Name: Silver (Ironically enough)
Race: Human/Werewolf
Age: Looks to be around 16
Weapons: None in her human form, as she's a pacifist. Werewolf form: Claws and teeth
Personality: As a human: She's sweet, caring, but sort of hesitant when it comes to building relationships. She can be depressed and is very hard on herself. As a werewolf: A ruthless killer, driven fully by bloodlust.
Occupation: None--she isn't able to stay anywhere long enough to hold down a job
Silver sat sadly on the hill over-looking her most recent home, trying to gather her thoughts. In the dim light early morning light, the village seemed quiet and sleepy and peaceful. At least it would be until everyone awoke and discovered the remains of her handiwork...
...She really didn't mean to kill anyone--that was never the case...but she did...and kept doing it...
...All of her problems started when, early in her youth, she went to pet a strange "doggy" and was bitten. After much money was spent on every cure one could possibly imagine, Silver's parents were able to halt their daughter's full transformation....It seemed a good-sized scar was all that was left from the incident, but Silver and her parents quickly learned otherwise...Nevertheless, her parents tried their hardest to make sure Silver led a normal life...
...Then the full moon would come...For her safety and theirs, Silver's parents would chain her up and lock in her in a specially-designed room the night before and keep her there until the moon and the curse passed...Silver knew that she was a danger to herself and others, so she graciously accepted this sort of treatment...she accepted the fact that she would never be able to experience things that others her age eventually would...she accepted herself as a monster, but she had no idea of just how much of a monster she was to become...
...As Silver grew, so did the severity of her "condition": She quickly went from a small, easily managable werewolf pup to a huge, powerful and bloodthirsty beast...Her parents grew more and more frightened when they heard her vicious howling and the rattling of the chains when Silver struggled to free herself the bondage, but they couldn't bear to leave her alone to endure it by herself...This eventually led to their death...
...One evening, during a harvest moon, Silver's parents heard the clank of chains being broken and then the heart-stopping crunch of a door being ripped off of its hinges...They tried to run, but in a few seconds' time, the ravenous werewolf was upon them...
...Silver never forgave herself for killing her parents. She wandered from place to place, home to home, trying to lessen the pain of the memory, perhaps start over, but everywhere she went, her past seemed to follow her...And more death and despair would come soon after....
A light came on down in the village. Silver bowed her head for a moment in her victims' memories and then rose. She started walking; her feet felt heavy, her heart heavier.
She looked back only once and when she did, her eyes welled with tears. She had ended more lives...destroyed more families...brought so much pain...
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