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Race: Alpha Werewolf
Position: Leader Of Werewolf Pack Families
FC: Chris Evans
Name: Trojan Maxwell Pride III
Nickname(s): Alpha // Tro // Max // Mr. Pride
Age: Thirty-Six
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Crescent Lunar Pack
Race: Werewolf
Position: Leader of Crescent Lunar Pack (Head of The Entire Family Of Different Packs)
Werewolf Form:
Height: 6'7"
Weight: 320 lbs.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Piercings: Nipples and Ears
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Tattoos: Trojan has a Tribal style Bull Tattoo on his left shoulder.
He has the Crescent Lunar Pack Symbol tattooed over his heart.
He has his mother's name "Juliet Pride" tattooed on his right shoulder with a Crescent Moon hanging off the letter J.
Hair Color: Dark Chocolate in color.
Eye Color: Striking Crystal Blue.
Personality: Trojan is nothing like the typical Werewolf, or what other beings believe a werewolf should be. He isn't a ruthless and reckless beast, he was raised better than that. He wears suits all the time and rarely is ever seen in something non-professional appearing. He has a sweet and calm demeanor that makes people around him feel safe and protected. He doesn't rile many beings feathers and he doesn't intend to cause friction with anyone. He is the type that would rather talk things out than act childish and immature. He hates senseless violence and doesn't tolerate idiotic behavior. He can read people's emotions because of his empathetic nature and he can usually tell when someone is feeling upset or angry. Trojan is a man of honor and respect and if he has to deal with someone, he will deal with them face-to-face. One thing that gets under his skin the most and would have the Alpha ready to rip someone's head off is when he's betrayed or used for a cowardice's benefit and gain.
He was raised to be an honest and upfront type of man, a real man. He doesn't respect someone that uses others to get the job done that they could do on their own. The main things that Trojan takes the most serious will always be loyalty and respect. Some werewolves, vampires and even humans have all probably said that he can sometimes be a stick in the mud because of his overly mature attitude. He doesn't take time to have fun and let loose. Having to keep all the Packs together as one over the years has started putting out the light in his eyes that he use to always have. He wasn't always this uptight; he use to actually be a total rebel badass; life just caught up with him way too fast.
Likes: Stability. The Night. Moonlight. Control. Cool Colors (White, Black, Grey). Traveling. Keeping the Packs as one family. Celebrations. Cold Weather. Respect. Suits. The Wild. Acceptance. Peace. Quietness. Maturity. Dancing. Exercising. Hiking. Showers. Transforming. Practicing. Training. Obedience. Cologne. Suits. Tuxedos. Tattoos. Eating. Old Movies. Sleeping. Staying Busy. Theater. Loyalty. Basketball. Football. Motorcycles (Secretly). Dogs. Fried Fish. Fried Meat. Fresh Meat. Burgers. BBQ.
Dislikes: Disrespect. Loud Music. Disobedience. Yelling. Idiots. Reckless Creatures. Intolerance. Disloyalty. Anything word that has the dis- prefix in front of it. Losing. Manipulation. Dishonesty. Any creature hurting his family. Any creature using one of his own for their benefit. Bribes. Fire. Silver. Full Moon (He can't bare to see his members getting forced to transform painfully). Evil Witches. Magic of all forms. Swimming.
Kinks: Classified
Turn Ons: Classified
Werewolf Traits
Super Speed, Senses, Agility, Strength & Durability. Werewolf Bite, Healing Factor (Slightly slower than a Vampire) & Lycanthrope Enhancement.
Werewolf Cons
Witchcraft, Broken Neck, Mortality, Fire, Decapitation, Heart Extraction, Silver Objects &
Forced Transformation (Once a Month)
Talents: Heavy Lifter. Diplomatic. Leadership. Dancing. Boxing. Wordsmith. Mediating. Knife Throwing.
Strengths: High Pain Tolerance. Boxing. Mediation. Knife Throwing. Leadership. Tracking. Heavy Lifting. Tree Climbing. Fighting. Hand-To-Hand Combat.
Weaknesses: His Pack. He takes respect too serious at times and he can become very reckless when he is disrespected. Trojan has Aquaphobia (Fear of Big bodies of water and drowning, which is why he hates swimming). Trojan has hated fire way before his first transformation. He gives people more than enough chances to screw him over.
