The Vampires Last Tear (reserved for BlueBabyDoll)

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"Goodmorning mom and dad." Yelled Rosalie. "Goodmorning sweetheart." Yelled her parents. She didnt want to mention the horrible dream she has had last night. For she knew that if said something that the cerimony for her would begin. The ceromony of becoming a(n) official vampire, but ofcource her father has read her mind. "Congratulations my darling, You may become a vampire and live like us in no fear." Her father spoke with pride. She peared at him with couriousness wandering what would happen to her. Finally, She spoke. "Yes, father I know i will be a full vampire, but for now may I spend my other half me like a normal humn?" Her father stared in shock at the question. "NEVER, you may not spend your life like this you are going to the cermony right this instant." He yelled with anger that he could no longer control. "But father....." He spoke with even more anger. " Their is no But father to this I am disgusted with you. How dare you treat me like dirt." He was so angry he couldnt pear into the face of his daughter. " Sorry father it'll never happen again father." After Several moments her father looked at her. " Rosa we must go." He spoke with kindness for he felt guilty. They began to move to the area where the cerimony would be held. They finally made it. Rosa had to stand in the middle of the field tied up to a post. Her father spoke to the crowd. " ladies and gentlemen here is my daughter Rosalie she is half vampire and half human. Today I am going to turn her into a full vampire." Crowd cheered. Her father approached Rosa and bit her neck. Rosa yelled in pain. The pain felt like a needle being drived into her neck. Her father released and watched his daughter transform into a beautiful lady. She was shaking and suddenly stopped. She looked up and the crowd awwed in amazment.

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Name // Anderj Blackwood
Nickname // Perfers Andre not Anderj
Origin // Christian
Gender // Female
Age // 17 1/2

Breed // Werewolf
Height // 5'8
Skin Color // Caucassion
Fur Color // Light/Dark Brown
Eye Color // Dark blue
Human Eye Color // Hazel/Molten Amber
Human Hair Color // Dirty Blonde
Scars // None
Features // Beautiful fine shapred face as well as body curves. She is quite muscular like her sister.

Lineage // Angella x Jacob
Sisters // Anderj
Brothers // None
Desired Pack // None
Birth Pack // None
Birth Season // Winter
Personality
// Anderj is a very soft spoken and beautiful being, but if you push
her to the point She. Well. Kill. She never backs down and won't elt
anyone show her off nor tell her what to do like her sister does. The
jocks at her school, somehow mistake her for her sister and this is what
sets off the true rage that hides within Anderj. She doesn't take
anyones shit. Other than that, she is kind and caring. Respectful and
generous. Anderj takes care of her younger sister, is there for her in
the darkest times. In her wolf state, she knows she lacks speed but
makes it up in brute strength. Calm and collective, can be the life of
any kind of party and find the fun out of little things in life. She is
sarcastic and plays to much, which can get her into life or death
situations.
History // Born into a wealthy
family, with her younger sister; Sara. they grew up not knowing what
they were, and they still don't. There parents won't dare tell them, so
the secret is still there.

Anderj Blackwood
It
all goes back to when I was little, when I was only 7 years old. Me,
and my two other friends were riding our bikes down this long dirt road.
Where we met a dead end, to find a large mansion placed on a Indian
burial grave. Anderj decided that it would be cool to go in and check it
out, but her friends shook there head; " No, were gonna get in trouble Anderj ." The pretty blonde headed little girl giggled softly, running up
the stairs to the large old; double doors to the house. Her friends
called out to her, " Alright were leaving Anderj, if you wanna get in
trouble that's all on you!" Not caring what they thought when her
friends rode off without her. She shrugged, " They'll be back." She said
to herself. Reaching a small hand out to open the door, but before she
could grasp the handle the door slowly creaked open. She gasped,
stepping into dark house, the only lights that lit up the inside were
the windows, barely showing some light to mask the dense darkness. Anderj
glanced around, peering her head in. She took a few more steps and
suddenly the door slammed shut behind her. Jumping out of her skin, she
twirled around and gaped to catch her breath that seemed to shudder
with fear and terror that flooded over the young girl. Anderj wrapped her
arms around her, tucking them tightly to her chest to keep her warm; the
draft in the house felt like an ice cube, unlike her house that was
warm with comfort.
Slowly Anderj made her way around the house, the floor boards squeaking lightly
as she took tiny steps forward. Stopping some to look around the corner,
eyes became wide in horror to what she saw. Little kids; boys and girls
were sprawled out. A little brown haired girl was lying on the stair cases; dead, not breathing and not moving a single limb. She gasped, her
big blue eyes scanned the living room, stalked up quietly but silently,
to glance behind the red velvet coach set in front of a fireplace. She
saw the same thing, but this time two little boys with blood drenched
over their bodies. Anderj kept going through the house, what she was
seeing was nothing unreal she knew this was reality as soon as she
stepped into a hallway, where the kitchen was. Anderj didn't make one step
towards the women standing in front of the table and chopping off her
hands, a little boy set out in the center of the vertical dining room
table. She gasped lightly, stumbling back and slipping on droppings of
blood that were dotted here and there. She hit the ground in a loud
thud, passing out immediately when she her head. From what Anderj
remembers is someone finding her on the floor, her beautiful fine clothed white silken dress was coated with blood on her. But she
remembers the women and kids almost clearly. Every night she woke up
screaming of that nightmare, but of her getting her arms cut off. Anderj's
parents soon grew concerned after the first week of her having these
nightmares, sending her into therapy weekly. She didn't like where her
therapist was going with her nightmare experiences, saying that it's
only because she has issues with her parents; which wasn't what Anderj
wanted to hear. Pretty blonde headed girl would yell and scream at the
women. Her parents took her out of therapy, only to find that she was
having more terrifying nightmares than before...

