Name: Vivian Cerus
Age: 16
Species: Bitten Vampire
Personality: Vivian is a kind-hearted, genuine girl, who loves to be generous all the time. Even though she seems like she is very nice, she has a bit of a bad temper, and gets angry easily.
Some people say that she is an intelligent teenager, but she never sees it, mostly because she doesn't put effort into her work, and ends up with C's and D's.
She's a bit of a loner, mostly because of her shyness and fear of speaking to people. She is scared of most things in the world, and is afraid that she always will be.
If people try and put themselves out there to talk to Vivian, she will welcome them with open arms.
Vivian is a very strange girl, and always loves the darker things in life, seeing as that's the only thing she has ever known. She doesn't mind it, but it seems as though some people do.
Likes: Vivian enjoys any kind of art. Whether it is art, or writing. As long as it is creative, she classifies it as art.
Fire is a passion of hers. She loves to the see the bright colors, and she often burns herself just so she can feel pain again.
She will draw whatever her heart feels, making her an artist, and an artistry lover. She will spend her free time with a sketch book, and a pencil, just drawing what her heart desires.
Smoking. Whenever Vivian can get her hands on something to smoke, she will smoke it, just in hopes to make her pain go away.
Horror movies is one of her favourite things. She loves all of the classics, and will watch them whenever. She just wishes that she had someone to watch them with.
Teddy bears line Vivian's room. She adores them, and will cuddle with them when no one else will.
Dislikes: Vivian really disliked her father. He abused her until her body was numb, and she could rarely feel the pain. At one point, she wished that he was dead, and now that he is, she couldn't be happier.
Romances novels make Vivian seethe. She hates how most of them revolve around impossible loves, and how they never really seem to include the real world.
The Twilight series, Vivian wants to scratch the writer's eyes out with a spoon all because she made vampires into a sparkling fairy, and werewolves into jealous house pets.
She hates the colour pink. She had never liked it, and she will never in her life like it. She hates the tone of it, and how it makes everything look "happy".
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Weapon of Choice: An Archery set that she keeps with her most of the time when she can
Background: Vivian was eight years old when her Mother died, and her Father began to abuse her out of anger. She always thought that there was something wrong with her to make her father hate her. Well, that was until she reached the age of eleven, and began to know better than that.
Her Father made her feel as if she was a punching bag, and when she was fifteen years young, she packed up her valuables and left.
Soon, she was living on her own, with no family, no friends. She was living in a shabby apartment with a very low income, barely enough to get by. But she always knew that she was better off than she was when she was living with her Father.
One day, at her work, she had met a boy who became her best friend. They were hanging out everyday, and one night, while the two were watching a very old horror movie, she accidentally blurted that she loved him.
He was shocked at first, and began to ignore her, but he figured that she had been through enough, and that his feelings for her were just as strong as the ones she had for him.
He told her that he loved her, which made Vivian ecstatic. Then one day, he had asked her to marry him.
Of course, she was only fifteen, almost sixteen, and she had told him that she wanted to wait a little bit, just to give them some time, and not marry each other like her Mom and Father had done. He said yes.
While they were out one night, he had sat Vivian down and revealed his secret to her. He was a vampire. But little did he know, Vivian was going to tell him a secret too. She was dying of pancreatic cancer.
Vivian knew that telling him that would devastate him, but it wasn't until after she had told him, that he told her he was a vampire, and that he was going to change her, and make her partially immortal, just so she wouldn't die.
And he did, and she survived.
It wasn't until two or three months later that she realized he had been killed by a group of gang members, and that had devastated her.
Now, she is lonely and miserable, and doesn't want anyone to try and comfort her, even though she would love to have some friends in her life.
Since the guy she loved left her some money, a lot, actually, she is way better off. She always keeps a picture of him next to her bed, just so she knows that there is someone looking after her, where ever he is.