Name: Cam
Nickname: Camystery
Age: 267 years old (looks about 19)
Gender: Female
Species: Vegetarian
Appearance:
Hair - Blue/black short cropped hair with a fringe that it always in my eyes
Eyes - Amber/Topaz (naturally I am undead!)
Build - 5'8', average build
Family: Always alone
Characters history: I was born in 1740's in the French West-Indies to a 16 year old slave-girl and her French slave master. Being the daughter of the master I was allowed a few more concessions than others of my kind and was spared working in the fields and sent to work in the kitchens a few days a week once I was of age. My mother died when I was 18 years old leaving me to look after the two other daughers she had with the Master - my sisters aged Solange, 14 and Agnes, 10. I soon realised that the price my mother had paid for our relatively easy life was keeping the 'affections' of my fathers friends and I was expected to take over the role. Of course I refused but was told that if I didn't Solange would have to take my place.
That night my father sent me to the Renauld plantation. He told me I should be pleased, Monsieur Renauld was a very handsome man. Tall with straw coloured hair, and unusual canary yellow eyes. He had been watching me for a long time but my mother had always managed to distract him. I had always been frightened of what lived behind those eyes and I had good cause to be.
I will spare you the gory, agonising details of my death except it wasn't pretty, pleasant or swift. When I awoke as my new self I knew. I had heard the stories about him and I knew very well what I had become. When he came to see me he his explanation for what he had done was pitifully short. He had wanted me for a long time. My mother (knowing the stories about him were true) had convinced him to wait until I was of age. He knew of course that she was putting him off trying to think of a way out of it and had grown tired of her delays. So he killed her. My rage was unmatched and I lunged at him. He had been amused by my reaction and happy that he had waited. A newborn in her prime. It took me some time to control myself and I couldn't always do it. I will admit that killing the father that hadn't protected me brought some pleasure but no peace. My mother was still dead. To this date he is the only human I have ever killed. Renauld tried to school me in the ways of The Srigoi (what we were called then) but became fustrated at my lack of enthusiasm for murder despite the obvious talen I had shown when killing my father. I learned to live on the animals that inhabited the island and resisited the taste of human blood.
I never allowed myself to see my sisters again.
After 4 years he grew tired of trying to change my mind and had a mind to kill me. We fought, I won and then I left. I travelled to the New World looking for others like myself and there I found Carslile Cullen, like me considered an oddity, an abominantion almost. We stayed friends for while, hunting and searching for some kind of meaning to our semi-existence. However we both knew that we were not what each other was looking for. Carslile had reconciled himself to what he was and wanted whatever normality he could find in this life. He wanted a family. I however wanted revenge, wanted to find Renauld's maker, and his makers maker. I wanted to find every evil, masochistic, murdering vampire and end them. We parted company in Italy where we met the Volturi. They gave me permission to destroy the rule breakers only. The ones intent on making a name for themselves, the ones who wanted to be revered, feared. The ones who wanted to usurp the only true Royalty we have. I gratefully took them up on this and I have hunted my own kind for over 200 hundred years and am exceptionally good at it.
Personality: When not a vampire hunter I am a brilliant cook (for the warm blooded of course) and often work as a Chef for fun, like doing the opposite to expected, long conversations about movies, love fashion (has a weakness for bags!) when I someone in as a friend will defend them for life, sometimes have far too much to say for myself, love orchids and the beach at sunset.