Relationships
Family:
Henry Dominic Pride (Great-Grandfather/Deceased)
Catherine Marie Pride (Great-Grandmother/Deceased)
Nathaniel Malcolm Pride (Great-Uncle/Deceased)
Robert Colton Pride Sr. (Great-Uncle/Deceased)
Rosalinda Isabella Pride (Great-Aunt/Deceased)
Robert Colton Pride Jr. (Great-Cousin/Deceased)
Trojan Maxwell Pride I (Grandfather/Deceased)
Cassandra Katherine Pride (Grandmother/Deceased)
Freddy Samuel Pride (Uncle/Alive)
Natalia Erin Pride (Cousin/Alive)
Tyler Chris Pride (Cousin/Alive)
Isabella Patrica Pride (Aunt/Alive)
Apollo Vincent Pride (Cousin/Alive)
Trojan Maxwell Pride II (Father/Deceased)
Juliet Naomi Pride (Mother/Alive)
Kenneth "Kenni" James Pride (Adoptive Son/Alive)
Trent Matthew Pride I (Brother/Alive)
Tricia Gabrielle Pride (Sister-In-Law/Alive)
Trent Matthew Pride II (Nephew/Alive)
Current Status: Single AF (Open/Preferably Werewolf).
Love Interest: (Open/Werewolf Preference)
Friends: (OPEN)
Enemies: (OPEN)
Frenemies: (Trojan doesn't do Flip-Floppers. Either they're on his side or they're dead to him; figuratively and literally, if given the choice).
Special Items/Trinkets: Trojan has a Moon Ring that was passed down from generations of Pride Alphas. The Moon Ring gives him control over his transformation and he doesn't have to be angry or upset to transform and he also doesn't have to worry about turning on a Full Moon.
Favorite Quote: Knowledge Speaks, Wisdom Listens.
History: Trojan Maxwell Pride ||| comes from a long line of respectable werewolves and Alphas, his family line was the one that founded The Crescent Lunar Pack in Baton Rouge, Louisiana over decades ago. His Great-Grandfather was the one that created the Truce between werewolves and their main enemy, vampires over a hundred years ago. He was raised around werewolves from birth; he knew about them before he even knew how to walk or talk. He always knew what he was and his parents never hid the truth from him. His father was The Alpha around the time he was conceived and was born under a starry night when the moon was high in the sky. The werewolves all around, they howled in unison when he was born, as if they knew he would be the best Alpha they've had since his Great-Grandfather.
His parents tried their hardest to teach him the right things to do and how to stay safe after his first transformation. He still had at least three years before that came; he was only twelve when his father started teaching him about vampires and how even though there was a truce in place, he still shouldn't trust them no matter what. His father taught him all different styles of fighting techniques and how to take down a vampire if needed. When it came to witches; speaking of them was like a taboo discussion around the packs in the Crescent Lunar circle. He knew to stay away from them and to not trust them even more than the blood suckers that terrorized his people just because they could.
Trojan was a rebellious young teen and it only got worst when he finally had his first transformation and he would become a handful for everyone, especially his mother and father; who were The Alpha and The Alpha's Wife at the time. His family line has been The Alphas of Crescent Lunar since the beginning when his family line created it and he was a royal in a sense.
Even though he, himself didn't want to be treated like that; the other werewolves and the packs that were part of the Crescent Lunar families of packs treated him as such. He wanted to do his own thing, but he wasn't left alone ever. The others feared that some reckless vampire would kill him. Being only eighteen at the time, Trojan barely had control over his urges and anger and there was no telling what would happen if some rogue blood sucker or crazy witch spotted him and decided to take him out because he was destined to be the next Alpha and they would have taken out someone that was very important to Crescent Lunar if they had wanted to. He had bodyguards around him 24/7 and it just made him want to rebel even more. Trojan became soo upset and angry with his sheltered life that he ended up running off in the night and had an encounter with a rogue group of vampires that had traveled from a different city. When they spotted the lone wolf, not knowing and not caring who he was, they just had to get their cold, dead hands on him.
He would've been a goner if his father hadn't sent two stronger members of the Crescent Lunar Pack to find him, using his very powerful scent to locate his position. With the help of the members, Trojan killed the small group of weak vampires. After making sure the vampires were dead, by biting their heads off, all three were about to head back home when Trojan heard something in the distance. The young wolf had heard a crying baby not that far from where the vampires had tried to ambush him. Out of curiosity and his naturally caring nature, he followed the crying sounds to an old looking cabin that had the front door broken down and blood was painted on the stairs of the wooden cabin. The other pack members that had followed him didn't think it was a good idea to go inside, but they knew Trojan wouldn't listen to them so they went with him.
