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Victoria Lacroix
Legacy Name: Victoria Lacroix
The
Bloodred MontreOwner:
MithraAge: 11 years, 4 months, 3 weeks
Born: November 25th, 2012
Adopted: 11 years, 4 months, 3 weeks ago
Adopted: November 25th, 2012
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 10
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 10
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 1
- Books Read: 1
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
Born from a long line of hunters, Victoria Lacroix had become a rookie huntress at the age of sixteen. Her father and the rest of her family had guided and corrected her up until her seventeenth birthday where something tragic happened.
The date was October 27th which held an event full of gifts and a feast fit for a princess. Everything was going swell and Victoria couldn't be happier. Her family surrounded her; everyone was happy that their youngest hunter made it past hard training and discipline that didn't break her spirit. Laughter and songs filled the air as everyone let their guards down.
Little did they know, a vampire currently over taken with bloodlust had snuck onto the Laxroix family property. And as fast as happiness came it left in a flash. Alone Victoria stood, surrounded by her family. Murdered and surrounded by family blood, she stood wide eyed and horrified as the man who committed the act stood right in front of her.
"Find me. Find me in two years time." He had whispered to her; looming over her like death itself. No bit or snap of the neck followed suit like she had thought. Getting a taste of this life so soon and she just graduated from training. This was all too much for her to take but she listened to his words well; analyzing it for the future.
His name then fell from his lips in the most quiet of whispers. Everything was silent when his name touched her ears ever so softly she even let out the breath she had been holding quietly and nervously.
Louvel de Valois.
Victoria had repeated his name over and over, committing it to memory. But why did he leave her alive out of all people?! "Why?" She asked the taller man quietly, voice shaky yet strong. Louvel took a few steps closer to the mortal girl as a cold hand cupped her chin; his thumb run carefully over her lower lip before he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the teenager's lips. That was his answer but not a full one. She has to find him in the amount of time he had said. Smiling down at the young woman, he withdrew and disappeared as quickly as he came.
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Now at the age of eighteen; Victoria had continued to training alone. Her drive to find the man that murdered her family is what kept her going. It was true that the last of the Lacroix wanted revenge but she also felt a strange pull to the man she saw on her sixteenth birthday and she couldn't put her finger on it.
During one faithful night they had crossed paths once again. The sensual creature came right two her and she didn't even have enough time to draw her weapon. He held her like a lover; so gentle, protective, and possessive all that the same time. With an arm wrapped around her small waist his free hand ran through her raven locks carefully; enjoying the silk like feel and scent of roses she seemed to give off.
Once again she felt helpless, wide eyed and afraid. She shook within his arms, her breath was shaky and nervous as icy blues stared up at his red hues. His thumb once again found it's way to her lower lip, running along it like it did two years ago and her cheeks couldn't help but flush from the attention. It was then when he whispered to her like he did the first time they met.
"I've kept you alive because you are dying. Slowly without even knowing it. I'm surprised it has caused you no pain at all." He cooed to her as lips pulled into a soft and gentle smile just before he pressed his lips to hers for a light kiss. "I have laid claim on you that day of your sixteenth birthday. I promise you a cure but you have to accept the fact that you need me and are willing to join me in death. Together for all eternity. I have chosen you." One last kiss was stolen from the mortal's lips before her knight withdrew and disappeared within the shadows.
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Present day;
Victoria, now at the age of twenty three, plays a game of hide and go seek with Louvel de Valois. The huntress had no interest in hunting others but the man that murdered her family. He allowed her to see him once in awhile, each meeting only earned her a lover's embrace and a kiss or two before she grew the courage to shoot at him. But she wouldn't put her walking cure down. She is desperate for the cure as she was starting to feel the effects. Perhaps it was time to accept the offer.
The date was October 27th which held an event full of gifts and a feast fit for a princess. Everything was going swell and Victoria couldn't be happier. Her family surrounded her; everyone was happy that their youngest hunter made it past hard training and discipline that didn't break her spirit. Laughter and songs filled the air as everyone let their guards down.
Little did they know, a vampire currently over taken with bloodlust had snuck onto the Laxroix family property. And as fast as happiness came it left in a flash. Alone Victoria stood, surrounded by her family. Murdered and surrounded by family blood, she stood wide eyed and horrified as the man who committed the act stood right in front of her.
"Find me. Find me in two years time." He had whispered to her; looming over her like death itself. No bit or snap of the neck followed suit like she had thought. Getting a taste of this life so soon and she just graduated from training. This was all too much for her to take but she listened to his words well; analyzing it for the future.
His name then fell from his lips in the most quiet of whispers. Everything was silent when his name touched her ears ever so softly she even let out the breath she had been holding quietly and nervously.
Louvel de Valois.
Victoria had repeated his name over and over, committing it to memory. But why did he leave her alive out of all people?! "Why?" She asked the taller man quietly, voice shaky yet strong. Louvel took a few steps closer to the mortal girl as a cold hand cupped her chin; his thumb run carefully over her lower lip before he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to the teenager's lips. That was his answer but not a full one. She has to find him in the amount of time he had said. Smiling down at the young woman, he withdrew and disappeared as quickly as he came.
Now at the age of eighteen; Victoria had continued to training alone. Her drive to find the man that murdered her family is what kept her going. It was true that the last of the Lacroix wanted revenge but she also felt a strange pull to the man she saw on her sixteenth birthday and she couldn't put her finger on it.
During one faithful night they had crossed paths once again. The sensual creature came right two her and she didn't even have enough time to draw her weapon. He held her like a lover; so gentle, protective, and possessive all that the same time. With an arm wrapped around her small waist his free hand ran through her raven locks carefully; enjoying the silk like feel and scent of roses she seemed to give off.
Once again she felt helpless, wide eyed and afraid. She shook within his arms, her breath was shaky and nervous as icy blues stared up at his red hues. His thumb once again found it's way to her lower lip, running along it like it did two years ago and her cheeks couldn't help but flush from the attention. It was then when he whispered to her like he did the first time they met.
"I've kept you alive because you are dying. Slowly without even knowing it. I'm surprised it has caused you no pain at all." He cooed to her as lips pulled into a soft and gentle smile just before he pressed his lips to hers for a light kiss. "I have laid claim on you that day of your sixteenth birthday. I promise you a cure but you have to accept the fact that you need me and are willing to join me in death. Together for all eternity. I have chosen you." One last kiss was stolen from the mortal's lips before her knight withdrew and disappeared within the shadows.
Present day;
Victoria, now at the age of twenty three, plays a game of hide and go seek with Louvel de Valois. The huntress had no interest in hunting others but the man that murdered her family. He allowed her to see him once in awhile, each meeting only earned her a lover's embrace and a kiss or two before she grew the courage to shoot at him. But she wouldn't put her walking cure down. She is desperate for the cure as she was starting to feel the effects. Perhaps it was time to accept the offer.