Ages ago, she was born. A creature born to the greed and lust for power. Away she ran from this world, to explore that of the surface, to be abused by ones with far greater power then herself. But, also earning trust of those that saw a spark in her. She pushed herself to be better, to find that next step to become a woman to fear, a woman that demanded loyality for her kindness. Only to be dumbfounded by the one she would learn to call Sire, but never be broken. To die at his touch and be reborn into that of an undead. A vampire. Now, she is alone once again, but that strength never died. A Queen among those of the same kin. A hand of justice and pain.