smell of blood. The smell of blood? She could smell it too and like some crazed animal she wanted more. She wanted to drink the sweet candied liquid until she couldn't handle any more. She sat up now and looked around with both eyes.
The male vampire placed a hand on her cheek and looked at her. She looked back at him as his fingers brushed upon tender flesh under her cheek. She winced and he seemed to frown more. "This wound was made before you turned and was deep, already healing. The best your transformation could do was heal it but it shall be an immortal scar... I am so sorry for this ma petite." She frowned, trying to fight the urge to run off into the woods and partake of those wolves. She slinked her little bony arms about the male and hugged him tightly. He, in turn, wrapped those muscular arms about her and held her to him.
"It is not a burden you place upon me here today... It is the will to live... The will to become my own person, to be valuable to someone special. You have given me far more then this eye and this scar today..." Her senses seemed even more keen now. She licked fangs that she had never had before and looked around. "I am sorry but I must go..." Her body was shivering with the need of blood. She could smell the wolves blood although none had been spilt, yet. She knew where they was and before she knew it her small feet were carrying her faster then she had ran before.
She ran and enjoyed the feel of the woods in winter. It seemed to fill her with excitement. Or, was it just the excitement she was getting from the hunt? Whichever it was she finally got to the wolves and they looked at her with their beady eyes and lowered the front of their bodies, getting ready to pounce. Low, shallow growls escaped the thoughts of the wolves. She ran at them, feeling no need for foreplay and grabbed one. She held it tight within her little arms which seemed far stronger then what they looked. She heard some of the wolves bones snap under the pressure and it whined out.
Karli threw her head back and then slung it forward, sinking those new fangs into the wolves fur and then through the skin. She growled her own growl of dominance and drank and drank until the wolf was one drop away from death. She dropped it to the ground and stepped on its head. She looked up and found that the master vampire already had the other wolves broken and ready for her feast. Awkwardly, it reminded Karli of the day she'd seen a bird give food to the little baby birds. She smiled at him, with blood dripping from her chin. He smiled back and she launched after the wolves.
She had them all, every last one of them, save for the little wolves. She refused to take their lives. She was indeed, a softy at heart. She drank and drank until she could drank no more. She drank until she was drunk off the blood. She threw her head back and laughed a joyous laugh that echoed through the woods and made the birds fly away. She laughed and spun around in the woods with her arms stretched out, finally feeling free. She fell down into that cold snow again and laughed until she passed out.
She woke in her pen back at the masters house. She had on a white silken nightgown, that fit her nicely. She fund a note beside her and frowned because she could not read. She bit her lower lip and took out the note. She narrowed her eyes at the foreign letters as she tried to read. She sighed and threw her head back. There was no use she couldn't make out the words. Words suddenly danced across her mind. Her master was sending her the knowledge to just know what those words meant.
"Ma petite," read the letter. "I hope you enjoy your new life and that you do not take it for granted and kill mindlessly. When you drink from a human only take as much as necessary and not a single drop more. If you want more just find a few vials of blood. You might be wondering now, why i brought you back to your master, instead of taking you home with me. I did so because you are right. You do have a new life now and I want to see you get strong. I want you to find a way to learn without me having to use my powers.
"I want you to be strong enough to escape on your own and make a name for yourself somewhere in this world. As a vampire, it is said you will live forever. That is true but you are not truly immortal. Many a thing can and will kill you but I trust you to figure out ways to keep yourself alive. In two hundred years you will more then likely become lonely and feel this world can not bring you any more surprises. Do not trust in that because there is always life in this world and the will to live. that alone should be what keeps you going through the eternity you shall live. Be happy and be free ma petite, and never loose your soft heart. While it can be a grate weakness, it can also be a grate power as well.
"One day I shall hope to return to you but I must find myself as well in this world. -Forever and always, Your Father -P.S. You will probably read in your later studies that after a vampire is made they do not age. That is true but for you, and since it was an emergency I have broken our laws. I have cast a spell on you that will allow your small body to grow until you are the age of eighteen. Be well.."
She'd nod to this and hold the letter close to her body. She giggled and began crying softly to herself. They were tears of sweet joy. "One day i will meet you again..." She said in her soft, sweet childish voice. She laid down again, holding the letter close still, as if it were the last solid thing in the world and she needed to hold it to keep herself alive.
