Information

• Name: Anne Guerriero
• Sex: Female
• Birthday: August 15th
• Age: 21

• Sexual Orientation: Straight
• Race: Vampire/Lycan Hybrid
• Nationality: Italian, French
• Build: 5'4" Slim, not bony.

• Physical Attributes: Like most of her siblings Anne has dark hair, attributed from her father's side. However, she is the only one to have inherited her mother's baby blue eyes. Her wolf form has gorgeous solid white fur, paired with her usual pretty blue eyes, the only sibling with an albino wolf form.
• Key Personality Traits: Anne is on the shy side like her brother Aiden, but even less outgoing than he is. As the youngest and the only one not a part of a set of twins, Anne was a rather lonely child and often had to entertain herself as the others argued or played with their counterparts. Despite this, she grew up to be rather peaceful and serene, rather than angsty and angry.

Story

Anne was used to being on her own. While she was closest with her older brother Aiden, the age difference was often a barrier. Aiden always wanted to spend time with Allie, who was his own age. Of course spending time with her meant he also spent time with Cayne. So Anne ended up being leftovers whenever Aiden was mad at Allie or Cayne.

Even so, Anne didn't mind the solitude. She was a quiet girl, didn't complain much. She had plenty of toys to keep her busy on her own, and books when toys failed to capture her attention. Her parents were quite well-off, what with the fortune Matteo had accumulated over the long years since he'd been turned into a vampire, not to mention the inheritance of their large home in Italy from his parents. Their entire estate was left to him when they died. (Of course the human court system didn't know that Matteo had been the one to kill them, they just knew they were brutally killed in their own home.)

Now that Anne was older, she minded the solitude even less. She was 21 now, the youngest of her family. She toyed with the idea of going away to college, or some other such adventure. But she was just the tiniest bit afraid to be off away from what family remained at the family home. She had never been around humans alone before. Of course she wasn't afraid of losing control or freaking out, but she was worried she might say something odd or out of place. Growing up in a house full of the supernatural had is perks and consequences. How was she to know what might be considered strange at this point?

Her worries turned out to be ungrounded, because when she told her parents she was thinking of going off on her own, her mother, Evelyn, freaked out. She absolutely refused to let her youngest go. Of course that was not her decision to make, Matteo insisted. Anne could tell he wouldn't mind having less people around. She often sensed her father, while used to having children at this point and family, wished he could have a bit more solitude sometimes. Obviously it didn't offend her that she could tell that, she understood. Five children could be a lot, especially when they had all been underage. Not to mention the constant presence of Cayne's henchman, Gideon. Since Cayne could not stay one hundred percent of the time to watch over the family due to his curse, he often had Gideon fill in the absence.

The man in question was a vampire, with dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, he stood out. Vampires didn't generally have light colored eyes. But of course he insisted on wearing dark clothing, only playing to the traditional vampire stigma. Anne could admit that despite this, he was pretty good-looking guy, with his chiseled jaw line and tastefully touseled hair. He may be the strong silent type, but he was nice to look at, too. Plus, of course, when he did talk, he had a very attractive Irish accent.

It was always a very full house. This was the point Anne pleaded to get her mother to unclench. Evelyn eventually relented, but brought up Gideon to send with her for an extended vacation. The trip was all paid for by Matteo, as a gift for her most recent birthday. The trip was actually a belated gift, as it was being offered to try to appease her trying to leave.

"But why?" Anne blinked, puzzled.

"Because it will ease your mothers' conscience." Matteo sighed. Together they sat on Anne's large queen bed, her father turned slightly toward her. He wore dark jeans and a simple t-shirt. He appeared tired, and Anne felt for him. She'd heard her parents arguing into the night. Over her, obviously. She hated that, she didn't want to cause problems between her parents. They went through enough rocky stages as it was.

"This was the only compromise she would accept. She's reluctant to let any of you go." he added, taking his youngest daughter's hand. "We both knew it was coming, but she's...emotional. You were her last baby, Anne."

Anne squeezed her father's hand back, and smiled up at him faintly. "I know. I wish she wouldn't worry. I need to learn sometime." she bit her lip. "But why does bringing Gideon make her feel better? He's so...stoic."

Matteo chuckled softly. "He can protect you. That's what she wants to know, that you're safe." he sighed. "I know he's not the most cheery of company to have around. Besides I'm sure if it all turns out nicely and you return safe from the trip, she'll let you move out when you want to. She just wants to know you're okay."

Anne rolled her eyes toward the ceiling with a long sigh. "I'm not an idiot, dad, I can take care of myself." But she shrugged her shoulders and patted her dad's knee. "But I know you'll get more sleep if I say yes. Can you imagine Gideon at the beach?" she paused and her brows furrowed. "This is going to look like a...honeymoon or something. You guys bought me tickets to Aruba, that's definitely a couple's vacation. Aren't you worried about him...you know, making a move or something?"

Matteo snorted with laughter this time. "Have you ever seen that guy even crack a smile? He's basically going to be your bodyguard. But I suppose yes, that's the cover here. He won't seem out of place. I don't know darling, see if you can get him to loosen up."

"Did he even agree to this? Oh god, he probably hates all of us, and especially me!" Anne's cheeks burned as a flush crept up her neck. How embarrassing! He probably thought she was pathetic.

Matteo shook his head, brushing her long dark locks back from her face as he did so.

"No, darling. It's going to be okay. He already agreed, your mother insisted on calling to ask him last night."

And so it was settled, her very first excursion away from the family home at twenty-one was to be chaperoned...by a very good-looking vampire family friend that she'd known forever.

Why was she so nervous?