Once inside, he discovered the crying baby hidden in a closet next to a dead woman. He knew that woman; she was a former pack member of the one packs connected to Crescent Lunar and the baby, he knew that he couldn't just leave him there. He didn't care about how much the other pack members protested against bringing the young pup with them. Trojan brought the baby with him back to the Pack Territory, even with the other members telling him it was a bad idea.
When he went back home, he knew he was in trouble and his mother was the one that would punish him. When it came to punishments, his mother, Juliet, was the one who dealt them out. No one messed with her; she was a hard ass and when it came to both of her precious sons, no one could touch a hair on their heads and think they would get away with it. She was upset with what he had done, but she was even more upset that he had brought someone's child back to the Pack. He explained to her what he saw and what had happened. She tried her best and after a few days eventually understood why he saved the baby and why Trojan wanted to keep him and have him be raised around others like him.
Trojan didn't only have a new young pup to worry about; his younger brother, Trent was someone that looked up to him and he knew he had to make some changes before it was too late. He started maturing in his twenties and training even harder than he was already before he stopped rebelling. Trojan knew that his life had been planned out for him and he couldn't drop everything and become someone different. His life was the life he was suppose to live and when his father died, he knew it was his time to take control and keep all the Pack Families together. He couldn't and wouldn't let his family down and his mother always encouraged him. Even in her old age she was still a hard ass who didn't take any excuses for his fuck-ups that he has had since becoming The Alpha.
Trojan has turned a new leaf like nothing ever seen before. He went from a rebellious and dangerous teen werewolf to a sophisticated and consistent Leader for his Pack and their families. He has been trying his hardest to keep them together as one, because without family... you would truly have nothing. With Kenni, the young wolf he saved from being slaughtered by vampires years ago, he does have a son of his own; even if the boy isn't actually his son by blood, that doesn't matter to him. Trojan truly has grown up to be the person the Elder werewolves knew he would be.
Race: Werewolf
Position: Fresh Meat (New Werewolf)
FC: Joshua Williams
Name: Kenneth "Kenni" James Pride
Nickname(s): Goes by Kenni or Ken. Kenni is his more preferred and used nickname and he will only answer someone if they call him Kenni; unless they're close to him.
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Crescent Lunar Pack
Race: Werewolf
Position: Fresh Meat (New)
Werewolf Form:
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Piercings: Nipples. Ears. Tongue. NSFW Piercings.
Pics
Tattoos: Kenni's body is like a human art piece. He loves tattoos and doesn't mind covering his entire body with them. Every tattoo he has represents different times and situations he has been in his life ever since he first transformation at fifteen.
Hair Color: Jet Black in color.
Eye Color: Dark Chocolate & Brooding.
Personality: Kenni is very aggressive and reckless. He had always had a bad boy reputation since the first day he learned to say the word "fuck", which he still uses a lot. He's a wild one that doesn't take shit from anyone. He isn't the type that respects his elders and he likes to make fun of old people. He doesn't think he can die and thinks the whole world is his to conquer. He has a God Complex that is very evident just in the few seconds of talking to the conceited little fuck. He has a "Fuck you, if you don't fuck with me" type of mentality when it comes to making friends or enemies. If someone doesn't like him for who he is, Kenni doesn't try to win them over. It's either you love him or hate him, he isn't around for the in-between crap. Even though it might seem like he isn't loyal to anyone, but himself, Kenni does have loyalty to a few members in his Pack and he would die for them. He has multiple sides to him; just unfortunately his idiotic and prideful sides are the ones most ever see.
Kenni has an annoying charm to his personality, like most bad boys do. Something about him for some odd reason keeps people wanting to get to know him and keep him alive. It's an odd thing; he's like a rash you want to go away, but then you miss the good scratching sensation after awhile of not having it/him around. His bad boy charms are the only thing that has kept him out of the hands of someone that could end up killing him if they wanted to. He's very conceited and full of himself and he likes to show off and be the center of attention. He's a true fearless Teenager that just so happens to have the capabilities of a young werewolf.
