Dimm has a minion!

Hungry the Bloodlust

The darkness.
It was so very appealing to a young Dimm Eberly. He followed the war between Malaria and Shinwa constantly while he tried to hide his need for evil from his family. He might hate everyone else, but his family, he loved.
One night, he snuck out of the house, his father’s old rifle slug across his back. He might only be 12, but the evil goddess cared not for the age of her soldiers, only the number of them...
I’ll see you soon Welly…

The battlefield was horrible. Much worse than he’d ever imagined.
The little boy smiled as he took aim with his weapon and fired on the enemy. Pulling the trigger and feeling the power of the gun gave him such a thrill. Adrenaline pumped through his body as he searched for a new target.
Just then he felt the sharp pang of a bullet in his leg and he collapsed. He’d scanned the field. Who had hit him?
The small boy struggled to his feet, not able to put any weight onto the wounded leg. He saw a man with a gun pointed at him, and he quickly pointed his gun and shot.
He let out a maniacal laugh as he watched his attacker fall to the ground from a shot in the head before collapsing back onto the ground.
A disadvantage of being in Malaria’s army – unless you were of power, the other’s did not bother to help you up.Dimm lay on the ground, unable to move, as his leg bled profusely onto the grass underneath. He didn’t seem to be too badly affected though. He’d been able to embrace his darkness – finally.

As his eyes closed and his mind went black only one unhappy thought went through his mind, I’m sorry sis. I promised you I’d be back…

Dimm found power in the Underworld. So much more power than his little gun had given him. His sinister attitude was favored by the Devil, and he became a man (boy, really) of position.
Here, he struck fear into those who’d sold their soul to dark. The evilest of the evil feared his wrath. Here, he had sharp fangs he used to drink the delicious blood of mortals, and he could manipulate hell fire to do his bidding – a few gifts from his new master.
He was happy with his afterlife in Hell.

However, he dearly missed his sister Merleawe… He’d told her before he left that he would be back before she knew it. Of all the people he’d ever seen, Mel was the only one he could say he truly and completely cared for. The only one he would sacrifice himself for.
Now she was probably at home awaiting the return of her big brother, who would never come home…

Little did he know that soon he would be dragged from his happy death. Little did he know that Malaria had many plans for him now that he was more than just a mere boy soldier…

Birth name: Dimm Eberly (indicating courage, fierceness, bravery)Gender: Male
Age: 18
Birthday: October 30 (Vampire Awareness Day)
Birthplace: Chicago
Relationship Status: In love with Caviare
Hair: Silver; Goes to his chin; Long bangs sweep over one eye
Eyes: Red orange
Height: 6’1”
Body Structure: Very tall and lean; strong but not extremely muscular; very pale
Power: Vampire (Disclaimer: He does NOT sparkle; Sorry to all Twilight fans, but he’s not that kind of vampire)
Friends: Caviare, Merleawe
Enemies: InnDevision, Burmi, Malaria
Career: Drinking blood; Used to work for Malaria and is now hiding
Likes: Blood, war, fire, cookies
Loves: Merleawe and Caviare
Dislikes: Burmi, daylight, marshmellows
Despises: Werewolves, Malaria
Greatest Fear: Losing his sister (and now Caviare as well)
Personality: Dimm puts on a tough face, but really underneath he’s a big teddy bear. He may seem frightening, but his bite doesn’t seem so bad after you witness him being reprimanded by his sister Mel or girlfriend Cavi who live with him in his abandoned castle. Yes, he is blood thirsty and has always had a bit of a violence streak in him, but he’d do anything to keep his loved ones safe and happy, even if that means giving up his dinner because it was a classmate of Mel’s…
He does not get along with his ex-girlfriend Burmi, who is now on the hunt to bring him back to Malaria. Whenever she shows up a large argument and attempted fight to the death is sure to follow.
Dimm’s treasures
Favorite Song: A Clean Shot by The Myriad
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