Later on, her master burned the letter and ripped her silken nightgown to shreds. This, however, did not phase her. She just smirked at him the whole time. She trusted in herself and knew those words would be etched in her mind for all eternity. This pissed her master off and he slapped her, and beat her and screamed at her. He tied her up and rapped her over and over, even let his guards have their way with her. Yea it hurt, but she'd still meet his eyes with a smirk.
This made her master sell her off. Many masters over the years came to have her but soon got tired of her because she was vampire and could heal. They felt inferior to her which wasn't good considering the whole reason a master was a master was so they could feel superior, like they have some kind of power. Karli didn't much mind. She used this time to start harnessing her powers. She became good enough to where she could block out noises she heard with that hearing as if it was a white noise. She learned to control her strength. She found she could do certain things with her vampiric powers and thanks to learning energy control all on her own, she learned how to focus her energy into certain attacks.
At The age of 16, Karli got another new master. Her previous master had been nice enough to give her a present. A nice gothic lolita styled dress with white lacy graders and white lacy panties and black mary-jane shoes with a little maids headband. The master had said the black of the dress had brought out her pale complexion perfectly and made her violet eyes stand out. After looking in the mirror, she had to agree with him. It was the first time she had ever looked this good. She had turned to the master and asked why gave her this dress when she was just going with a new master.
The master had smirked and said it was because it would be her first vampire master. Interesting, she was going to have one of her own kind as a master. The master had lead her up to a beautifully furnished room and, somehow, she knew her master just couldn't decorate like this. Someone else had to have put it together. There by the far window stood a man with fiery red hair and brown eyes. She had lifted a brow at him as he turned. She found him handsome and had to look away to keep from blushing. This was the first time she had ever blushed for a master. The man's slender lips glided into a smirk.
As it would soon come to be known the vampire's name was Dezmon but Karli called him Dezzy for short. He never forced himself on her. Only once had they ha fun with each other but it was concentual. She was his only slave and he took grate pride in her. He let her rome the house, but if she stepped out of line once or disobeyed him he would beat her harder then any master had ever beaten her. Other then that things were fine. She had her own room with silken sheets and had a vast libary of books. He even helped her to learn.
And learn she did. She learned English, and French as her two main languages and a little German and Japanese. She learned math all the way up to Calculus. Science was especially fun. She was so interested to find out how machines, the earth, and animals worked. Dezzy even let her have a pig, and raise it for 3 months before she cut it open, looked inside and explored the different parts before she had to cut off the meat and put it away to be stored for eating. She kept its brain because the found the brain and reproduction the most fascinating. She learned Psychology and Sociology. History was boring for her but she learned what she needed to know. She learned Geography, World History, and Government.
Dezzy even hired a private teacher of different martial arts to come in and teach her until she was a black belt in most of them. Some of those included Tai Kuan Do, Bushi-do, Akido, and Go Chi Ru. She could use almost anything around her as a weapon but her feet was her best weapon of all. She loved fighting with her feet. She got so good she even beat Dezzy a few times in spars.
She caught on quickly and this was intriguing to Dezzy. Now, she was not only beautiful but smart and strong as well. He had slowly fallen in love with her and she with him. She told him of her past and he swore not to ever let her fall back into that life. They now slept in the same bed together nightly but she never really felt comfortable having "fun" again. It had seemed to have gotten old to her now.
When she was 18, something then happened to Dezzy, something she still has no idea what. He became more ruthless and lost in his own powers. He would go out at night and kill for the pure shits and giggles of it. He reclaimed his title as her master, no longer her lover, and came to love beating her. One night he asked her to kill this sweet little girl. Karli had refused. He ordered her to. She refused still. He had picked up the little girl and slung her into the wall, killing her.
She began to hate a despise him. Where had he gone, that man that she had fallen in love with? Where was he? He was obviously no longer there... He cast her away from him. He cast her away to never return. Yes, she had gotten her freedom but now she had no where to go. So she began making her living as a fighter hoping maybe that might either get her started on the right path or be her only path and she will make a name for herself that way.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Race: half vampire and half feline
Alignment: Neutral
Power Level: low-tier high (THANKS KANIUS FOR HELPING ME FIND THIS!!! =3 )
Timeline: Present day
Appearance:
Here before your very eyes stood a girl that would make your mind wonder if she was evil or good. Her body language would say good but the rest would say evil. Truth was she could be either or. Atop her head two stout black feline ears emerged from silver locks of hair. The ears would hold 5 piericings in each. Four on the outer sides of her ears and one on the very tip. All of them were silver ringlets.
