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Name: Rachel
Age: 21
Hair: Sandy blond hair to her chest
Skin: Semi-tanned
Eye color: Hazel brown
Personality: Ambitious, creative, outgoing

( omg this is so long D8 )

She ran her hands along the stone building's that made old down town so interesting. A clicking noise was made as her heels embraced the cobblestone below her. It smelled like freshly baked bread as she ventured in to new territory. Rachel had only lived in the city for a few months now. The noises, the smells and the sights were all very new to her. Despite making such a dramatic change, she loved it here. She had been born and raised in the country, but something about the city was alluring.

As night readied itself to consume the city it began to get cold. Rachel pushed her hands in to her jacket's pockets and couldn't help but shiver. Her eyes danced upon the market that she had curiously entered, as she walked her fingers played with some jewellery here and there that hung from the stands. Then she stopped as she spotted a beautiful necklace. As she looked up from the necklace an elderly woman was smiling warmly at her. It started her a bit, then she smiled back.

"Do you like it?" she asked Rachel, her voice quivered. Rachel wondered how old she was.
"Oh," she said timidly. "Yes, it's beautiful."
"Would you like to try it on?" she asked then lifted it from where it lay. Rachel nodded and leaned forward, the woman tied it behind her neck and Rachel leaned back. She looked at it for a moment. "That necklace is very powerful," the woman said. "It will protect you from monsters."
"How much are you looking for it?" Rachel brought her hand to the pendant and ran her thumb over it.
"It's yours," she woman said.
"What?" Rachel looked up from the pendent, her eyes met the woman's.
"You can have it for free," she said then brought her shaking hands to a second pendent. "If you take that one then you must take this one, too." she said and reached for Rachel's hand. She placed the pendent in her hand then closed Rachel's hand over it. "If you ever encounter a person of evil, place this necklace around their neck. Then they will not be a problem anymore." she laughed almost bitterly. It made a chill run down Rachel's back. This woman's insane, she thought. She brought her hand back and slipped it in to her jacket's pocket, she let the second pendent fall in to her pocket.
"Thank you," she said nervously then managed a smile. Lucy stepped back and when the woman seemed to have nothing else to say she left the stand with two new possessions.

Rachel looked above at the darkening sky, the street lights had turned on and there seemed to be less and less people. She pushed past a rowdy crowd outside of a bar and in to a narrow alley way. It was a closer route to her apartment. Her heels echoed as she walked and she tugged on her scarf, bringing her closer to her neck. It was cold.

Rachel had been walking for a while, she was consumed in her own thoughts. She had not had dinner yet and wondered what she would eat once she got home. Despite having a mid-sized apartment she lived alone. Which was why she spent her days out and about, it almost became depressing to sit in a quiet apartment all day.

One hand was in the pocket that she had slipped the pendent in to earlier. She played with the chain, running her fingers over it. The alley was dark, lights had not been installed in it. It made her feel nervous, walking home at this time at night. Though Rachel continued to assure herself that she would be alright.

Her heart skipped a beat when she heard another pair of feet. She turned her head slightly, but not all the way. Subtly looking from the corner of her eye, a tall man walked behind her. Perhaps he lived close as well. It was nothing. She couldn't get a good look at him, she looked forward again, determined to get home even more now. As she got closer to the back door to the apartment complex she felt relieved. The apartment complex was an old building turned in to just that. She removed her purse from her shoulder and felt around for her keys. As she removed her keys she dropped them, she leaned down to reach for them.

Rachel's eyes grew wide as the man placed his foot over her keys. She became as nervous as he was so suddenly close to her. Her body felt hot, her face became red. It felt as if all of her blood had rushed to her head. What was he doing?

"No, I can-" Rachel stopped as she saw him drop her keys in to his pocket. She stood, straight, her arms firmly by her sides. She was trying to seem intimidating and strong. But she couldn't stop her legs from shaking. "What do you want from me?" she asked, she felt embarrassed as her voice cracked.

Rachel wanted to scream but for a brief moment it felt as if she had swallowed her ability to speak. She struggled as he pulled her close, her hands pressed hard against his collar bone in an attempt to release herself from his touch. She felt light-headed as she saw him bear his bangs. A vampire? She thought and breathed in heavily. Her hand wandered down to her pocket and she gripped the second pendent in her shaking hand.

Rachel brought the necklace up, she snaked it around his neck tightly and tied it. Enraged, she began to pound her fists against his chest. "Let me go," she hissed.

Rachel breathed heavily, her hair was a mess, strands rested against her face. Her body shook in fear, wondering if he was trying to trick her or if he had actually followed her command. Was it the necklace? If you ever encounter a person of evil, place this necklace around their neck. Then they will not be a problem anymore. That's what the woman had said to her. Was she telling the truth?

Her body rested against the wall of her apartment. Her eyes didn't stray from the man who had attacked her. She watched him claw at the necklace helplessly, unable to remove it. "What are you doing?" she finally broke the silence with her question.

Rachel approached her, her body tense. She brought her hand to the chain around his neck, she ran her finger over it. "If you can't then what makes you think that I can?" she asked and tilted her out to the side. "And why would I? Look at you." she said the last words a bit quietly. "You would kill me if I took it off." Rachel still shook, afraid of what he would do to her. She brought her hand away from the chain, then brought her hand in to the pocket that he placed her keys in. She slipped them out then stepped back from him.

"I'm not taking it off," she said firmly. Rachel felt pathetic when she tried to act powerful and strong. She was the complete opposite.

