[Introduction] 4am is the hardest time to be alive...
When Ann died, she died cursing Steve and Ghost for what they did. They followed her to New Orleans, abducted her, put her in this questionable place, and forced her to drink this concoction that tasted like death. Some hours later she was labor with her child.
Arkady's purpose was to expel the child by a miscarriage, but as it turned out, Ann practically hemorraged the child out. She died in bloody, horrific, and very painful mess. But it wasn't like keeping the child would of done her very well either. If she carried to full term, the child would have eaten it's way out the womb, leaving the Mother to die. Ann was doomed from the moment Zillah's seed met her inner flesh, it was done all out of spite and scorn for Steve's love. And enchantment by the lime eyed child of the night.
One of the last thoughts she had before she give was regret. Was this really all worth it? To be so scorned by love and taken over with craven obcession...
Her vision fades...
Ann awakens in a near replica of her bedroom she left back in Missing Mile, North Carolina. She sits up in her bed, it's like she dreamed it all.
But then reality hits her hard. Her clothes, hands and face are marred with dried blood. Ann quickly puts her hand underneath and touches her stomach... there's no bump. Her child is gone.
Tears form in Ann's eyes. Her child is gone, her child is gone...
Name: Ann Bransby-Smith
Fandom: Lost Souls
Media: Book
Typist: Pash
Other relevant info: Taken from the climax of Lost Souls. Ann (understandably) is quite shaken by losing the vampiric child could have killed her. The typist knows she's still working on Jane's tags and very nearly didn't intro Ann out of computer problems. (You have NO IDEA what I had do to type this out. I wish I cut this text though.) DETERMINED ain't I? XD Enjoy! ^_^
The first commenter acts as a welcoming committee. All following interactions are deemed later in the day, when the character is settled.
Arkady's purpose was to expel the child by a miscarriage, but as it turned out, Ann practically hemorraged the child out. She died in bloody, horrific, and very painful mess. But it wasn't like keeping the child would of done her very well either. If she carried to full term, the child would have eaten it's way out the womb, leaving the Mother to die. Ann was doomed from the moment Zillah's seed met her inner flesh, it was done all out of spite and scorn for Steve's love. And enchantment by the lime eyed child of the night.
One of the last thoughts she had before she give was regret. Was this really all worth it? To be so scorned by love and taken over with craven obcession...
Her vision fades...
Ann awakens in a near replica of her bedroom she left back in Missing Mile, North Carolina. She sits up in her bed, it's like she dreamed it all.
But then reality hits her hard. Her clothes, hands and face are marred with dried blood. Ann quickly puts her hand underneath and touches her stomach... there's no bump. Her child is gone.
Tears form in Ann's eyes. Her child is gone, her child is gone...
Name: Ann Bransby-Smith
Fandom: Lost Souls
Media: Book
Typist: Pash
Other relevant info: Taken from the climax of Lost Souls. Ann (understandably) is quite shaken by losing the vampiric child could have killed her. The typist knows she's still working on Jane's tags and very nearly didn't intro Ann out of computer problems. (You have NO IDEA what I had do to type this out. I wish I cut this text though.) DETERMINED ain't I? XD Enjoy! ^_^
The first commenter acts as a welcoming committee. All following interactions are deemed later in the day, when the character is settled.