Likes: Drinking. Bright Colors. Tattoos. Piercings. Motorcycles. Swimming. Summer. Fighting. Confrontation. Pranks. Explosions. Rap. EDM. Soul Music. Soul Food. Pop. Hip-Hop. Sex. Dancing. Parties. Sexy People. Cars. Blowing things up. Aliens. Supernatural. Neon Paint. Pranking Vampires. Fighting Vampires. Beating Vampires. Killing Vampires. Danger. Adrenaline Rushes. Near-Death Experiences. Cliff Diving. Training. The Gym. Easy Girls & Guys. Smoking. Trouble. Knives. Raw Meat. The Night. Turning in his wolf form. Moonlight.
Dislikes: The Full Moon. Vampires. Vampires. Motherfucking Vampires. Witches. Winter. Dark Colors. Hopeless Romantics. Math. Science. School. He hates being treated like a little kid. Acting Mature. Getting Pranked. Rain. Strong Smells (Bad or Good). Losing.
Kinks: Biting. Outdoors. Slapping. BDSM. Multiple Partners. Dominance. Sensory Deprivation. Werewolf Form.
Turn Ons: Kenni's biggest turn on is someone that can keep up with his chaotic behavior and someone that loves to try new things and face death in the eyes. Someone that can challenge him. Strong Personalities. Attitudes. Powerful Men & Women. Submissive Partners. Dominant Partners. Attention. Getting Worshiped.
Werewolf Traits
Super Speed, Senses, Agility, Strength & Durability. Werewolf Bite, Healing Factor (Slightly slower than a Vampire) & Lycanthrope Enhancement.
Werewolf Cons
Witchcraft, Broken Neck, Mortality, Fire, Decapitation, Heart Extraction, Silver Objects & Forced Transformation (Once a Month)
Talents: Blowing Things Up. Hand-To-Hand Combat. Making Trouble. Car Racing. Street Fighting. Pranks. Hiding. Getting in and out of trouble.
Strengths: Fast (The main thing that has been extra heightened since he first transformed and his Lycanthrope was awakened). Fighting. Arguing. Flexible. Hiding/Camouflage. Durability. Bravery. Bad Boy Charm. Street Smarts. Playing Dirty.
Weaknesses: Lacks Emotional Control. Low Intelligence. Still fairly new to the whole werewolf thing. Reckless Behavior. Anger Issues. Prideful. Daredevil.
Relationships
Family:
All of Kenni's family members were murdered when he was only four years old, so he doesn't remember any of them. He justs knows that vampires were the cause of his family's entire demise.
Trojan Maxwell Pride III (Father-Figure(Adoptive Father)/Alive)
Current Status: TOTALLY SINGLE (OPEN)
Love Interest: (More like Fuck Buddy/OPEN)
Friends: (OPEN)
Enemies: (OPEN)
Frenemies:
Kenni doesn't have these; if you don't like him then don't like him and if you like him then like him. That's all there is to it.
Special Items/Trinkets: Trojan found a necklace in Kenni's old home when he rescued the young pup; the necklace had a picture of Kenni with his parents inside of it and Kenni wears it around his neck all the time. That is the only thing he has left of his birth parents and his family that he never got to fully remember and enjoy.
Favorite Quote: "Be yourself. People don't have to like you, and you don't have to care."
History: Kenni is a young man who's life has been filled with tragedy and struggle since for as long as he can remember and even longer than that. Kenni's parents were part of The Crescent Lunar Pack families, but they weren't always on the same terms as the others and they would eventually leave the Pack and rebel together. Something about being restricted and forced to act like someone they weren't brought both of his parents together with one another at very young ages. Their love of chaos and freedom was the reason the two of them became a couple and traveled around. They knew that if they ever wanted to, they could come back to the Pack like nothing have ever happened. They had never officially said anything about never returning to Crescent Lunar, but they had gone off and left no trace behind nonetheless.
Kenni's parents were very young when they found out they were pregnant with him. His parents had no money, no where to live and no family to go to; or they thought the didn't. They were too prideful to go back to Crescent Lunar with their tails in-between their legs, but they knew that raising a child, especially a werewolf child, in the woods without a Pack would only bring death to the young pup sooner than later.
