When Ennis returned home months later near death, he described for them the face of the man that had ruthlessly cut down their Father. Though she did not realize it at the time, the very man her brother had described was none other than Konstantin Priscus. The height of the holy wars slammed the castle, so near to the southern boarders, that they were inevitably rampaged. Her mother and sisters were cut down in the act of pleading for mercey. Alexandrea met her death at the point of a broadsword plunged into her stomach.

The violent death triggered her Immortality immediately.

Five years later, she and Ennis, who had managed to survive the attack, were in Lyon, France. They had taken up the fight against the Kindred, and secretly still hunted the head of Konstantin Priscus. By the time Ennis had reached his late 50's, the dying old man had located, and was sending a massive force of men at the Priscus vampire. Alexandrea stood at the forefront of the attack, and met not Konstantin, but Marcus Moore, in battle that day.

The two held the battleground for nearly a day, seeming to never tire, and neither one backing down amidst the blood clash of swords, fists, and claws. She did managed to wound his hand, giving her an opening, and she crushed the digits of his finger with the hilt of her blade, tearing the lapis lazuli ring from his hand just as the sun rose. He had no choice but to retreat. The ring was left on the blood-soaked battlefield. Not soon after, Alex collapsed herself from the strain, and was taken back to her and Ennis' home in France. But their home had been obliterated, and the few soldiers that survived related to her the man who had done the deed, killing her brother and their entire household. Konstantin Priscus.

Soon after, Alex made a life of tracking his and the Priscus clans movements, and met up with Konstantin again almost fourty years later in Europe. They met in a furious battle, but he quickly gained the upper hand as he tapped into her thoughts, learning her moves before she made them, and effectively stalling her attack. This a mistake she will not make again. She lost that battle, but she will win the war she's chosen to wage.

Since then, she has taken up arms with the Forty and until now, had kept her distance from New York, preferring the smaller cities that often carry the most lethal content. But word had reached her of the Priscus clans presence in New York. And nothing will keep her from her target.

Alexandrea, who prefers to be called Alex, has very few friends, and surprisingly few enemies as she focuses her attack on certain Kindred rather than Clans, or the entire species as a whole. She very much adheres to the Forty's creed of offing the worst of the worst. But her blood vengeance matters just as much to her as her loyalty to the vampire killers of New York.

The only distinguishing mark she bears is the small tattoo of her Families crest on the inside of her right wrist, her sword arm.