Some held fake diamonds in them others held violet jewels, but the ones at the very tip would hold crimson stones. In front of her ears was a black leather headband which served absolutely no purpose except to be there and look pretty. On each side of the headband was a small little human skull, as if a head had been shrunken and skinned and put on the headband. A black ribbon came out of each making the skulls the centerpiece of a beautiful bow. Strands of silver locks was in front of the headband, framing her pale slender face perfectly. Her silver hair, which was oddly the color of the clouds during a storm, was straight until it got to her shoulders and then it formed natural little ringlets that would seem to bounce when she walked. The two pieces of hair in front of the headband and framing her face was shorter then the hair behind the headband. The two pieces stopped just below her chest even though only one of them, the right one, was hanging elegantly over her shoulder. The other she had pushed behind her because it was getting in her face and getting on her nerves.
The hair in the back, behind the headband, stopped a at the arc of her back. The hair seemed thick and full as if your could run your fingers through it and after that you would long for another touch of those soft curls. Her face was an elegant and yet childish face. Silver bangs hid away her forehead for the most part but stopped right above those silver eyebrows. Long thick black eyelashes framed beautiful violet feline eyes. Most of all the blackness was natural, the rest was the simple application of black eyeliner. Out of the outer corner of each eye was more black eyeliner that came out and round slightly up for an inch form her eye.
Coming down from that one line was two others that went down about an inch and then curled up and over almost like a fish hook. Coming from the line that had went down and was closest to her eye was another little hook that came out midway through that line. Something seemed to stand out under her right eye. The skin was darker there and went down in a line. It was a scar that would never heal and ruined her beauty Sitting in the middle of her face was a cute little nose that wasn't too pointy and big but wasn't too small and round either. It was a nice cute little nose. Her cheeks were a soft natural pink color giving her the impression that she was always blushing. Below the cute little nose were poutty light pink lips that was curved ever so softly to give you a sweet innocent smile. Her chin was a little rounded at the bottom but not the roundness that a pleasantly plump person would have.
Coming from under her head was a slender pale neck which was holding a black piece of leather about it and came down forming the beginnings of the top of her outfit. It covered the front of her body but did not have any sleeves attached to it which left her back shoulder blades bare. But it wrapped around under her arms and covering the rest of her back. This was only noticeable on the sides of her back thanks to her hair. Attached to each arm was a sleeve. It was held onto her arm, at the upper part of her arm, by two leather black belts with silver buckles. The sleeve would cover her arm and then there would be another buckle at her wrist, though only one this time, again held together by a silver clasp. Still the leather went on and fanned out beautifully covering her hands up to her knuckles.
This exposed her slender pale fingers. Sitting upon her left thumb was a silver ring which curled and curved beautifully around her thumb. At the tips of each finger seemed to be something that was somewhere between a claw or nail. At first one would think nail but if they noticed the sharpness of them they'd think claw. Either way each of them were painted a beautiful shade of violet. On her right upper arm, below her shoulder but above where the fabric was, a tattoo stood out. It was of a fairy with violet hair fluttering behind a man and slinking her arms over his shoulders and holding onto him from behind.
The man had his head on her shoulder and she was nuzzling her cheek into his black hair. As the picture went down they'd fade and below them it read "Together forever." Coming back to the main part of her body, the leather clung to Karli's form perfectly showing off her breasts and many curves. On her stomach was strips of leather, outlined with silver metal. They formed two X's over her slender stomach. At the waist the leather parted in the shape of an upside-down V , and the leather continued to drift down all the way to her ankles. Under the V was a very small black pleated miniskirt which served only to hide certain areas.
Around her waist was a black belt that just seemed to hang there on the left side it seemed to be fasted together by four silver pins. It was almost as if the belt was too big for her slender frame. The buckle of the belt was hanging down closest to the front. The other side seemed to be a bit longer then the other and was closest to the back At the end it held a silver pentagram and was tipped with silver. The belt had various bladed weapons on it such as throwing stars, throwing knives, four daggers, four kunis and in the front it held little bags that held certain herbs. The bags were various colors: blue, purple, green, read, yellow, and white.
Still, the skirt and the V of the dress left her upper thighs exposed to the world. This showed off another tattoo. It was on her left thigh. It was a black bunny and a tan bunny sitting side by side. The black bunny was wearing an icy blue top hat and an icy blue little tux with a little darker blue tie and had purple buttons for eyes and white X's curving to make a smile. The tan bunny had on a black top hat, a black little tux, a light red bow around its neck and had brown buttons serving as eyes and black X's curving up to make a smile. Right under the tattoo and a little down on her right leg as well was black tight thigh stockings that went down, past her knees and into black boots. The boots looked almost like combat boots having a steal toe and laced all the way up.
