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Ivory
Light
Age:
apparent age is 19; actual age is over 10,000 years
Sex:
Female
Occupation:
Senscubus—half angel/half demon
Weapons:
Hells
bane: twin short broadswords with a golden and black hilt; down the sides
are demonic runes, which allow it to be summoned at will.
Two
twin bone daggers that are concealed in their boots.
Physical
Description:
Hair:
waist length silverish gold tresses
Eyes:
Silver cat like eyes, but glow bright amber when agitated.
Height:
5’6
Weight:
160 lbs very muscular toned bodies
Birthmarks
or distinguishing marks: birthmark—upside down trident on the back of
the neck under the hairline. Distinguishing
marks—a tattoo on her left upper thigh of a demon bedding an angel. She
also has markings on her forehead and left cheek as well on her left
forearm and right hand
Brief
History:
Looking
deep over the reddened battled sky his dark eyes scowl over the so many
souls that would now dwell within his realm.
The battle was harsh and both sides had lost many, as he cast his
gaze to the heavens above a snarl upon his lips.
With a growl he turned and walked down the hill when his gaze cast
upon one that was standing over one of the fallen angels. His eyes roam harshly over her form bringing a snarl to his
dark lips as a thought crosses his evil mind, for the Lucifer himself had
just found what he had been searching for, and she now stood within his
grasp.
Her
soft golden hair flowed over her shoulders as her wings layered with
golden feathers wrapped gently around her supple form. With a soft and throaty growl he dissipated his form to that
of a wounded angel, now almost crawling across the bloody land to lie at
her feet. With a soft moan he
collapsed upon the ground, his now soft eyes boring into hers as a gentle
smile crossed her lips. She
was very new within the ranks, and slowly dropped to her knees wrapping
her wings around him in comfort. She
ran her fingers lightly down his cheek as her eyes took in his wounds, her
sadness feeding his own desire. Reaching
up he gently pulled her towards him to whisper his dying words upon her
lips as his eyes glinted and took her lips in a kiss, a kiss that sealed
her fate. With this kiss of
Satin himself, she became his and succumbed to his every desire.
With no fight in her to leave this evil, he pushed her upon the
ground, the blood from the ground now covering her wings with red as
Lucifer ravished this young angel, roughly and with the venom of Hell he
took her, implanting two seeds within her.
Standing up and dropping the illusion he had used to obtain her,
his lust filled eyes bore down upon her as the effects of the kiss finally
wore off and her senses coming back.
Her eyes filled with tears and sorrow, only making him laugh, then
with a wave of his massive talons she was restrained.
With a simple call, his minions came forth, gathering up
Lucifer’s toy and taking her back to the darkness of Hell, encased
within dark magic, she was lost from the Heavens.
Sealed
within a room her stomach grew and her body ravaged with his pleasure and
pain as she cried out to her God for it to end.
With no answer from him she felt lost and forsaken and her will to
fight slowly ended becoming Lucifer’s slave and host for his future
heirs. On a dark night she
screamed out as her stomach rippled, her arms and legs bound to the bed as
Lucifer stood and watched, licking his lips with his forked tongue, his
eyes black as Hell itself watched as his children clawed their way to
life. Marcella screamed as her head rolled back and forth, her body
withered in pain as her children ripped her open from the inside out.
Several minions reached down and pulled two screaming babies from
the open gap in their mothers womb, her eyes resting on them for a moment,
ones hair the color of onyx and as dark as her fathers eyes, the other
child blonde the color of her moms. Lifting
her head slowly she peered her tired soft eyes to her children as the
minions held them high she seen that she had given birth to twin girls.
With a smile she murmured, “I love you little ones and always
will,” as she closed her eyes and death took her.
Walking
over Lucifer looked his daughters over, and then looked to the dead angel
upon his bed. Leaning over he
ran his finger over her torn stomach, bringing his finger covered in blood
back to his mouth he tasted the defiled angel once more, a growl emanating
from his throat and into a throaty laugh.
His eyes looked onto her soft face, “now you can go back to your
God”. Turning swiftly to
look at his daughters he gazed upon their small faces, their crying
ceasing as they both looked up the man before them.
Tiny talons curled into fists as their bloody naked bodies
tightened and a small growl mixed into a scream released from their
throats. He laughed and waved
to his minions to tend to his half-breeds; for they would possess the
powers of Heaven and the powers of Hell itself; as he would tend to their
mother personally. He watched
the minions leave with his screaming children, their clawed feet clicking
upon the ground as Lucifer turned and roughly picked up his torn and
shredded prize, tossing her across his shoulder and returning to the world
of man, the place between the Heavens and Hell themselves.
With a loud growl and a scowl of hate, he tossed the soiled angel
upon the ground for God’s eyes, the magic that once wrapped around her
spent. Casting one last look
upon the angel that bore him his children he returned to his kingdom to
prepare for the future his girls would have upon the Heavens, Hell and all
of mankind.
Ivory Light was the first to emerge from her mother’s womb then came her twin sister Eboney Dark. Lucifer trained them in the arts of lies, manipulation and deceit. When they became powerful enough he unleashed his new creation upon mankind sending with them some of the others of his new army. Together the twins lead this small tribe and have found themselves on a small-uncharted island full over supernatural and mystical creatures. Ivory never imagined that a condensed area could keep her and her brethren well satisfied.
Personal
Weakness:
Ivory
is the most dominant of the group and leads them with a firm hand but she
has been finding that her remorse for her actions has been becoming
greater and more frequent. She is in constant personal inner conflict with herself.
She can never fall in love because her nature will not allow her to
be loyal to just one man. She
needs to absorb energy from other people’s emotions in order to sustain
herself so at times provoking the right emotions tend to get her into
trouble.
Spells
and Abilities:
see Senscubus