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This is the storyline made for my avatar in Second Life. I have joined my very first character with the present to make one whole story since I still have ties to some from the past. This is my first true attempt to writing a longer-ish story in some 15 years so, read and enjoy and constructive criticism is always welcome.







Her true origins still remain a mystery. Found feeding off of small animals in the forest as a child, she was taken in by High Prince Louee of the then all-powerful Camarilla. Having found her just as the first rays of sunlight started peeking through the thick forest trees, he named her Solaris. Her pure blood was hard to not notice as her strength and agility skyrocketed as she grew up, making her one of Louee’s most coveted assassins and scouts. He raised her like a daughter, teaching her the ways of royalty and also the skill of killing. It was not long after she reached adulthood that she became the Prince’s Head Assassin and spy.

During this time, sibling rivalry struck and Louee and his brothers were in battle. Although their father favoured Louee, talks of who would take their father’s place became a constant and little by little the family was destroying itself.

One day, the inevitable happened. Louee disappeared. No one knew where he went off to and his brothers wasted no time in trying to corrupt the young assassin’s mind to fulfil their needs. But, knowing better, she would not have it and one night she left in silence.

Now, the brothers always felt Solaris as a threat and feared her savage beginnings and spirit. So when she was not found in her chambers they quickly sent out a band of their cruellest, most perverse mercenaries to search for her.

Having spent her first years in the forest, Solaris always knew where to hide from the foreigners who would travel through or the animals that preyed upon the smaller creatures. She kept in hiding for weeks, returning to her old source of nourishment, rats, snakes and squirrels. And it was one day while sleeping, that she was captured by a band of eight heavily cloaked men, the clan’s mercs.

Solaris was tied to the largest tree in the center of the forest that night. The gigantic oak tree received all the sun’s rays throughout the day, making it immense in size and height. With limbs outstretched, stripped down to nothing and harassed to the point of insanity, she became rabid with anger and fear. Her screams were primal and high pitched enough to send the forest creatures into hiding. They commenced their torture on her, slashing her with their fingernails, then whips, then daggers. Once the hatchet came into view, she knew her demise was near.

She was asked by the largest of the group, “will you lead our army and swear loyalty to the family?”. Knowing her dear father was never to return, her answer was a dry, straight “no”.

With one steady swing her right arm was chopped and left hanging by the rope that was firmly fixed to her wrist. The only sound from her was the high pitched cry for her father.

She was asked the same question again, this time her answer was a spit in the face of the burly killer, which drove him over the edge and cut off her other arm and both legs, leaving her hanging to the oak tree by her bloody torso.

Her skin going from a deathly white to bone pale, the merc, lifted her head by her chin and looked her in the eyes. Solaris opened them wide, staring into his being. “You are a disgrace to the crest of the Camarilla, to the king and to your mother.”, she whispered, a small grin forming.

The merc lost all composure, lifted the hatchet high and with one swift swing cut off Solaris’ head, her eyes still fixed on him.

Her head was taken to the princes as proof of her elimination. As soon as the first rays of sun hit the tree, her body disintegrated, leaving small piles of dust in their place. The savage pure blood was dead.