The boots stopped a few inches below her knee but held onto her calves showing them off as well. All of this black would serve beautifully for her pale complexion. Seeming from behind her, right above her butt was a long black cat tail that held soft fur. The tail was long and swayed elegantly behind her and would even sometimes wrap around her waist. Even though this girl seemed to have all weapons exposed on that belt of hers, she could have more anywhere within her person. One for instance was invisible to the naked eye. It was hidden under all that silver hair on her back.
It was a long black spine sheathe she had made to fit her small form perfectly. A katana resided inside this sheath. The hilt poked at her head a bit if she moved her head too far back but besides that it was perfectly comfortable. The sheath was actually sown into the outfit which is why she had to get it made by someone. A dangerous girl she could be if someone challenged her to a fight or pissed her off. But for the most part she was a soft hearted kind girl.
Personality: Karli is a sweet girl. She can be quite the ditz and sometimes she wonders if her roots are blond. If someone tells a joke she will more then likely not get it at first. All and all the is polite and caring. But get her angry or in a serious situation, Karli can be as serious and as smart as need be.
History: Karli remembers nothing of her parents or her early childhood. The farthest back she can remember is when she was seven, a little slave girl. She did not know how to hardly read or write and could barely form her words correctly. She had no interest in running away because she had been beaten severely for trying to run several times. She had also seen her friends, if you could really call another slave a friend, be killed over trying to run. But Karli had seen a few books and was very curious about them. She wanted to learn but no master would ever let the poor little half human, half feline girl learn anything for fear she might gain her own mind and find a way to escape.
After a year or more, when Karli was eight everything would seem to change for her dramatically. Two vampires, a master and his fledgling, had paid her master enough to where her master let them have their way with this young child for a whole day. The men took the nude little girl out into the woods and began to have their "fun" with her. Finally, a thought crossed her mind. She could run! They was out in the woods, so all she had to do was escape the two men while they changed positions. Now, mind you, she had no idea what a vampire was nor what they were capable of.
As the men were changing positions to get their full moneys worth, she managed to brake away. She ran. She ran as fast as her little frost bitten feet would take her in the snow. With each step it was like a thousand needles pricking into her feet. But, she ignored the pain and just kept running. Next thing she knew the fledgling was in front of her with a knife. She stopped and he launched at her. She tried to fight but was no match for the vampire. Even still, she fought, until he accidentally gouged her right eye out with the knife.
She flung herself back and away from the vampire and into the snow. Her little hands were clasped over her right eye socket and she was screaming bloody murder. Under the sounds of her own screaming she heard the crackling of flames, a mans voice saying, "Unfortunately I choose you wrong... You are too violent to be one of us... I'm sorry..." Weird to say the least but the master vampire had been a gentle soul and probably so was the one who made him.
Karli did not care at that time, however, what was going on. Her body was so filled with pain, more then she had ever felt in her lifetime. She felt hands on her body again, but they weren't trying to hurt her as they had been earlier. "Sorry," said the vampire. "It was his choice... I let him choose because it was his first birthday... I was a little skeptical about him, but he changed so drastically after he was made..." Next thing she knew there was a slight pain in her neck, like two pens prickling her skin.
Slowly all the pain subsided, and she was left in a daze. Everything was gone and death was near, calling her and beckoning her to come. She wanted to step over, she wanted to die. Death surely couldn't be as painful as the life she has had could it? Something wet caressed her lips and seeped down into her mouth. It was sweet like that piece of candy her masters would give her if she was really good. The drops of the sweet liquid moved down her tongue and down her thought. She some how made her thought convulse as she drank the blood.
So sweet was the blood and so intoxicating. Her hands reached up slowly and held firmly onto the solid thing against her mouth. She pressed it into her mouth more, which made more of the liquid candy seep into her mouth. She drank and drank that liquid candy. Her body filled with the warmth of life again and death seemed so far away now. A pain came to her eye socket again but it wasn't the same as before. It was as if something was being pushed into it. She ignored it because the liquid gushing into her mouth was more important.
The firm thing her hands had been holding onto pulled away. "Enough, ma petite..." She reached out for more but it was gone. She opened her eye and looked at the thing in front of her. It was the master vampire sitting there, holding his bleeding wrist. Fear creped over her as she felt a tug at her chest. Something was wrong. Her back bowed and it made moans come form her mouth. Her little hands scrapped around looking for something to hold onto, and found the vampire's hands. He held her hands firmly and looked at her with what could be the innocent love of a father.
