Elsa_Vlas

Basic Info
Name: Elsa Vlas
Age: 3000 - 4000 years. Exact number has long been forgotten.
Age before becoming a vampire: 19
breast size: D
Height: 5'6"
weight: 158 lbs of pure vamp power!

The beginning of the end(Human years)

Elsa was born in a time long passed, one she barely even remembers now. She was a happy girl though, had friends, loved her family. She was never normal to begin with though. She was born without the ability to see. The 'doctor' of the age had wanted to just kill her then and there, but her mother stopped from from killing the beautiful baby girl.

Yes, she grew up without the power of sight. Sure, this made a lot of things harder, almost impossible for her to do, but she didn't let that stop her. She helped her mother with any house work she could. She was the cutest little girl, her mother constantly said that she was so happy that she had been born. Elsa could always be seen going around the village with her mom, hanging onto her arms or hips happily, telling everyone she was going to be a great mother one day, just like her own mom.

Years passed, Elsa growing into a beautiful woman, her eyes did something amazing though. No, they didn't suddenly get better, but, instead of going dull and eventually white like most blind people, he eyes started to shine, get more vibrant, more expressive. True, she couldn't see out of them, but every villager always had something to say about the magical hue of blue in her eyes. She could bat her eye lashes and have all the guys, and some girls, at her beck and call. Of course, this little trait of hers didn't go quite as unnoticed as her parents would have liked, and despite the fact that she was so loved in the village, no males ever came to court her, more than likely due to her blindness.

She didn't let this bother her though, her cheery, bubbly personality still shinning through. Yes, she was hoping she would find someone to marry and start a family with one day, but it wasn't her highest worry, or a worry at all really.

Her biggest fault in her last year of life though, was still being her naive, young self. She was too trusting, though, being blind she almost had to be trusting, relying on others to get from point A to point B.

She was out meandering around the village, just listening to bird song when she heard a few people approaching, a couple guys and a girl from the sounds of their footsteps. She turned to them, giving a cheery greeting. One took her elbow, offering to help escort her home. She responded with a happy nod, being late to help mother with the wash anyways. It soon became apparent that they were heading away from the village though, Elsa feeling twigs snapping under her feet, leaves crunching.

She asked what they were doing out this far into the woods, and then gave a frightened gasp as her clothes were torn off, leaving her completely naked and around all these people, not one of them being her husband, not that she had one. She took a step back, but only ended up tripping over a twig. She laid sprawled out on the ground, tears leaking from her eyes as one by one, the sounds of pants rustling and falling to the ground was followed by foot steps and the cackling of the other girl.

What happened next would be forever engrained into Elsa's memory. The males took turns with her body, using everything they could on her to get off, all the while the girl was dancing around and flinging insults at her, saying things like 'No one wanted a broken thing as you before, so why would they want you after this?' and other such things. In all came to a sudden stop though, as the girl sat next to Elsa, the guys all standing around them. "Well, we've had our fun, but it's time to say good bye." The other girl mumbled, drawing a knife across Elsa's stomach. She then sliced across her stomach and plunged the knife into her chest. She got up, motioning her hoard of boys to hurry away from the girl.

Elsa could do nothing but lay there, gasping for breath, her body a mess of bruises, blood, and cum. As her body started to grow cold, she was sure she was as good as dead. She didn't want to die, not at all, and before she passed out, she sent out a silent, begging plea to anyone that could save her...please do....

Blood lust of a newborn
Elsa woke up a few days later, groaning as she sat up. The first thing she realized was that she wasn't where she last remembered being. She was set up in a large, extravagant bed, and all the pain she remembered from before she fell asleep was gone. She was thirsty, oh so thirsty, but she just chalked that up for having slept so long.

The second thing she finally took notice of as her eyes started to open, was that she wasn't alone on the bed. An older male, possibly older twenties was sat next to her, shirt off to show impossibly flawless skin. She gave a gasp and tumbled off the bed, hitting the floor hard. Her vision swam, and then, she finally realized that she could actually see. She jumped up and spun about the room slowly, taking in all she could see. It still wasn't much, she could only see about five feet in front of her, less if going by her peripheral vision.

The man gave a gentle smile, and then commented on her beauty. She blushed, sitting back on the bed and looking away from him. They spent hours talking. How he had found her, what his name was, where they were. She found it frustrating how he kept dodging most of her questions, but she took it in stride, till he asked if she was thirsty. She gave a nod and he stepped out of the room, smiling and saying he would be back.

Elsa waited, feeling like time was going too slow for her, way too slow. She looked up as the man strode back in, trying to remember his name. She was surprised to find a young girl, no older than twelve being dragged into the room. Her surprise left her as a mouth water scent filled the room. Her eyes flashed bright red, face breaking into a feral grin as she dropped down, slowly stalking to the girl. She grinned as the man gave the girl over to her, and without a thought in her mind other than the amazing smell, she bent over the girl and sank her teeth in, gulping as she got her first taste of her new sustenance. She moaned around the girl's neck, rubbing against her and taking more than enough blood, almost completely draining the girl. The man, the one who made her into this commanded her to stop, and she couldn't, wouldn't disobey, though, she did kinda tear the girl's throat out as she pulled away.

The man gave his name again, Aston Vlas, and then told her about how he was a vampire and had just happened to find her while going out to get a meal. He made a split second decision and turned her right before she died. She was grateful for him saving her, so grateful that she got down to her knees and offered herself to him, after all, how many other vampires would she ever meet?

He agreed without hesitation, and they sealed it with a bit of fun in his...no, their bed. As they lay there, Elsa glowing after the aftermath of her second experience of sex, liking this one a lot more, she asked how long he thought it would take her to get pregnant. He looked down at her, gently brushing a hand through her hair, explaining that she can't get pregnant. She is technically dead.