Few years later-->
Anderj flung herself awake, looking to her sides. She lost her breath for a
moment, before catching it again. Blinking wildly in horror, since the
massacre Anderj still had these horrific nightmares of that house. She
shook her head, getting up off the bed and turning to make her way to
her bathroom. Opening the door, Anderj suddenly screamed loud; flying
backwards in true fear to see the women in black with the chopped off
hands scream in a shear terror in Anderj's face. Landing on her back, she
crawled quickly backwards into the side of the bed with her elbows
haunched up to the edge; trying to pull herself up. Then her head jerked
up to see her mother and father swing open the door to hear her
daughters cry, " Oh my god, honey what's wrong?" They said racing to her
side. Her mother propping her up, she pointed at the door, hand
shaking. " S-s-she was there! Right there!" She cried, her mother
brung her in her arms. Glancing up at her father, shaking her head. She
kissed the top of Anderj's forehead. Stroking her smooth blonde hair. " Shh.. It's gonna be okay." Her father looked into the bathroom and came
out, shrugging. " There's nothing in there." He said, directing it to
his daughter. She looked up at him from her mothers grasp, nodding she
stood. Wrapping her arms around her to stalk slowly and quietly into the
doorway. She felt the sudden cold rush, a soft breath brushing her
neck, whispers mumbling in her eardrums. Her spine shivered and she
blocked the whispers out of her head, going in to take a shower. Her
mother sighed, standing up and closing her daughters bathroom door. A
low murmur came from Anderj as she gripped the showers handle to turn it
on. " It's nothing. Just a dream." She told herself, stripping down and
pulling her leg up over the edge of tub. She washed her hair, rinsing
the soap out. Then her body and turning off the shower. Quickly drying
herself off, and wrapping a towel around her naked body. She turned the
knob of her bathroom door, smoke forming up as she stepped out into the
cold air, she shuddered. Walking slowly over to her closet and opening
it, she searched through her clothes to find something for school. She
finally found a pretty silk white shirt with light pink feathers on the
left side, and blue slim skinny jeans. Anderj smiled softly, grabbing her
curling iron to curl her hair into golden curls. She plugged it in,
letting it heat up while she did her make-out putting on a light brown
shape of eye shadow and a darker brown at the edge of her eyes. Then
putting only a little eye liner on her bottom eye lid and top, with black mascara. After she was done, Sara finally began to curl her hair. A
few 30 minutes in the bathroom, she came out ready for the first day of
her Freshmen year at Mystic Falls High School, in Virgina.
Anderj came down the stairs, her mother had breast fast ready for her on the
dining room table. " Mom, is it alright if I skip breakfast this
morning?" She asked, her mother stared at her in confusion but nodded
slowly in a 'Yes, you may.' She smiled faintly, whirling around on her
heels to walk out the front door. She walked to school, swinging her
book bag over her shoulder. Pulling out her phone to text her best
friend; Clarie. The girl who felt her at the house alone, while she took
on those horrific sights by herself. Anderj slid her I Phone in her back
pants pocket, slowly making her way down towards the school grounds.
Sighing heavily when she reached the border, stopping at the edge of the
side walk. Glancing around to see the jocks and cheerleaders, then the
emo freaks and the musicians. Then the geeks and outcasts. Anderj smiled,
to see a waving hand telling her to come over there. Clarie was there, " Anderj! Come here!" she said with a smile of excitement. She chuckled,
shaking her head and looking side to side across the street; seeing that
there was no cars. Quickly making her way over to Clarie and the
rest of the nerds and outcasts that were waiting outside; as were
everyone else, waiting for the Principle to give orders to make their
way inside. While everyone was waiting, some girls were gossiping and
taking short glances over at Anderj as well as the Jocks that were sitting
close to the cheerleaders. Rolling her eyes at them, she scanned around
to see a few people kissing, sighing heavily she turned to look back
in front her. Gripping the arm of her book bag and pulling it up to rest
perfectly on her shoulder blade. Smiling when she finally reached
the group Clarie came up and grabbed Anderj tightly to give her a quick
hug. " Oh my god were Sophomores!" She called loudly and her other
friends cheered out. " Yeeah!" Chuckling she stumbled back away from
Clarie. " Yup." She said looking at them. She tucked her hands into her
pockets and bit her lip, glancing around the wide open grounds of the
school.

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When her father untied Rosa she stood tall and strong. "Father i feel great,but why did you do this to me I loved my old life?!" "Because Rosa.." Rosa's mother called out in fear like a child getting hit. Rosa ran. There she saw 3 men trying to kill her. Rosa attacked them. One by one she sucked the life out of each one tearing skin and she could hear the rippling spound of flesh being pealed off. When she was done she looked at her mother and saw hher lying on the ground. She hurried over. "MOTHER!" She screamed. Her mother looked up and spoke. "My daughter your beautiful." As she spoke blood splattered her mother was dying. Rosa was so angry. She saw a grin on her father she went to attack. She jumped, but her father moved and disappeared Rosa knew she had to run. So she did to a high school.

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