| HISTORY/PERSONALITY |
[14 Aug 2009|05:57am] |
The Lithuanian Vampire.
From the smallest of boxes, come the biggest of surprises or perhaps a woman named Asura Kavaliauskas. Death, it seemed, had wanted her from the very beginning when she supposedly came into this world still born. Back in the 1400's, there were no fancy devices to tell if a person, let alone a mere infant was truly dead, so while those around the pale and almost lifeless body shed tears for Asura, she was just getting ready to terrorize the world with one banshee of a scream. The moment those little lips opened was the moment that everyone's heart stopped for a brief second. At first, everyone was overjoyed that the child was alive. They saw little Asura as a miracle and gift from God himself, but then odd things started to occur.. Well, more like extremely unfortunate since a few days after her birth Ona, her mother, had died and a month later the family's crops had all perished when everyone else's were doing quite well. Asura's father just considered everything to be bad luck until his other child, Daina, died mysteriously two months later. It was at that point where he started to feel as if his little miracle (Asura) had been some sort of devil sent to harm his family or what was left of it. The man had to do something, thus resulting in him making an attempt at taking his daughter's life by thrusting a knife through her tiny heart. However, the good in him would not allow this to occur and as a result, he placed Asura in a basket and went on a four day journey with the infant to a forest far from his home where he left the infant. It was there that he hoped the wolves or perhaps a bear would do the job he was took cowardly to go through with.. Ah, but hoping never got a person anywhere..
Little did her father know that an old hag that had been condemned to the woods would be taking a stroll through the area looking for herbs and other such things for a potion she was working on. Hearing Asura's cries for food, she followed the screams with extreme interest and upon seeing the babe, a wicked smile crept upon her pale flaking lips. She had found a gift. She had found a daughter to whom she would raise to be just as wicked and corrupt as her. Asura's name was quickly changed to that of Hexa and as soon as she was old enough to walk, Morta started teaching her the craft or more specifically black magic. The little girl was eager to please her so called mother and found the dark arts almost comforting. Playing with nightshade and attempting different hexes were much more fun than boring things like dolls. However, her favorite part of becoming one with the elements and learning how to tame the deadly creatures that roamed the area. Besides, being so far away from a town made it basically impossible for her to find any children her age to play with. Loving parents never allowed their little ones to wander into the woods where the witch, Morta, had been banished. Every child knew around the area knew the stories about her evil deeds that including invoking demons to bring harm to those that had offended her; whether these stories were true or not the children did not know but were too afraid to find out.
Everything was running smoothly for Morta until Hexa soon found creeping into her head and that was a question about whom her father was. Yes, Morta was obviously her mother but it took two to create a child and the older Hexa became, the more she longed to learn about her past. However, Morta feared that interaction with anyone other than herself would poison the child and forbid her from leaving the forest. In return, Hexa grew resentful of her mother while working on her abilities (fire being the one she felt most comfortable controlling) and soon came to call her home nothing more but a prison. The snakes and other dark creatures became her only friends until the child became an adult. It was at that time Hexa felt she had learned all Morta knew and so.. She struck back. On her 18th birthday/the day her "mother" found her, the stunning young woman poisoned the one that she called both teacher and mother. Hexa was finally free.
With the dark knowledge passed down to her from Morta, Hexa left the woods with one of her closest companions, a black wolf that she had named Adomas. It took a few days but soon enough she had reached the same village that she had once called home. It was truly destiny but Hexa didn't know that...
Having never carried on a conversation with other people, she was somewhat shy upon entering the area but forced herself to speak up and try to make conversation with one of the men in the village. Things were working out fairly well until the his jealous young bride came into the picture. The woman started asking Hexa a million questions in a tone most unpleasant and then..Adomas came into the picture. The wolf wasn't one bit happy with the way this horrid person was talking to Hexa and immediately too a bite out of the woman's leg. From that point on everything was a mess. People started screaming that a rabid wolf was in their midst and that Hexa was the one controlling him. The villagers started to chase the two to the center of the town and then...some fool drove a pitchfork right through the heart of Adomas. The witch snapped. Her best friend was now dead and THEY needed to suffer.
Truth be told, Hexa doesn't remember much after that. All she can recall is fire everywhere while hearing various screams before blacking out. The next thing she knew, she was laying in a pile of ash and surrounded by the charred remains of those horrid people. Having used so much of her magic and with a stab wound to her right ride, Hexa was now tinkering upon the edge of death and would have surely met her end if it hadn't been for him. It was dark and the air still bore the signs of a fire as the startling figure gathered her limp body in his arms and lowered his lips to her ear before whispering, "My child, your beauty is immense and your spirit even greater. Accept the offer I present to you.. Rule with me the world as a being of the night."
Morta had taught Hexa well about the world of the supernatural, so suffice to say it had been clear to her exactly what it was this man was presenting to her without even seeing those stunning fangs. The idea of ruling the world was thrilling but better yet, he would be giving her the gift of eternal life. Tonight would not be her last. Hexa grinned and weakly replied "yes" before gasping as her soft olive skin was pierced. Slowly the threads of life that she clung to started to snapped until one thin piece of left and then she was saved. A steady stream of liquid rubies filled her mouth and excited the witch's taste buds. Hexa couldn't get enough of his blood and quickly grabbed hold of his wrist for more, sucking like a starved child at her mother's breast before collapsing.