She must have known that in the back of her mind, but the news still shocked her to her core. This was all she had ever wanted, to make a family. She gave a gentle push on his chest, asking to be left alone for a little while. Aster looked like he was about to protest, but he relented, leaving the room after giving her a gentle kiss to the lips.

She stayed cooped up in that room for nigh on months, bawling her eyes out. She hated this new life, she would give anything to go back to being human and being able to be a mother, even her new eye sight and strength. She would have died completely if Aston didn't keep bringing her meals. She was grateful that he never truly pried into what was going on in her mind.

It was during this time of her 'slump', when the last thing that she had ever wanted to happen, did. She was basically alone in this world now, save for Aston, and as angry as she was at him taking away her chance to have children, she loved him for saving her. Their manor was completely shielded from the sun, so, in the middle of the day, she jumped up and planned to surprise him. She was sure he was in his coffin he kept down on the main floor. She paused as she heard the door open, and then shouts and scrapping. She knew those voices, they were from her old village. She stood rooted to the spot, listening as they shouted more and more, and then she realized what they were doing. They were trying to get Aston out into the sun. She didn't know what to do. If she ran down there and tried to help him, then she could be throw into his coffin with him. She knew it was too late though as she heard the cries of success and the angry wailing of her love.

She was shaking in anger as the men ambled up into her room. She caught all of their eyes, her dark red eyes sparkling, raising up to her full height. "Die." She uttered, eyes flashing. She stopped in her stride as one by one, the men took their knives and plunged them into their own hearts. Her face split into a grin, seeing as they had just taken their lives, all because of one word she uttered. This left her with a sense of power. Her heart ached for her lost love, her mate, but he would be avenged.

Revenge; just as sweet as blood
That night, Elsa set her plan into motion. She hurried back to the village she remembered from her human life. True, she didn't know what it looked like, but she remembered common sounds heard from it, certain smells. Her heart clenched as she thought of some of the people she had loved and looked up to, but quickly tossed that thought aside. No, she had work to do.

She worked her way through the village, picking up the boys from her memory. She was going to pay a special visit to an old friend before torching this place. Her new found ability to control men just by locking eyes with them was oh so useful, and she couldn't help but wonder if it worked on girls as well. No matter, she round up all of the guys that had gone to town on her, pulling them into her thrall and then sniffed out the girl who tried to kill her.

She found the girl, and was even surprised to see her about five months pregnant. She sneered, asking her if she even knew who the father was. Elsa didn't give her time to answer though, sicking her boy toys on her, letting the girl scream and kick and fight till she lost her spirit. Once she was broken, Elsa sat down next to her, gently rubbing over her swollen stomach. "You took something away from me." She mumbled, flicking her wrist to tell the boys to leave and finish the rest of their orders. "Now, I'm going to take that same thing from you." She straddled the girl, head leaning down, fangs glinting in low light of candles. She drank happily from her victim, hand still rubbing over her bump. "If I can't have my babies, neither can you." She finally said, nails turning into claws and plunging into her stomach, through her unborn child.

Elsa stood up, her eyes a dull red, licking the blood dripping from her hand. She had nothing else to say, so she left, not caring if she survived or not.

She fled from the burning village, never looking back or thinking this was wrong. They were human and she was vampire. They were weak and she was strong. They got everything they deserved that night, everyone of those hateful people in that village.

The here and now
Elsa spent decades on her own, just traveling the world to see all it had to offer. She made a small fortune doing various things, met others her her kind; some she liked, others she didn't. Nothing filled the void left in her heart by Aston's death, so, she bought a few homes here and there, fully intending to fill them with new vampires of her making. Only the best would do. She never planned to take a new mate, but, company was always nice.

She started with a few males, quickly pulling them to heel and making them her obedient little lap dogs. They were simply there to do as she said, nothing more. Once she had them, she set out to get the daughters she had always wanted, the daughters she deserved....

Family
Mate: Aston Vlas(Dead)
Daughters:Katie_Vlas - Her first daughter. The girl is...odd, but Elsa still loves her like she is her own flesh and blood.

Sarah_Vlas - Her second daughter, and what a daughter she is. Elsa only wishes Sarah would join her in nightly hunts, or mother-daughter bath time.

Granddaughters: Zila and Dark_Willowa were unbirthed by Katie, and throw in some magic cum from her shemale lover, well, the family has these two little bundles of joy. Elsa is happy for the new additions to the family, but isn't sure what will come with them yet.

Inside the mind of an elder(Personality)
At home, Elsa is much the same as she was all those years ago. Yes, her normal bubbly self from all those years ago has calmed to a more, just happy demeanor, but she makes it quite clear that she is happiest around her family, as different as they all are.

Of course, this doesn't mean that she lost that spark from the night she heard her mate die. If she things for even a second that any one of her daughters or granddaughters are in trouble, her personality will switch into the calm, determined killed that exacted revenge on the village she grew up in.

She would never turn the full brunt of that rage on her daughters, but if they disobey her, they best be prepared to defend themselves, lest they end up over her knees.

Powers:
Normal vampire stuff. Strength, speed, durablity...yada yada yada.

Thrall eyes: No human male can escape the grasp of these hypnotic eyes, nor can most other males. It will leave them as a sniveling, groveling wuss ready to serve her. The effect seems diluted against most females though, and she has yet to try it on a herm.

She also has different bites, like, just a normal one to suck your blood, one to turn you...and so on. Only way to learn them all is to play with her~
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OOC notes: It's long, I know, just bare with me. It's long on purpose. Her past is what makes her...her. I'm sure you can skim through it get the gist of what she is about, but I would really like if you actually read it~
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