Character Name: Amaya Kyuuketsuki
Age: 17
Race: Vampire
Gender: Female
Appearance: Short, shaggy, white-blonde hair. Always wears cute tees and skinny jeans w/ Converse or Harijuku Lovers. 5"10'. Skinny but curvy shaped.
History: Amaya tells everyone that her parents and brother died in a 'car accident' (very cliche) if she is asked, but there is much more to it than that. When she was 6 years old, she was up in the attic of her small home looking through some old pictures when she heard a horrifying scream coming from below. She flew down the stairs, stopping at the bottom to listen. All was silent.. eerie almost. Amaya began creeping quietly down the long hallway, pausing only when the old wood floors creaked beneath her. Halfway, she stepped in something sticky, and yelped. When she looked down at the substance she finally realized that her house was almost completely dark; it felt as if she were in a black and white horror movie. "Mom?" she whispered as she stepped into the bright kitchen. Something dripped on her head. She raised her eyes just in time to see a drop hit her white blouse, and a deep-red rose bloomed there. She looked around at the bloody room until her eyes fell on a crumpled figure lying in her fathers clothes. But certainly it couldn't be her father... this was not the happy father she had flown kites with all those years. "Daddy?!" she tried to scream but her voice cracked mid-word, and threw herself down beside him. "Mom! Mom help!" she managed to screeched through her tears. As she lay there sobbing, she felt something cold touch her shoulder. She jumped, but was relieved to hear her mothers voice. "There there my dear," she cooed. "Daddy's okay; he's only sleeping." But now that she listened, the words didn't sound right. She could almost see the tainted words leaving her mothers lips.. her bloody lips. Finally she stepped back and looked at the blood soaked woman that stood before her. Her eyes, that were once a beautiful sea green, were now a blank white, a void; and her face and lips were pale to match. The woman's hair was also red dappled and matted. "Mommy.." she whispered, stepping backwards. She could feel the hot tears rolling down her cheeks, but she didn't care. All she knew was that this woman was not her mother, and that she needed to get away from her NOW. She continued inching back as the woman watched her; a devilish grin spreading across her face - until she fell. It happened too slowly. She remembered falling for days, just watching the ceiling spin forwards, until finally she hit something. She was now sprawled across her fathers crumpled body; mangled almost beyond recognition. "Ah Amaya, you always were a clumsy one.. now baby, let me help you up!" the woman screamed the last words, and leaped towards her. She tumbled backwards smacking her head hard on the cabinets behind her, and the woman cackled in the sudden darkness. "Its okay.. you can go to sleep with your father and brother now. It'll be okay..." she stroked Amaya's face with her cold hands, and under her chin until her hand rested on her neck. The girl tried to pull away, tried to scrambled out from under the impostor, but she just laughed, speckling Amaya's dress with more tiny roses. Then, just as soon as it had come, the smile left the woman's face and was replaced by a horrible grimace. "You can't escape me dear.." she sighed, and bit into the child. Amaya tried to scream, but her mother's own shriek drowned hers out. She flew backwards into the wall and fell in a heap. "DEAR GOD!!" she uttered, before standing up wild eyed and leaping out the open window. There Amaya lay with her father, undoubtedly dying. All she could think about was the woman's contorted face before she had escaped, until warm arms grasped her, and pulled her away. She remembered waking up in a strange hospital, where doctors were muttering, "It's already begun.." under their breath.
Weaknesses: Amaya's main weakness (even more than her thirst for blood) is her kindness. It seems to always be her downfall.
Weapon: Although her thirst is definitely a weakness, she can also use it against her enemy if needed. If enough human blood is spilled, she can use the power boost against whomever she pleases (although she has some trouble controlling her frenzy).
Other: She has a cat named Chiko, who she says is really the only family she has (even though technically she does have her grandparents). Her best friend is a girl named Himeko, who is pretty much a stuck up brat.
Requested Class in Chatroom: Herbology, Astronomy, Transfiguration, Writing, Art Classes..

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