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Name: Brianna Whelan
Age: 22
Appearance: http://www.bellazon.com/main/index....ttach&attach_rel_module=post&attach_id=360873
Extra: Bite mark on the right shoulder, claw marks on her stomach going diagonally downwards from the right.
Age: 22
Appearance: http://www.bellazon.com/main/index....ttach&attach_rel_module=post&attach_id=360873
Extra: Bite mark on the right shoulder, claw marks on her stomach going diagonally downwards from the right.
It had been horrible. For the last 5 years the city...scratch that...the whole country had been a war zone. Nobody knew the exact reason, some say it had to do with politics, others say it was oil...bio mechanical weapons...so many reasons. It was spreading throughout the world, people spoke of certain safe havens. Although those dreams soon died down. Brianna had barely been out of high school before everything started. Slowly everything began falling apart around her. One day...her dad didn't come home from work...the next week...no sign of her mother. She was too afraid to leave her house, but when supplies ran low she had to do something...she told Sherry and Jake to hide. When she came home...they were gone. She had no one...well except for one person. With her family gone...he was the only one she could turn to; and she did.
They never stayed in one place for too long. The soldiers and rebels were always raiding homes and buildings. They began moving to the outskirts of the city, suburbs and rural areas. It was a little less hectic there, they could stay in one place for longer. Eventually they had settled in a small abandoned home. The whole city's power generators had been destroyed...there was no electricity anywhere...unless you had your own little generator...which thankfully they did. They had been raided that night...he protected her but got hurt in the process, he'd been hurt other times but this time was the worst...and Brianna had had enough of being the weak one that always needed protection she had to do something about it...she didn't know what but she had too. She didn't want him getting hurt anymore.
Eventually they were ready to move on...the raiders had taken almost everything they had so they would have to start building up again. They traveled through the woods hoping on getting to the next town as soon as they could. They assumed the woods would be safer...obviously they were wrong. Camp had been set for the night. Bree was going to take the early shift which was 'less dangerous'. While making a round Brianna heard some noises within the bush. The two only had one gun, a double barrel shot gun, not much ammo, so they had to be cautious. Aiming the gun she kept her eyes locked in the direction of the noises. When something came out at her she fired...mostly out of fear.
The animal landed on her, nearly crushing her. She held the gun up in front of her face as she tried to protect herself. The beast was able to take a bite, Brianna screaming in pain. She somehow managed to hit the animal with the butt of her gun and was able to wiggle out of it's grasp. It reached out and grabbed her but this time with more focus she aimed and blew the beasts head off. Escaping with many injuries and a lot of blood lost she made her way back to the camp where she collapsed. She had no idea what was to come...would she be able to remain in control? Would she succumb to the bloodlust? Would she still be able to protect him from others? Would she have to protect him from herself? The moon was a month away, would she realize what she had become in time?
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Brianna groaned as she felt warmth on her back. Raising her head from the ground she looked around groggily. Her head was pounding, her vision blurred and spinning. Her ears rung as her whole body ached as if she had done the most intense workout of her life, her nose was stuffy and along with the crappy vision her eyes burned as well. Sitting up she scratched her head in confusion as she supported herself with one hand. Her mouth was incredibly dry as she coughed. Looking around everything seemed so bright and the camp site seemed empty. She looked around worried...where had he gone? Standing up quickly she looked around confused, looking in every direction. She couldn't spot him anywhere. "Where the fuck is he?" She muttered, her voice raspy.