Rachel squirmed as she felt his hot breath against her skin. The feeling of someone being so close made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She kept her hands firmly by her sides and continued to stand straight, even though he made her feel so small. Rachel had a very petite frame and she wasn't very tall. She was fragile and almost seemed like a doll. When her eyes met his she didn't look away.

"No," she finally said. "I'm not taking it off." she said, her voice was weak. She felt sick when he seemed flirtatious. "I may be pathetic," she said then breathed in heavily. "But at least I'm not a monster."

Rachel's heart pounded in her chest, she felt as if she was going to be sick. She felt as if she was dreaming. A vampire had tried to bite her, she brought one hand to her swam-like neck and touched it. She never would have thought such a thing could happen. Especially where she lived. She flinched as he played with her hair, her stomach turned nervously inside of her.

"Don't touch me," she nearly yelled it. Her throat burned as she tried to speak again, but she couldn't.

Rachel felt guilty as she watched him suffering, but when she thought about herself dying she didn't feel as guilty. "If you touch me," she blurted out, she almost seemed hysteric. "Then that's what is going to happen to you."

Rachel nearly rolled her eyes as he suggested making a deal. Why would she want to be kind to a man, monster, who had originally planned to kill her? "I don't know about that," she said annoyingly.

"You can leave me alone," she said and stepped backwards towards her apartment complexes back door. Her keys jingled as she raised them to the lock. "I'm not taking that off of you, there's nothing you can do but leave me alone." her eyes didn't leave his. Rachel wanted to be so sure with her decision, she wanted to leave him there. She wanted to go upstairs to her apartment, crawl in to bed and sleep. It felt like she was in a lucid dream, a nightmare.

She pressed her head against the door then let her hand drop to her side. "What do you want me to do?" she asked. "Other than taking that off."

"You're not an animal, you're a monster." Rachel turned her head and looked at him, her eyes curiously looked over his body. He's so desperate to get that necklace off, he's trying to guilt trip me. Rachel brought her fingers to her lips and nibbled on her nails nervously. "You tried to kill me, that doesn't make me feel guilty about what I've done to you." Rachel meant what she said, but she couldn't help but fear what his reaction might be. "You don't deserve freedom if you're just going to go around killing innocent people. I... I never knew that vampires really existed until tonight." she chewed on her nail and pulled it away when she felt pain. Rachel had an awful habit of biting her nails to the point that they bled. "And, I never had a mother."

Rachel stepped forward and looked down at him. "I don't like what I'm about to say," she said and smiled almost wickedly. "I live alone and you're as far as I'm concerned.. kinda my pet now. But not really." her voice grew quieter at the end. "You can stay with me or you can leave, but I'm not taking that necklace off of you so..." her eyes met his. "You will have to deal with it."

"I like to see the good in people," she said and smiled. Rachel tapped her fingers against the end of her jacket lightly. "Even if others refuse to." Rachel's heart jumped when he accepted her offer. For a moment she didn't breath, then exhaled heavily. "Mistress?" she finally said. The word was foreign to her. Her brain had felt as if it had melted. This night couldn't get anymore exciting. Her hand shook as she unlocked the back door, she held the door open, waiting for him.

"If you're sleeping in my apartment," she couldn't help sounding almost lost. "Then I'll need to know your name." Rachel bit her lower lip. "And you won't be sleeping in my bed. I have a guest room."

"Are you speaking Italian?" she asked and looked at him a bit confused. "I don't understand what you said." Rachel had never gone in to language classes, she wasn't interested in them. Though she had heard her Italian neighbours speak enough to know when someone spoke it. She had probably learned more Italian living here for two months than she did in school.

Rachel walked in to the building, a narrow hallway led to a lobby room, two large elevators stood in the lobby, but Rachel went to the stairs. "I'm Rachel," she answered. Her voice echoed in the empty building, it was late and everyone had gone to bed. Rachel walked up the steps until they reached the third floor. She waited for Luca.

Rachel continued to walk as Luca spoke, she listened but didn't say a word until they were at the door of her apartment. She unlocked the front door then stepped inside.

"My neighbours speak Italian, I've been here for a short time but I can recognize it. A little bit.... but I can't speak it or even begin to understand any of it. It sounds like an alien language to me." she couldn't help but laugh.

Rachel's apartment was mid-sized. It had a master room with a master bathroom, a guest room with a guest bathroom across from it, a living room and then a kitchen. Some boxes laid about, she still hadn't finished unpacking. She had spent the past few days searching for a job. "Where are you from, Luca?" his name rolled off of her tongue.

"I'm human," she answered politely. Rachel had wandered in to her kitchen, she was filling her kettle up with water. "Curiosity is apart of my nature, though I didn't know that monsters were curios as well." she looked from at him and smiled. She went to her stove and turned it on, then placed the kettle gentle on it. "How old are you?" she asked as she waited for the water to boil.

"Then I assume that you have seen quite a bit of this world," she said as she placed a tear bag in to a mug. "Do you like tea?" she asked as she poured hot water in to a mug. Her body wandered to a small container of sugar, she scooped some out with a spoon and placed the spoon in the mug. She twirled it around, mixing the ingredients.

Rachel allowed the tea bag to rest in her mug before removing it, she then poured milk in to it and took a sip. "Sorry for asking such odd questions." her eyes wandered around her apartment. "I'll show you to your room shortly, the bed is firm but comfortable. I have clean sheets to put on and pillows for you."