Levina Halland

[Levina Halland]

Other Characters: None

Character Name: Levina Halland
Character Gender: Female
Character Species: Vampire/Evil

Physical Description:
Levina is tall, though as she likes to call it,
'pleasantly plump'. She's not muscular at all,
with a feline grace and feral sleekness. Levina's
skin is milky white and smooth, without a blemish.
Her eyebrows and lashes are a light blonde color,
matching her hair. Levina has rather long fingernails,
"All the better to scratch with" as she says.

Levina's hair is long and curly, sort of crimped
more than curls. It is a light shade of blonde,
with gold and brown natural highlights, and a bit
of tawny. It reaches to her waist and seems
browner in the sun. It frames her heart-shaped
face perfectly, and covers her slightly over large
ears.

Levina's eyes are a strange color, a dark, vibrant
maroon. They are flecked with lighter red and
some orange, with a streak of silver. They are
almond shaped and large, giving her the
appearance of being sweet and innocent, though
the color sort of goes against that. Her emotions
are kept carefully hidden,though she always seems
scared and wary.

Personality:
Levina is a strange girl, personality-wise. She
seems nice when you first meet her, extremely
sweet. It's all a manipulation of the mind. In reality
Levina is one of the meanest vampires in the world,
fighting with anyone and anything and never backing
down even when she's dead tired. Some say she was
taught to do this, some say she was just never taught,
just left on her own to fend of any monsters. She never
likes to back down, never gives up.

Levina is not a sociable person, she's as much a
loneras a mangy tabby cat. She doesn't like to talk
topeople, doesn't like when people touch her, and
if you so much as look at her weird she'll fly off
the handle. Levina doesn't talk much, well, actions
speak louder than words.

Levina is good at being as sweet as possible to get
what she wants, and stab that person in the back
after she gets what she wants. That's a word to
describe Levina--backstabber. Levina is ever sarcastic
and mean, to anyone and anything who would listen.

History:
Levina was born when the Mayflower sailed
towards America. She was named for the
lightning that struck the mast of the ship at the
exact moment she was born. A few nights after
the ship hit land, and there they set up camp.

Levina grew up on the farm, helping to grow crops
at the age of six. Even though they were helped by
them, Levina learned never to trust the 'savages'.
She had but one friend in the whole place, a girl
named Hope Liberty. Hope felt that they should
befriend the Savages.

Once in the forest, they realized what a mistake
they made. How could two girls, ten years of age,
attempt to befriend an entire tribe of savages? But
they tried. The tribe was called the Quiluetes, that
was all they knew. There were rumors of 'wolfmen'
and 'cold ones' but Hope and Levina weren't ones
for crazy superstitions. Until Hope was attacked.

It all happened too fast, the white red-face jumping
out and seemingly biting Hope. "Leave her alone!"
Levina had yelled, but the white one just laughed.
Throwing Hope's drained body aside, he headed for
Levina herself.

He managed to get a bite to her throat before the
wolf-men came. She heard the tearing as she was
writhing in pain from the fire in her bloodstream. She
was like that for three days.

She learned from the Volturi how to be a vampire,
and because of her unique ability they wanted her
to join thier ranks. She refused, and ran away. From
there she scouted out four of the most powerful
vampires she could, and vowed to bring down all
vampires... so she could RULE
IC Example:
The forest seemed to grow larger as the vampire
ran, dark red eyes wide with fear. She continuously
gave fervent looks upwards, to the sky, the moon.
June the 22nd…A full moon… the second in the month.
A Blue Moon. This is not good, she thought to
herself. Not good at all. A root from the thicket of
forest trees appeared in her path, seemingly out of
nowhere. She stifled a startled shriek as her foot was
tangled in it, as she hit the ground. Hard. Her face twisted
with pain as she attempted to move her ankle. Great. It
was sprained. A howl split the darkened night, and Levina’s
day got a whole lot worse.

Levina’s golden-blonde was tangled and disheveled,
flying into her eyes as she hobbled along. She could
only hope to stay hidden, for her power of speed was
no longer useful. He overpowering fear darkened the sky,
flashes of lightning and pounding rain halting her journey
even more. Was that a growl she heard? No… no… no…
not now…not ever. A flash of lightning illuminated a
strangely silver shape, a blue eye… Oh no. It was
happening. Levina clutched her necklace, the points of
the cross digging into her palm.

Another flash of lightning struck, too close for comfort.
A low growl sounded behind her, a feral snarl that could
only mean one thing. As much as the vampire did not
want to see her enemy, she knew she could not die by
a surprise attack. Summoning all her courage she turned,
a scream dying on her lips.

The lightning illuminated a silver wolf, perched on a large
rock. He was nearly as large as the boulder, and could
probably cause much more damage. Sharp claws scraped
against the rock, sending an awful Screeeeeeeeeeeeee
through the air. A large brown wolf materialized next
to the rock, saliva dripping from bared teeth. The most
noticeable feature on this wolf was the jagged scar
stretching down his brown eye, splitting his face into an
awful grimace. Levina backed away slowly, terrified. With
her ankle, she could not take on all the werewolves…
Especially on the one night they did not know what they
were doing. Suddenly the black wolf she knew would
appear slipped from the darkness, seemingly only a
shadow, a mirage. But it was all too real.

Levina ran. It was all she could do, with the werewolves
on her trail and the bloodthirsty look in their eyes. As
she ran, she heard the familiar sound of waves crashing
against the hard rock walls. No… Oh no… She was hitting
a dead end. The vampire slid to a stop at the edge of
the jutting cliff, wondering how high… how far she’d have
to jump to clear the roaring waves of water crashing
against the rocks. Her maroon eyes widened as the wolves
pulled into a tight circle, growling and salivating at the
prospect of a good fight. The large silver one swiped at
her face with a large paw, and Levina let out a gasp as
they made a deep gash in her neck. But the pain didn’t
bother her, it was the fact that the wolf had a necklace-
her necklace- in his overlarge fangs. “Give it back, you
jerk!” she hissed, ignoring the blood dripping from her
neck. The wolf seemed to laugh softly, the silver cross
hanging form the snapped chain glinting ominously in
the moonlight. She cast a fervent glance at safety…
then another at the necklace… No. That would have to
wait. She spun around, leaping to the other cliff. Levina
landed awkwardly, crying in pain as her injured ankle
screeched in protest and threw her to the floor. She
tried to get up, but her ankle just couldn’t take the
weight.


Other?: Has the power of pyrokenesis

...All the letters are black xD

[~{M}a[x]~]

Accepted