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Gender:
Female
Type of Character: Mage
Items:
Character
History:
Melinda always had a kind word to say to a neighbor, or a soft smile to
welcome a stranger into the town. One night, on her fifteenth birthday a
stranger came to town and stayed with her parents. In the middle of the
night, she heard a struggle going on downstairs and hurried down the steps
from her bedroom as fast as she could, where she saw the corpses of her
mother and father lying on the living room floors, drained of their blood.
"Mum! Dad!" She yelled out instinctively. "What have ye
done to them!?!" Melinda demanded to know, before the man turned his
head towards her and she saw the fangs and blood that dribled on his chin.
"Ye be a demon! Go away with ye!" She yelled out, as she grabbed
her father's walking stick and swung it at the vampire. With ease he
knocked it from her hands, and than attempted to drink from her.
"Help!!" She yelled aloud and mentally. The next thing she knew,
a power was building up inside of her. It unleashed with a vengance that
instantly turned the vampire to dust. "Mommy.." She whispered
scared as the power kept pouring out of her. The heat outside began to
raise to over a hundred degrees and climbing, the windows of the
neighboring houses shattering from the intensity of it, the ground shaking
as if several earthquakes were happening at once. Her fingertips and feet
were burnt from the release of power, that stilled poured from inside of
her. Tears trickled from her blue-green eyes down her slightly dirt
stained cheeks, as she realized that never again would she hear her mother
or father's voices. Never again would they tell her how proud they were to
be her parents. Huddled in a ball she shut out everything, even the
paradmedics and cops when they showed up after the neighbors had called.
Lifted onto a stretcher she was taken to the hospital and realeased back
into the custody of the state, where she ran from the orphange to go find
her birth family.
Melinda searched every city, her only clue was the hospital and her birth
parent's last name, FireHeart. At the age of nineteen she gave up her
search to find her parents and settled down to go to college and get her
degree. However plans changed, and she fell hard for a man named Darken
Westfield. The two made plans to marry, but than he began to change. First
he never showed up when he was going to, than one day she caught him
cheating on her at a club. Darken and her got into a shouting match and
she told him they were through, till he grew angry and hit her across the
face. Wreeling from the shock of it, she had been about to use some of her
abilities when a man interfered on her behalf. Bringing her eyes to meet
his, she felt a connection at first sight. Her mouth opened to say
something, but the words didn't come. He seemed to stare at her too, as if
it were just the two of them on the dance floor, eyes locked upon
eachother's. Time seemed to stand still as he reached out a hand to touch
her cheek, and she felt her head moving into it, something she had never
done to a strangers touch before, but at the same time he didn't feel like
a stranger to her.
Before anything else could happen, Darken shoved her to the floor, and
attempted to fight with Morgan FireHeart, though she did not know his name
at that time. Two of the bouncers threw Darken out, while he helped her to
her feet. "Thank..Thank you.." Melinda managed to tell him. A
soft smile grew to her lip, though her eyes were a bit cautious now. When
he offered to talk to her, and to buy her a drink she declined with a fake
excuse that she needed to go home, though she could not resist looking at
him one last time, as she walked out, her FireHeart necklace now seen
because of the toss to the floor.
A few days later Darken and Melinda went to FireHeart Castle from a
strange invitation. She wore a pair of shades to hide the bruises on her
facial features, but Morgan saw right through it. He came right over to
her, dressed as the "Lord" of the Castle and her eyes widened as
she took in the sight of him. It was the exact way she had been dreaming
about since before she had come to the Castle. Melinda didn't reconize him
at first, till he lowered his eyes to hers, and than reached out to touch
her bruises, sending healing into them right away. 'He won't hurt you
again, I promise.' She heard within her mind, and somehow knew that it was
from Morgan. He had the guards through Darken out, and than led her to the
table, where he began to explain things to her.
Melinda began to feel her attraction to him building up even more as they
sat there so close to eachother talking. Before long her eyes had drifted
to his lips, than back up to his own eyes. Embarrassment flooded her
cheeks to think of such from a stranger, but he merely smiled at her, and
changed the topic to something else.
Time passed and they became fast friends, realizing that they had so much
in common. When he walked into a room, her eyes lip up with a sparkle, her
smile growing more radiant and bigger. Than one day on the fourth of July,
they were out celebrating, she playing and twirling a sparkler, and him
watching with a bit of casual grin, as the wind played with her long wavy
chestnut hair, and the skirt of her thin spaghetti strapped dress, that
had a flaired skirt. With matching cotton shorts. No sooner had she turned
to face him, than she saw him right in front of her. Since her sparkler
was done, she looked up at him, feeling the body heat radiating from him.
He teased her by offering her another sparkler, than pulling it away.
Laughing she chased him for it, before he sat down, and she followed suit.
Morgan still didn't give her the sparkler, but laughed and commented on
smomethings she had done, and she reached out to playfully touch and push
his shoulder, saying, "Morg..an.." When out of the blue, he
caught the back of her head with his left hand gently, cupping it, and
brought their lips together in their first soft gentle kiss. She found her
own parting and welcoming the kiss. Shivers ran down her spine as she
discovered just how gentle and soft his lips where, and not just by
guessing. Melinda's hands slid up his chest, to around his neck, before
she realized what she was going on, and pulled away. "we..I.."
She saw the pain in Morgan's eyes when she did that and felt something tug
inside of her. Quietly her avatar tsked at her for doing such a thing, but
she was scared, and didnt want to loose his friendship in case things
didnt work out.
Morgan didn't attempt to kiss her again for a long time, though they would
pass by in the halls, and the looks they gave eachother were full of
attraction, desire, and want. Finally on New Year, at the countdown she
found herself standing next to Morgan as it struck Zero and she couldn't
stop herself from hugging him, and whispering, "Happy New Years
Morgan," Her lips just mere inches from his mouth, before they both
leaned in to kiss eachother. This time it was Morgan who pulled back from
their kiss and walked away. With her fist clentched she trembled, her
heart still racing from the intensity of it.
The next evening, Melinda went to search him out, and not finding him in
his office, she knocked on his bedroom door. At first he didn't answer,
but with her persistance he did, and when his door opened, his eyes
widened when he saw her standing there. "Melinda..it's almost after
mid.." He began to say, before she stepped into his room, and reached
out for him. Tilting her head upwards, and standing slightly on her
tip-toes she kissed him with everything she had, mentally whispering, 'I'm
sorry I hurt you before..I was scared..' For a moment she thought she had
done something she shouldn't have, but than his arms were around her form,
pressing them together, and his lips taking over thier kiss. He held her
all night long in his arms, just enjoying being next to her. The following
morning, Melinda woke up, and saw him laying there watching her, holding a
flower, and she blushed. "Morning.." He whispered to her,
greeting her with a kiss as he did so. Delighted with the flower she
kissed him back and snuggled into his arms, whispering, 'can I keep you..
Abilities:
See Firehearts For spells and abilities.