Adrianna Abreu
Twisted Rogues member since 9/14/13
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Born of Russian decent, I didn't have the best of upbringings. My dad struggled to keep a roof over our heads and food on the table. I was the oldest of 7 children and the one who took care of everyone after mum passed away. What do you do when everyone relies on you? You do what you need to do to survive. After all the kids were in bed, I would sneak out of the house and meet older men and sleep with them for money. It wasn't something I was proud of but it's how I got them through.
One night, I met Anton. He was different then all the rest.. Or so I thought. When he tried to run away with me, I put up a fight but he over powered me. After he slapped me around a bit, he bound me so I couldn't run. He would torture me until I would black out from the pain. When I woke up I would beg to be killed but he never did. He would only hurt me more. Just when I thought all was lost, Vladimir came through the door. He must have heard my pleas or something. Once he got me out of there, I blacked out once more. When I awoke though, I felt a burning pain spreading through me. It engulfed my whole body. I begged and pleaded for it to be over but they only came out as screams.When the pain finally stopped, I thought I was dead. I opened my eyes expecting to see people I had lost over the years or bright lights or something but all I saw was Vladimir. He stood watching me like I had grown wings or something strange. It wasn't until later that I found out I had changed what he saw. Whenever I got scared, I would project images of anything but me. How I was able to do this I never understood but as time went on, I learnt to control it. We never parted from that moment on. Day by day he brought out a new side to me. I grew stronger and more confident in who I was. I stayed around long enough to make sure that my dad and family were okay before Vladimir and I left. I wanted to stay behind but he told me that to them I was dead and it would just hurt me more seeing them and not being able to talk to them so we traveled. We never stayed in one place long. Until I fell in love with Italy. It took some convincing but Vladimir agreed to stay in Italy for a bit. We never expected what would happen when we met the Volturi... |