His mother wanted to go back and speak with Trojan II, who was The Alpha at the time, but Kenni's father had too much pride. He wouldn't be able to run back to the Pack he had left because he couldn't deal with their rules. So the two compromised by living an old abandoned cabin they had passed by years ago when they had left Crescent Lunar, that was close to the Pack's Territory. Around this time, Kenni was three going on four and his parent's knew soon that he would start to remember things and they didn't want his first memories to be of his parents running around like wild animals who couldn't get their lives together for him at least.
The day of his fourth birthday was the day his life would change forever. While in the living room area of the old cabin, as his parents were getting ready to celebrate his fourth birthday, a group of reckless vampires who were against the truce decided to terrorized him and his parents. They were on their own, so the vampires took them as easy pickings and sadly, in that situation, they were.
Kenni's birth father fought them for as long as he could, while his mother hid him in a closet and tried to keep the vampires from finding him. When the terror was over, Kenni's mother had crawled herself into the closet and shielded him with her bloody and dying body, just in case the vampires came back and tried to kill him next.
That is when Trojan found him after killing the vampires that tried to ambush him next. Kenni remembered none of what happened and Trojan has only told him a few bits and pieces since he wasn't there for it all. Kenni grew up to become somewhat like the old Trojan, but a little more reckless and a little less intelligent. The young werewolf has a lot of learning ahead of him and maybe he will change for the better; if only it was that easy.
Race: Vampire
Position: Vampire Clan Member
FC: Joel Mcleoud
Name: Alessandro "Sandro" Gian Romani
Nickname(s): Goes by Sandro for the most part. He also goes by Aless by close friends.
Age: (Turned)Twenty-One (Real Age)Two Hundred
Gender: Male
Affiliation: Regulus Pandemonium
Race: Vampire
Position: Clan Member
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 165 lbs.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Piercings: N/A
Tattoos: N/A
Hair Color: Dark Chocolate with natural light brown highlights.
Eye Color: Fog Grey and filled with Life and Sincerity.
Personality: Sandro is definitely a cocky person and he goes for what he wants. He loves to live in the moment and he won't hesitate to move from one place to another. He likes to move around and stay active, not one to sit at home and read a book or something. He likes to have fun and he likes to push the limits. He does have some intelligence and he knows when enough is enough. He is a sexual being who just embraces the sensual things in life and he appreciates the seductive and delicate pleasures of the world. Sandro doesn't believe in love; he only believes in lust and that's how he has always been; he'll probably always be that way. He's a big flirt and his boyish smile and looks tend to get him lucky with a few ladies and gents when he shows interest in them. He has a sincerity about him that is fresh in the realm of vampires. It's as if the human Alessandro is still in there somewhere and he would never wish for that to be gone. That part of him is the part that keeps him from going off the tracks.
Sandro doesn't try to hide his vulnerableness and his emotions; he could easily turn them off if he wanted to, but he doesn't. He likes to know that he can cry when he feels sadness or he can laugh when he feels happiness. Some of the other vampires might see him as a emotional baby, because sometimes he can whine and nag at others over the smallest things, but that's what's charming about Sandro. He doesn't let his vampirism take control of him and he will never let that happen. If he was to ever shut that emotional side off, full Vampire Mode Sandro would be someone no one would want to see and be around. His kind and sweet personality traits will always be a part of him and no one can ever take that away.
Likes: Sensual Things. Blood. Drinking. Animals. Fun. Living Life. New Places. Traveling. Snakes. Sex. Seduction. Roses. The Color Red. Passion. Silks. New Experiences. Italian Food. African Food. French Food. American Food. Any Food. Parties. Dark Rooms. Candles. Flirting. Keeping Control. Honesty. Nudity. Kissing. Not Wearing Underwear. Tight Jeans. EDM. Rap. Rock. Pop-Rock. Bars. Alcoholic Blood. Candy. Cookies. Playful Antics. Annoying Others. Having A Family. Loyalty. Threesomes. Professional Fighting.
Dislikes: Hunger. Losing Control. Sunlight. Fire. Bloodlust. Unemotional People & Creatures. Senseless Violence. Betrayal. Gambling (Now). Hopeless Romantics. Romantic Movies. Dating.
Kinks: Valentina. Anything Sensual, Passionate & Fun. Threesomes. Blindfolds. Biting. Candle Wax. Oils. Silk Sheets. Kama Sutra Positions.
Turn Ons: Valentina. Passion. Seductive People. Fun. Creativeness. Spontaneity. Pampering. Attention.