"You are dieing ma petite... Do not fight it but instead, welcome it. You will become the undead... A vampire like myself and while you change, your eye will heal, I have already put it back in the socket... Please do not fight it or it will hurt more..." She bit her lower lip, pondering if she could trust the man whom had just been rapping her moments before. Anything was better then this. She closed her eye and sighed. Her body relaxed and her body felt the cold hand of death come and be swept away.
In that instant her senses heightened. She could hear the women back at her masters home scream out in pain. She would hear the wolves howling in the woods at the smell of blood. The smell of blood? She could smell it too and like some crazed animal she wanted more. She wanted to drink the sweet candied liquid until she couldn't handle any more. She sat up now and looked around with both eyes.
The male vampire placed a hand on her cheek and looked at her. She looked back at him as his fingers brushed upon tender flesh under her cheek. She winced and he seemed to frown more. "This wound was made before you turned and was deep, already healing. The best your transformation could do was heal it but it shall be an immortal scar... I am so sorry for this ma petite." She frowned, trying to fight the urge to run off into the woods and partake of those wolves. She slinked her little bony arms about the male and hugged him tightly. He, in turn, wrapped those muscular arms about her and held her to him.
"It is not a burden you place upon me here today... It is the will to live... The will to become my own person, to be valuable to someone special. You have given me far more then this eye and this scar today..." Her senses seemed even more keen now. She licked fangs that she had never had before and looked around. "I am sorry but I must go..." Her body was shivering with the need of blood. She could smell the wolves blood although none had been spilt, yet. She knew where they was and before she knew it her small feet were carrying her faster then she had ran before.
She ran and enjoyed the feel of the woods in winter. It seemed to fill her with excitement. Or, was it just the excitement she was getting from the hunt? Whichever it was she finally got to the wolves and they looked at her with their beady eyes and lowered the front of their bodies, getting ready to pounce. Low, shallow growls escaped the thoughts of the wolves. She ran at them, feeling no need for foreplay and grabbed one. She held it tight within her little arms which seemed far stronger then what they looked. She heard some of the wolves bones snap under the pressure and it whined out.
Karli threw her head back and then slung it forward, sinking those new fangs into the wolves fur and then through the skin. She growled her own growl of dominance and drank and drank until the wolf was one drop away from death. She dropped it to the ground and stepped on its head. She looked up and found that the master vampire already had the other wolves broken and ready for her feast. Awkwardly, it reminded Karli of the day she'd seen a bird give food to the little baby birds. She smiled at him, with blood dripping from her chin. He smiled back and she launched after the wolves.
She had them all, every last one of them, save for the little wolves. She refused to take their lives. She was indeed, a softy at heart. She drank and drank until she could drank no more. She drank until she was drunk off the blood. She threw her head back and laughed a joyous laugh that echoed through the woods and made the birds fly away. She laughed and spun around in the woods with her arms stretched out, finally feeling free. She fell down into that cold snow again and laughed until she passed out.
She woke in her pen back at the masters house. She had on a white silken nightgown, that fit her nicely. She fund a note beside her and frowned because she could not read. She bit her lower lip and took out the note. She narrowed her eyes at the foreign letters as she tried to read. She sighed and threw her head back. There was no use she couldn't make out the words. Words suddenly danced across her mind. Her master was sending her the knowledge to just know what those words meant.
"Ma petite," read the letter. "I hope you enjoy your new life and that you do not take it for granted and kill mindlessly. When you drink from a human only take as much as necessary and not a single drop more. If you want more just find a few vials of blood. You might be wondering now, why i brought you back to your master, instead of taking you home with me. I did so because you are right. You do have a new life now and I want to see you get strong. I want you to find a way to learn without me having to use my powers.
"I want you to be strong enough to escape on your own and make a name for yourself somewhere in this world. As a vampire, it is said you will live forever. That is true but you are not truly immortal. Many a thing can and will kill you but I trust you to figure out ways to keep yourself alive. In two hundred years you will more then likely become lonely and feel this world can not bring you any more surprises. Do not trust in that because there is always life in this world and the will to live. that alone should be what keeps you going through the eternity you shall live. Be happy and be free ma petite, and never loose your soft heart. While it can be a grate weakness, it can also be a grate power as well.
