Annabelle "Anna" Marie Delaney
Age:
172 (was transformed and so appears around 19)
Gender:
Female
Class:
Vampire
Appearance: (description or picture, or both)
She is very small, around 5ft 4ins and slender. This has resulted in her deceptively sweet, innocent-looking appearance which has fooled many of her victims during her earlier 'dark' stages of life. She has British accent, due to her past.
Personality:
Anna is not necessarily a bad person but her past has turned her slightly bitter. She is not, by any terms, an optimist and will gladly point out the flaws of anyone else's dream or hopes. She gets bored easily - well, eternal life will do that to you. She is bluntly honest and hasn't exactly earned a reputation for world's sweetest vampire.
Despite this, she is incredibly trustworthy if you can convince her that your secret is worth keeping. Though she would never admit it to anyone, she is sentimental and when she loves, she loves deeply. But she has learnt, though, that as a vampire, love is pointless. People will only die in the end and she'll still be there, living forever. Due to this, she likes to keep her social interaction, outside other vampires, to a minimum and maintain a tough reputation.
Biography:
Annabelle was born in England to wealthy parents and grew up decidedly spoilt. She was engaged to the handsome son of an English earl - Hugo Crawford - when she was eighteen years old and one of those girls who thought the world was an amazing place. However the English Earl was not accidentally rich and one of his various wealth-making schemes backfired when he scorned a downworlder who just so happened to be a notorious vampire. Whilst Annabelle and Hugo were celebrating their engagement over a family dinner party, the vampire stormed in, in a vicious rage and proceeded to kill every member of the Delaney and Crawford family. Well, all apart from Annabelle.
A servant boy entered a little while later and upon hearing Anna's moans, dragged her from the pile of bodies and bandaged her up. He brought her food but she would not eat. He brought her water but she would not drink. Finally, he leant down - certain she must be suffering from a terminal, internal wound - and wished her farewell, but she lurched forward and bit into his arm. She drank until he was nothing more than a shrivelled corpse; the first death in a string of many.
She roamed the street of London, not entirely sure what she was, killing victim after victim after the sun's vicious rays had faded into the calm of darkness. Eventually the shadowhunters of the London institute caught up with her, but before they could punish her for her crimes, the head of the London vampire clan intervened. He saved her life but perhaps, in turn, condemned her to a worst one. She was at the bottom of the Victoria vampire hierarchy and eventually could stand it no longer. At the start of the 20th century, she boarded a ship to New York, escaping to a new land across the sea. She was smarter this time; she made sure the vampire NYC clan knew she was not to be messed with. She accepted their rules and joined, but they largely left her alone. And she has wasted away her time ever since, trying to forget at Pandemonium or chasing mundanes down alleyways at night just for the thrill of it (because, of course, she is not allowed to bite them). She was the first person to admit that her existence was pretty pointless.
Until she heard the rumours of the Greater demon. She heard stories that he was so powerful he could bend time and bring back the dead. So she could relive her perfect life or bring back her family and Hugo...Part of her knows that this isn't possible - that, of course, the stories are just stories - but her life has become so aimless, so pointlessly eternal, that she needs a goal.
And you never know. Maybe the Greater demon can do just that.
Other:
She still wears the engagement ring that Hugo gave her, though if anyone asks, she claims it's the wedding ring of her first victim; a bride on the way to her wedding. Naturally, it is gold.