Hexa was a vampire.
When the woman awoke, her sire greeted his creation with a kiss and then explained the life that they would lead together; along with his name, Stephanus. Hexa had been completely unaware that he had been watching her for quite some time in the woods and had even bared witness to what she had done to Morta. The only draw back was that now her control over the elements was no more, which she found out rather quickly. Seeing his darling creation upset, Stephanus figured this would be the perfect time to give her a present.. Her father tied to a chair. Somehow he had managed to survive the fire but he would not live through a meeting with Hexa.
"I should have killed you myself, Asura."
Crack.
Hexa smirked as she snapped his neck and laughed, "Too late." From then on in Hexa and Stephanus created all sorts of chaos in Lithuania. The two became the self proclaimed Blood King and Blood Queen of the small country until growing bored. Once Hexa's sire felt she had enough practice with the people of that area, he decided it was safe for her to roam Europe with him. The Hundred Years war and Black Plague were all fun and games. Hexa was denied nothing and eventually they took vows of an evil nature. Joined together as husband and wife they collected various treasures from those the unsuspecting fools they slaughtered while being seen as distinguished members of high society. Soon, Hexa and Stephanus would find themselves in Scotland at around 1580 where Hexa would work her way into befriending Mary I of Scotland during a party. The two hit it off and became best of friends. Hexa even managed to get Mary to consider assassinating Queen Elizabeth but sadly it never happened. Mary's betrayal was found out and she was to be executed. Completely horrified at the thought of Mary being taken from her, Hexa decided to save Mary but... Stephanus demanded she not intervene. The female vampire was forced to watch her friend's head roll and wanted nothing more than to strangle her sire for what he had forced her to watch. However, the bond the two vampires shared was greater than anything and over time the rift was mended. They were even planning on kidnapping a child to raise as their own until one night Hexa awoke to find that her beloved was gone; his blood on the floor and leading to the window. This loss caused her to snap and go on a killing spree as she searched for the man that had given her life. There was just no way that he would leave her like that but her violent behavior would not help solve things. Instead it almost got her killed and forced her to wake up. Acting like a child would have greatly displeased her sire and so, she forced herself to become smart about her situation and go back to the old way of handling things, the manipulative and deadly way.
Time would go on and killings committed, but never once did Hexa give up the notion that one day she would find Stephanus. However, shedding blood alone was just so..boring. It was much more fun with someone else but during her searches for someone to sire, not one human had been worthy of the gift. Well, that was until she came across Gabriel. Hexa had left Europe in hopes of finding that special person to mold into something as destructive as herself and indeed she did. Gabriel was divine. His aroma was that of salty blood mixed with insanity; it made the vampire's mouth water. Turning him and having him by her side proved to be a great decision at the time.. It was like the good old days she shared with her own beloved sire until her work of art was completely destroyed by some bad influence. That piece of garbage tricked Hexa's young disciple into leaving her, thus creating on pissed off vampire. How could he do such a thing when SHE was the one responsible for giving him the gift of eternal life?!?!
The answer was simple. Gabriel was defected. Maybe over time she could have fixed him but the fool was gone. Perhaps one day, after smashing his head against a tombstone, she would be able to correct his ways since he was still her creation but for now.. Hexa had decided to deal with what she was left with and continue her search for Stephanus.
Over time Hexa's powers have grown extremely strong thanks to her old age, as well as her amount of wealth. She is now living the life in LA. Everything that she has acquired through the years has all become priceless antiques that she has used in order to maintain her money and status. This has left the vampire with much time to do whatever she pleases. For example, Hexa has a small greenhouse filled with exotic flowers that mostly bloom only at night. These flowers are her pride and joy, aside from an albino python that is given free range in her home. Of course Hexa is still searching for her sire but can now do that at her computer. Assimlation, Stephanus taught her, was extremely important to there kind, so Hexa was always made sure to never shy away from technology even though at times she finds it somewhat annoying.
Just about every vampire has heard about Hexa and created their own stories to add onto her legend. She is one of the oldest, badest and deadliest vampires around because of all that she has learned throughout time. Respected? Feared? Both? Most vampired feel at least one or both of those things toward Hexa and dare not cross her path-- just the way she likes it.
Personality:
A master of manipulation, Hexa enjoys screwing with the minds of humans. She treats them like dolls and whenever one gets on her nerves, that's when they tend to disappear. However, Hexa does restrain herself a great deal when it comes to murdering. The times have changed and she's aware that she too must change. Aside from that, she has no real love for anything in this world except for her flowers, plants, and memory of Stephanus. He is the one thing she will never be reasonable about and to this day refuses to believe he left her for no good reason.
Hexa is also extremely cunning and is always used to getting her way. If for some reason she is denied what she wants, then she will make the person who stood in her way suffer till they wish they were dead. Hexa also takes great joy in blackmailing people-- it's her hobby and a way to have fun without getting all messy with blood.
Egomaniac? Yes. Hexa will rule the world one day but she's taking her time in order to avoid any fuck ups. Hell, she's got an eternity to get a crown on her pretty head.
Cruel: Hexa has no mercy for anyone but that's nothing new. She has always been like that and will never change that part of herself. Torturing people is one of a few things that turn her on. Walks along the beach? Not so much.
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