"One day I shall hope to return to you but I must find myself as well in this world. -Forever and always, Your Father -P.S. You will probably read in your later studies that after a vampire is made they do not age. That is true but for you, and since it was an emergency I have broken our laws. I have cast a spell on you that will allow your small body to grow until you are the age of eighteen. Be well.."
She'd nod to this and hold the letter close to her body. She giggled and began crying softly to herself. They were tears of sweet joy. "One day i will meet you again..." She said in her soft, sweet childish voice. She laid down again, holding the letter close still, as if it were the last solid thing in the world and she needed to hold it to keep herself alive.
Later on, her master burned the letter and ripped her silken nightgown to shreds. This, however, did not phase her. She just smirked at him the whole time. She trusted in herself and knew those words would be etched in her mind for all eternity. This pissed her master off and he slapped her, and beat her and screamed at her. He tied her up and rapped her over and over, even let his guards have their way with her. Yea it hurt, but she'd still meet his eyes with a smirk.
This made her master sell her off. Many masters over the years came to have her but soon got tired of her because she was vampire and could heal. They felt inferior to her which wasn't good considering the whole reason a master was a master was so they could feel superior, like they have some kind of power. Karli didn't much mind. She used this time to start harnessing her powers. She became good enough to where she could block out noises she heard with that hearing as if it was a white noise. She learned to control her strength. She found she could do certain things with her vampiric powers and thanks to learning energy control all on her own, she learned how to focus her energy into certain attacks.
At The age of 16, Karli got another new master. Her previous master had been nice enough to give her a present. A nice gothic lolita styled dress with white lacy graders and white lacy panties and black mary-jane shoes with a little maids headband. The master had said the black of the dress had brought out her pale complexion perfectly and made her violet eyes stand out. After looking in the mirror, she had to agree with him. It was the first time she had ever looked this good. She had turned to the master and asked why gave her this dress when she was just going with a new master.
The master had smirked and said it was because it would be her first vampire master. Interesting, she was going to have one of her own kind as a master. The master had lead her up to a beautifully furnished room and, somehow, she knew her master just couldn't decorate like this. Someone else had to have put it together. There by the far window stood a man with fiery red hair and brown eyes. She had lifted a brow at him as he turned. She found him handsome and had to look away to keep from blushing. This was the first time she had ever blushed for a master. The man's slender lips glided into a smirk.
As it would soon come to be known the vampire's name was Dezmon but Karli called him Dezzy for short. He never forced himself on her. Only once had they ha fun with each other but it was concentual. She was his only slave and he took grate pride in her. He let her rome the house, but if she stepped out of line once or disobeyed him he would beat her harder then any master had ever beaten her. Other then that things were fine. She had her own room with silken sheets and had a vast libary of books. He even helped her to learn.
And learn she did. She learned English, and French as her two main languages and a little German and Japanese. She learned math all the way up to Calculus. Science was especially fun. She was so interested to find out how machines, the earth, and animals worked. Dezzy even let her have a pig, and raise it for 3 months before she cut it open, looked inside and explored the different parts before she had to cut off the meat and put it away to be stored for eating. She kept its brain because the found the brain and reproduction the most fascinating. She learned Psychology and Sociology. History was boring for her but she learned what she needed to know. She learned Geography, World History, and Government.
Dezzy even hired a private teacher of different martial arts to come in and teach her until she was a black belt in most of them. Some of those included Tai Kuan Do, Bushi-do, Akido, and Go Chi Ru. She could use almost anything around her as a weapon but her feet was her best weapon of all. She loved fighting with her feet. She got so good she even beat Dezzy a few times in spars.
She caught on quickly and this was intriguing to Dezzy. Now, she was not only beautiful but smart and strong as well. He had slowly fallen in love with her and she with him. She told him of her past and he swore not to ever let her fall back into that life. They now slept in the same bed together nightly but she never really felt comfortable having "fun" again. It had seemed to have gotten old to her now.
When she was 18, something then happened to Dezzy, something she still has no idea what. He became more ruthless and lost in his own powers. He would go out at night and kill for the pure shits and giggles of it. He reclaimed his title as her master, no longer her lover, and came to love beating her. One night he asked her to kill this sweet little girl. Karli had refused. He ordered her to. She refused still. He had picked up the little girl and slung her into the wall, killing her.
She began to hate a despise him. Where had he gone, that man that she had fallen in love with? Where was he? He was obviously no longer there... He cast her away from him. He cast her away to never return. Yes, she had gotten her freedom but now she had no where to go. So she began making her living as a fighter hoping maybe that might either get her started on the right path or be her only path and she will make a name for herself that way.