By the age of 19, I was still unmarried and viewed as 'crazy' (heh, go figure)for the way I acted. I was rude and abrupt with anyone and had been caught on several occations just talking to myself. (Which there really isn't anything crazy about that, it just appears abnormal, I guess...) I attended school until I was only 10, then was kept at home to care for my father. The abuse from my brother never ceased, depite the fact he married and fathered children of his own. Constantly, I walked about with bruises and cuts on my body from my beloved father, and the sexual abuse eventually caused me to bare a child of my own from my brother. After the birth of my so-called son, I bludgened it to death out of disgust and shame. This was the last straw, I ran away from 'home', ran away from them, and now on my own with no where to rest and no food to eat, I did whatever I had to do to survive. In my mind, anything was better than where I had been living; even if it meant death.
Unknown to me, a young woman named Eves had been watching me put up with life for five years, before one evening everything known to me changed dramatically. Attacked and dragged from where I had been sleeping in an alley, I was taken to what appeared to me like a castle. With this so called "man" having strength that frightened but also was in awe of, he began to quarrel with a woman instantly as, what I assumed was a bedroom door, opened. It was at this time, as I stood ridgidly and listened to the Man rant, I found out that my captor's name was Aeleous, and Eves was the woman who had been watching me from afar. Aeleous, at the peek of his anger, attacked me, bitting me violently on the neck. I could feel my life waivering as he drained my vitae. I was oblivious to all actions around me. Surprisingly enough for me, the sensation of death was oddly alluring to me. But I didn't receive death, I recieved unlife. And from Aeleous' revenge, I was embraced. I had only but a moment to gather my thoughs, but it did no good, for before I could acknowledge it, Aeleous' head went flying and myself and his decapitated body fell to the floor. With an unearthly scream, I turned to find Dradius (who I later learnered was Eves' Sire) standing above me and his sword ready to make its judgement once again. Scared out of my wits Eves lept infront of me and begged for my life, and what seemed to be forever, he finally lowered his sword. My life came at a cost though -- Eves and I were banished. Like a savoir to me, Eves picked me up and took me to safety and the next night we were on board ship to the New World.
It was the year 1711 and at the tender age of 24, I was kindred now, and Malkavian to boot! (hmmm, how fitting) With my sire unknown to me, Eves quickly became my teacher and I learned the way of things through her. Together we found 'home' in Quebec, Canada. Over the years our bloodline grew and decided to call, Devalki.
We now come upon present day. The family is strong and Eves and I have decied to branch out in search of other Kindred. Maybe we will see you on our travels..... |
