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Nakia has a minion!

Minion the Maliss

Nakia
Legacy Name: Nakia

The

Bloodred Feli
Owner:

Trickery

Age: 17 years, 8 months, 5 days

Born: September 1st, 2006

Adopted: 14 years, 1 week, 1 day ago

Adopted: April 27th, 2010

Pet Spotlight Winner
January 26th, 2012

Statistics

Level: 46
Strength: 118
Defense: 59
Speed: 25
Health: 17
HP: 17/17
Intelligence: 19
Books Read: 18
Food Eaten: 0
Job: Groomer

Nakia Sawalha
--- Paranoid --- Intelligent --- Vengeful --- Considerate ---
The Vigilante

Introduction

Call me what you want. Evil, sadistic, sinner, slut, whore, good-for-nothing-bitch. I've heard it all, and when you're in my field of work... Well, if anything, you tend to grow a thick skin.
I am true justice. I work independently; free of bribes, scandals and corruption. I punish the ones the police are frightened of and save the ones who turn the other cheek.
I devote my life to these poor souls and to the task of putting their tormentors where they belong; six feet under.

So, take it from me. Keep you nose clean. When I come for you, I don't see a person. I see a dog, and you will be put down like one. When it's all over, well...
You'll just be another notch on my pistol.

Brief History

Nakia Sawalha's life was shattered at the young age of six. While traveling across the Sahara with her family, their caravan was attacked by a band of desert raiders who specialized in human trafficking. Over a period of ten years she developed a severe case of Stockholm syndrome. She was trained to be the perfect servant and to treat everyone but her masters with contempt; and when the rest of her family was finally dead, or shipped off, she saw herself as being prized. She was honoured that her masters had chosen to keep her.

When she turned seventeen they shipped her off to Russia. For the next six months she was subjected to many surgeries and tests along with many other subjects. She was monkey number nine; the bar code and number was tattooed into her arm. It was a statement that she was used too: she was property.

Thanks to encouragement from other subjects, she became increasingly violent towards the scientists as rage often got the better of her. Tranquilizers often had to be used.
Eventually they had enough. The lead scientists put her through the 'Ninth Procedure', which involved the ashes of an Ancient Egyptian cat. In the end it left her with eight more lives and a coma. But, despite the successful surgery, she was due to be disposed of in four days because of her coma.

On the third day she woke to the the Anomaly Removers raiding the lab. Only Nakia and a few other test subjects were spared from the massacre. Once the mental conditioning was (forcibly) undone she was offered a place with the Anomaly Removers as a human agent. She refused.
At the age of twenty three, while working as a volunteer for the YWCA. There she encountered three sisters with a terrifying tale about their uncle.

After managing to get the address from them, Nakia traveled to his home and broke in, hoping to find proof to help the girls in court, but instead she found six other women in the basement; all chained to the floor. After he returned home, he attacked her and Nakia killed him in self defence and fled.
Her first kill.

She soon found it easier and easier to kill men who mistreated women; until it got to the point where she killed anyone who she thought that deserved it.
Though she has attempted to get a hold on it, she sees it as only right; why should she hold onto her nine lives when others, every day, were having theirs shattered?

At the age of twenty six, she is known as the 'Number Nine Killer', as she always carves the number nine on left arm of every one she executes; demeaning them as she and their victims had been.

Basics

Name: Nakia Sawalha
Media Nick-name: The Number Nine Killer
Gender: Female
Ethnicy: Egyptian
Age: 27
Species: Human
Occupation: Employed volunteer

Relationships

The man who gave me light in the dark.

I owe you a life. Thank you.

Don't start thinking you're any different. We're just two halves of the same coin.

If only it had remained a ruse.
Then things would be so much simpler.