Vampire Traits
Mind Compulsion, Immortality, Super Speed, Senses, Agility, Strength & Durability. Dream Manipulation, Healing Factor, Emotional Control, Enhanced Emotions & Limited Telepathy.
Vampire Cons
Witchcraft, Animal Blood, Broken Neck, Fire, Sunlight, Decapitation, Heart Extraction, Invitation, Werewolf Bite, Werewolf Blood, Wooden Objects & Hunger (Unless Controlled).
Talents: Professional Fighting. Hand-To-Hand Combat. Multilingual. Charm. Staying Honest. Empathetic. Sensuality.
Strengths: Empathy. Honesty. Sensuality. Intelligence. Charming Behavior. Loyalty. Determination. Flirtation. High Endurance. High Stamina. His honesty and humanity are strengths that will probably always be with him.
Weaknesses: Sandro knows that when he drinks too much blood he can become a bloodlust maniac who can't be calmed down until he himself calms down. He is learning to control his bloodlust since he can't go around draining humans and expect no one to question it. His honesty and his humanity that still lives inside of him is are big weaknesses and things that might never go away.
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Sandro's humanity and honesty are a curse and a blessing. If he didn't have those two traits still inside of him, there's no telling where he would be as of now; but they also keep him from truly being a vampire in every aspect of the word and what it means to be a creature of the night. He has a battle 24/7 with himself; wanting to keep some humanity, but at the same time knowing he will never be a human again and that he should just embrace the night.
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Relationships
Family:
Sandro was an Orphan his entire life; he never found out who his parents were or where they were and why they abandoned him. He made his own family with the vampires, but it will never be the same.
Current Status: Single and Flirty
Love Interest: (Doesn't believe in this...)
Friends: Valentina Marcano // Zamira Catalina Gjata née Marcano
Enemies: (OPEN)
Frenemies: (OPEN)
Special Items/Trinkets: Sandro only has one thing from his past that he will always keep; it use to be a fresh new coin, but now it's an antique that he keeps on a bracelet he wears all the time. The coin was the first piece of money he ever had when he first started fighting professionally in the early 1800's. He kept it for all these years to remember where he came from and who he use to be and why he should never change who he is inside.
Favorite Quote: "Life begins at the end of your Comfort Zone."
History: Growing up as an African and Italian Orphan in late 1700's Italy was not something Sandro would wish on his worst enemy. His life definitely wasn't something people would want to read about. He grew up on the dirty streets where men and women would walk by him and call him the worst names possible, as if it was his fault for being the person he was. His life was sorrowful from birth and there seemed to be no one there that wanted to help him and change him for the better. There was no one that wanted to take him in and be there for him. Sandro was a kind kid and he never stole food from people, like some of his orphan buddies did. He didn't see the point in stealing, since it only ended with them being caught and punished.
It took Sandro until he was seven to find some type of home; he was able to live with a friend he had met on the streets. The boy had been living on his own in his parents home for a few weeks that they had left him in when they disappeared. Sandro had a home, even if it wasn't anything special; as long as he had a roof over his head, he would be okay with sleeping on the cold floor. Him and his friend eventually were discovered in the home by bandits and they were kicked out and on the streets again for another three years.
Sandro was ten now and he had learned how to survive on the streets and even though he always saw stealing as wrong, he knew that was the only way he would survive. Now that he didn't have his friend, who had gone somewhere else, no one was there for him. He used his charming personality to win people over. They eventually forgot about his foreign looks and stopped calling him horrible names. Through connections, he became friends with a small group of Illegal Fighters who took him in as one of their own; that is where he learned to fight and he even became a Professional Fighter, but he still loved the thrill of fighting in a pit or an abandoned building more than a ring.
Sandro didn't know he liked gambling until he actually had bets placed on him winning against others, and the more wins, the more his ego grew and the more money he started to earn. The first coin he got after winning his first match was something he treasured and never spent on anything. People would call him odd for holding onto a piece of metal, but he didn't listen. He kept the coin to remind him of where he had come from and where he never wanted to go again.
His life was full of fun times, but also full of tragedy. No matter how much he tried to be like the other people around him, he could never be like them and he would never look like them. Even when he named himself after a his favorite Fighter, he still was an outsider and he would always be that way. He went down a bad path, placing bets on himself and cheating and finding himself owing a lot of people for what he did because of his gambling addiction; at a time when gambling addiction wasn't seen as serious or even a real thing.
