and all kinds of vice,
that’s what scary little girls are made of.
Dark clouds and thunder
and creeping bed monsters under
that’s what scary little girls are made of.
Dead teddy bear picnics
tainted places and broken doll faces
that’s what scary little girls are made of.
Born the seventeenth child of Jarred de la Shadouand Taraliece de la Shadou. There are twentyfive siblings of this union. There is speculation more than those have died, been murdered, sacrificed, sold into slavery, or abandoned than can be counted. No records exist in any town registry or county seat thatto can accurately account for all the Darkshadow offspring living or dead. It is whispered there are more Darkshadow childrens' bodies littering the earth than in all the graveyards in the realm.
A middle child, a rune witch whose skills have become as powerful and varied as any other though she's proven to be a late bloomer. Ah but once the petals were open the blossom was inspirational.Called the cutter by some, the tale is often told on dark nights to frighten children with spooky stories of the macbre and dangerous Darkshadows.
Secrets are many and hidden from both kith and kin most of all. Having secrets is a dangerous thing when one is born a Darkshadow as we are all adept at psonics. We are linked on more levels than there are planes of hell.
Coal black hair, green eyes that often possess and eerie glow, some say she resembles her grandfather. Mid height, a bit willowy and always childishly abrupt. Prone to manic episodes extreme highs and lows. There is only black and white, never gray. Her moods are either dark or light.
Since her return to the family home the story takes on a life of it's own. Enters the vampire Malvolio Darkshadow, her elder brother and for most of her life, no more than a shadow of her father that remained ever in the background of her memory. One of the afore mentioned secrets was revealed when the two accompanied one another to meals of human flesh.
One night Malvolio introduced her to the living walls of the chateau. For Takira years of voices in the night, her father miraculously appearing at the foot of her bed...The chateau a living bone yard began to have some continuity, to make sense. Within the walls their Father waited, whether it had been destiny or happenstance hardly matters. Her sibling shifted from vampire to wolf trotting to their Father's side leaving her gawking and terrified for you see it could not be. Father is dead and Malvolio is...was...should be a Vampire.
It was only a matter of time before the wolf shifted to were form, The werewolf eventually subduing the vampire the werewolf's essence was stronger. His first victim...
Takira.
Saliva coated fangs ripped into her flesh while thick sharp claws pulled her nearly in two before a psionic pulse broke through the werewolf's rage causing the his attack...In the werewolf's eyes a recognition flared and his attack turned to one of another nature the end result? His sister was impregnated by the werewolf, the attack also insured she would succumb to the infection of the piercing of fangs and slash of claws to become a wolf/werewolf as well. Five wolf pups were born of this union,, two still born and devoured by the wolf Malvolio who has remained at her side to date.
The two remaining pups are:
Roland/Rolo
and Ta'liah/liah,
There is/was a third child, Lio, who was murdered by his father, the Warlock, Malvolio Darkshadow and lies in stasis within the pit of desolation.
It is here that we find ourselves all up to date. Hasn't it been fun! Expect more to come, she isn't dead yet!