Physical Description- Silvia is a thin girl with long blonde curly hair and amber eyes. She normally wears black.
Personality- Silvia is shy and timid. She doesn’t take well to stressful situations and tends to black out or faint when things get to much for her. She is caring though when she comes to know someone and isn’t fast to judge normally.
Magic/ Abilities- None
Relationships- Silvia lives in an orphanage all her life so she has no one to rely on.
History- When Silvia was three her parents died in a car crash and she lived her life in an orphanage. She learned that no one would ever want her from how broken and emotional she was over her parents death. She had many different types of issues along with panic attacks, black outs, and faints a lot. She cant take a lot of extremes but will always try to fight her issues.
(Needed Lead vampire/ May change the name of the character from Draven)
Starter-
“Alright ladies and gentle men, take a seat.” Draven, the lead vampire spoke in a stern yet soft tone. The men and woman sat down in there seats at the table while Draven sits on his throne like chair at the end of the table. He lets his hands fold on top of the table while glancing at each person at the table before speaking.
“Ladies and gentle men. I have called you all to this meeting to discuss the issue on the feeding problem. Last week three members of this group got killed and one seriously injured because their feeding patterns where traced.”
Draven paused for a second as they murmur there agreements on the issue. Even though the three who got caught were not the brightest in the group he still was worried about the others and what might come if they where caught also. Bringing a hand up to silence them from the murmurs he waited for the talking to die down and then spoke again.
“I have an idea that might change the way we feed and how often we go out to hunt for our next victims. When you all leave her to go to your homes, where ever that may be, you will find one or two victims to take with you and feed off of. They must last for at least a month before dying.”
Glanced around at each one again letting them discuss the matter before taking vote to put it into motion. When the murmurs and talks died down with out his hand being raised he grins knowing it would be in his favor. His grin showed his long jagged fangs that seemed much longer than the rest. Continuing to take the vote he raised his hand.
“All in favor of putting this idea as the new law of the group raise your right hand and say I.”
Hands raised up slowly and I’s were heard across the room. With a grin he faintly nods his hand and lowers his hand. He had noticed that only one did not raise his hand to agree with this. He sighs knowing there would be an argument. When he spoke his tone was full of dread for what was to come.
“All oppose raise your left hand and sa-”
Draven had been cut off as the man raised his left hand high and voiced his I loudly. He stands up and paces towards Draven and starts his rant. Draven letting out the sigh the moment he starts to stand and places a hand on his temple and rubs.
“We will have to put up with some squirm for a month? Keep her tied down or watch her none stop so she wont escape. I would rather kill her and get it over with.”
“Well majority rules, Valor. You will just have to live with it. At least till we find a better way.” Draven states and with a tap of his hand on the wooden table he stands up bowing slightly. “Pick wisely brother and sisters. You are dismissed.”
“As do you Draven.” Said the eldest member of the group. “Your the leader of us. The leaders need someone who has much blood due to your bigger appetiate for blood. You will need lots more blood then us and feed often. Pick a strong yet weak one. I girl would do much better for you.”
With a nod Draven pats the old mans back and walks by shaking hands with a few of the group leaders before going out the door and to his car. Unlike the rest Draven preferred to take a car rather than flying or using his speed.
------------------------------------------------ That Night--------------------------------------------------------------
Silvia was walking along the dimly lighted street a book in her hand. She had just gotten out of the library and walked from the other side of the city to the lesser known part of the outskirt to a small one room flat. She hated living so small but it was the only thing she could afford. She was a foreign exchange student who offered the girls parents that traded places with her to let her get a job and work for the money to rent the apartment. They only agreed due to the many different medical conditions she has with stress. Panic attacks, black outs, along with fainting can be many side affects of to much stress. Silvia also has a stutter problem, when she is nervous it gets worse.
Draven on the other hand was standing in an alley way near her flat waiting for someone to walk by. Silvia just happened to be the one to walk by and he grabbed her arm and pinned her to the wall. Silvia opened her mouth to let out a scream of help and her book dropped to the floor.