Sandro ended up in a lot of debt to a big Mafia Boss in 1816 and he was forced to fight for him and no matter how many fights he won, his debt seemed to keep rising. He knew he had no way out of Italy and all the money he earned went straight to Alfronso Bonaparte. Sandro fought for the man, only because he had no other choice. Something he use to love doing that made him feel more alive than anything else, he was now forced to do it. Fighting became a burden for him, when it use to be an escape.
A few months while fighting for Alfonso, Sandro met the beautiful and mysterious Valentina Marcano. A girl that just exuded sensuality and seduction; two things that the young male couldn't resist. He knew that if he tried anything with her, The asshole Mafia Boss would have his head on a platter. He would flirt with her when she came to see him, but that was all.
The night of his biggest fight was when everything would change for Sandro. This fight was suppose to be the one that would clear all of his debt and set him free and he would try to restart on a fresh path and be someone respectable. Those plans didn't go the way he wanted. What Sandro didn't know about the fight was, Alfronso had put in a ringer who was hired to kill him. Alfonso knew very well that Sandro would never pay him back, and the Mafia Boss knew since the first day the young man had started fighting for him. He had given the ringer a hidden dagger and he would use it on Alessandro and kill him.
The fight started and Sandro was winning at first, which didn't make The Mafia Boss all too happy. A few punches back and forth, before the ringer finally pulled out the dagger and jabbed it into Sandro's chest, luckily missing his heart by a few centimeters. Even though he didn't stab Sandro in the heart, if not taken care of soon, he would die a painful and slow death.
Instead of getting up from his seat and going to check on Sandro, Alfonso, and everyone else in the dark room left Sandro to die... or so they all thought. Valentina, the woman who had Sandro's mind and body feeling with arousal had come back by herself in time to give him an option of living or dying there. He was out of it for the most part, but he did hear her voice clear enough to agree to whatever she was talking about. He didn't want to die like that, so he would do whatever it took to live again; he just didn't know what that meant.
When he thought Valentina had just lied to him and it was just a final cruel act from Alfonso, Sandro ended up waking up after what seemed like a few hours in the middle of the night. He felt very different. He didn't feel truly alive, but he also didn't feel dead. All he felt was hunger and it wasn't a normal hunger. When he spotted Valentina standing by a wall in the dark room that he had thought he died in, he walked over to her and she told him that he was a Vampire. He had never heard of such a thing and she told him everything that she could and he didn't believe her at first... until he got the unusual thirst for blood, actual human blood.
He had revenge in his eyes and when Valentina let him loose on Alfonso's men, the idea of drinking their blood didn't seem as odd or as disturbing as it should've. His first taste of blood sent him on a bloodlust filled craze that ended only after he sucked every last drop out of Alfonso. He sat there, with blood dripping down his face and looked at Valentina. He knew he was a monster or something that shouldn't be alive and he didn't know what to do; he would stay by Valentina's side and with her help, maybe he could learn to control his hunger and learn to embrace his new self.
At Valentina's side, Sandro traveled around and the two of them did wonderful things together. They had a passionate night under the stars in Greece where Sandro became hooked on her sensuality and sexual appetite. He has only tasted it once, and that one time kept him under her thumb for decades. He was her pet and he would do whatever she asked, no questions. He would be there for her and he knew that she would be there for him; even if she teased him constantly.
The two traveled back to Italy years later, where they stayed for awhile and where and met someone very important in Valentina's life. When he met Valentina's "loving" older sister, Zamira, her and Sandro didn't get along at all. They were like fire and ice and there was nothing that could be done. Sandro would flirt with her and say vulgar comments that he learned over the years from the bad crowds he was part of and he would try to get under her skin, only to see if she would laugh at him and finally adore his boyish charm.
Now 200 years of being a creature of the night, Sandro is still fighting with his humanity and he doesn't know if he can keep being this way or will the vampire in him take control and will he succumb to his bloodlust and be the creature he has feared becoming ever since his first drop of that rich and delicious red substance. He lives with Valentina and Zamira in a Penthouse, in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Where he still tries to get another taste of Valentina and where he still bugs Zamira to no end. He wants to keep his humanity, if only just a little bit of it; but he fears that one day he might just lose it all and there would be no way to bring him back.