Age:
17 years
Owner:
Escaped rouge by murder: Deceased Master, Madison Dimitri
Family:
Scant memories of a divorced mother and Seven other siblings, all likely deviated to other houses in towns or dead.
Personality: If a personality could be borderline bipolar but not enough to not be consider so medically, Anna-rose would be the perfect fit. She was once a sweet, innocent girl, without a living will to hurt a fly until she had to climb through the tough layers of this vampire- ridden world to a sweet girl with a knife . To be blunt, she organized the murder other first master, becoming one that rose chaos among the slaves in her previous house, his death wasn’t of a single effort but of many. This process taught her that having strength, vampire knowledge, a poker face, and commitment was required to live the best life a slave could.Anna-rose is also romantic & friendly, swooning those who could be swoon, befriending who she needed, and on the other side, striving to make sure her enemies would be put to sleep for eternity.
-Before Captivity: (See personality also) Before Anna-rose escaped and murdered her first master, She spent the first 14 years of her life in a cramped family home among 8 other bodies to feed. Her father was soon enslaved by a vampire. Although the rest of his family weren’t enslaved directly at the time, life at home changed quickly. From all the children learning their ABCs to living under vampire rules, soon they were learning to knit, produce food and weapons, and proved bags of blood at leisure of the vampire who owned their father. They did this all for many years under the constant threat of being enslaved themselves, her mother tried to deattched the family by divorcing her father but did nothing more than cause internal drama. Anna-rose seemed to be the only child who grew a secret, undying hatred of vampires at a young age, resulting in the current condition of her first master. Dead.
Anna-rose ran, ran before more vampires picked up the scent of death upon their own kind. She ran As fast as she could out of that town, crashing into the forests and turning around for a short moment to see how many other slaves had escaped. Horrible choice- it was a blood field, slaves dead or dying in the flawless lawn of the mansion, ones who had made it were either injured or on their own. Anna-rose did all she knew how to do, run until she was too exhausted to lift a finger, introducing her into a life without family and moreso life as a rouge who lived to die while turning her accomplishment into every slave’s legacy.
