Personality: Broken | Submissive
Looking for: after your read her story, I'm interested to start a game where a dominate vampire lord breaks in to the Front Line with an army and rescues the captive vampires. Specifically your character is the leader & had claimed Alanna as his mate but is trying to heal her also- knowing he may never get through to her but still tries. The world is modern now & unusual to her... Let's see if she can adjust. (Open to other ideas)
Anna? No, Alanna... It had been 200 years since anyone cared to call her by name. It was 200 years ago when they captured the spirited vampire & enslaved her. They starved her at first, just as they do with all new vampire slaves. It was maddening at first, she was crazed with hunger, but the madness stopped when she grew too weak... She felt as though she were dying but sadly, death never came. Years passed as they starved her but still she lived, had they forgotten about her completely? Her cheeks were shallow and sunken in, her skin clung to her bones, and her nails were sharp yet short from the scratching at her burning throat; & her once stunning hazel eyes were pitch black due to her starvation. There was no sound, there was no light, only darkness. It threw off her sleep pattern, she never knew just when it was day light or when it was darkness... 40 years had gone when when the door of her cage flung open & she was presented with a 20 ounces of watered down animal blood... The first thing she had to eat in a month. "Make it last, slave...." The man chuckled knowing she would not be able to make it last. Alanna chugged the 20 ounces of watered animal blood as fast as she could manage. The man laughed at that, snatched the empty cup from the girl, & locked the cage again. "No.. Please!" She cried at him, throwing herself towards the cell as he left her hungry & alone again.
Alanna was left alone again but this time for six months. Six months, she was alone & starved until she was randomly visited with another 20 ounces of watered down animal blood....
For ten years the madness continued. Isolation, & 20 ounces of watered down animal blood every 4-6 months. After ten years, Alanna was granted music... The music only played once in a while but it was a strange comfort for her.
Starvation, isolation, irregular sleep patterns... The torment went on for years.
After another 50 years of the same torment, Alanna's cage opened up & they escorted the weak & frail vampire out of her cage & into a room where she saw a familiar face.. It took a while for her eyes to adjust to the strangely lit room. A familiar face though? After all this time? Surely any human she recognized was dead? Oh.. No! That was not a human. Alanna screamed like a mad woman trying to lunge herself to the male vampire. "Allen!" She yelled at the mad male vampire. The vampire looked at Alanna with black soul-less eyes. Allen was her vampire brother... They were changed by the same sire & looked out for each other. The day she was taken, so was he. But unlike Alanna, they never once fed him in his years of captivity. Why was that? The male vampires weren't needed...
"Please he's hurting! Help him!" Alanna begged but instead, they forced Alanna to a chair in front of the table, chaining her hands to the arm rest & feet to the chair.
"Allen? That's his name? Hm... Well, Allen- we will help you just fine." A human laughed as the other men shackled Allen across the table to another chair facing Alanna. They couldn't touch each other even if they tried.
They tortured Allen every day for 10 years in front of Alanna. They continued to starve him, they fed her in front of him, & they tortured him senseless before her. She tried to connect with him but when they were left alone, they gagged the two of them & at times, they blinded the two.
It was an odd day when they unshackled Alanna... They took her away and for the first time, they bathed the broken spirit and changed her into clean undergarments. Alanna hated the attire but it was clean and she was grateful for it. They turned her into a dark room with a window to face that showed Allen in the dark. Alanna said nothing... She knew Allen was crazy now & they wouldn't help him, but what were they going to do? Slowly... A light from the ceiling spread on Allen- sunlight. "No don't!" Alanna cried & tried to throw herself to the window but they pulled her back into the darkness and forced her to watch her brother burn alive. Despite the separate room, she could hear his screams scorching in pain.
"Alanna!!!!" Allen begged for her help- saying her name for the first time in years....
If she wasn't broken before, she was now... She has nothing & no one. Any human she knew was dead & whatever world was outside these walls were now foreign. It was the First Line that fed her, that bathed her, & let her sleep. She was eventually given a regular eating schedule of the same poisoned blood but with an amount to maintain beautiful and strong enough to fulfill her role. Alanna stayed in a large harem with other vampire girls who were as broken as she was but they slept together, fed together, & bathed together so they stayed close. Different girls came & went as they were sent to different men of the Front Line to pleasure. Alanna was sent to different men as well but... She didn't enjoy it. To pleasure the men that tortured her. If she did something they didn't like they would beat her... If she did something they did like, she got nothing. Her life was for them now, not for her.