Scarlett Evans
Scarlett Evans
As a very young child Scarlett remembers being abused and hurt. her parents always high on something. She was taught to beg for money and steal just to give it to her parents so they could sell it and get more drugs. Scarlett hated drugs, it broke them. She would constantly take care of herself, learning to be independent and growing up quick.
One day Scarlett came home to see her parents talking to a strange man. He was tall and handsome and there was a certain look to him which didn't bother her at all. Scarlett was 6 when she saw money being exchanged, being small she didn't know what was happening but as she got older she had realized. Her parents sold her for drug money, and she hated them for it... From then on, Maestro was her only family, he had given Scarlett a proper education and taught her to be the perfect assassin, grooming her from young. As she grew older she realize he never aged, Maestro would never tell her why but she never doubted him. They moved from France to America when she was a 18. Scarlett was then told the truth. After being a ghoul for a few years she was finally going to be embraced before her 26th "birthday" of being a ghoul. But after that she realized something was wrong. She felt that but acted completely normal with Maestro who does not know. After living in Camarilla territory for a few years she was given her first ever solo mission. It was complicated but she knew what she had to do. Slowly but surely she grew bored of it all and decided she wanted to leave. She would have one last contract and she was done.
Age
"18"
Date of Birth
November 22 1893
Children
Gender
Female
Eyes
Hazel
Hair
Light Brown
Skin Tone/Pigmentation
Pale White
Height
5 ft 5 in
Weight
135
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Documents of Scarlett's growth
Written by Maistro, courtesy of a small amount of pages of Maistro's notebook.
Young child. Age 7.
Taking care of a mortal from such a young age was difficult. So many questions but so many things that couldn't be said or shown yet. She's so young and innocent, yet she already seemed more grown than most at her age. She reminds me of a young me but if I do everything right I can sculpt her to be better, stronger, dare I say. More than I can imagine to be. Yes she will be a fine assassin. I've had her for barely more than a year and already she's showing signs of attachment. It seems she doesn't care what happens to those idiot mortals I saved her from. She's better off with me anyway.
Side note: Her first day of birth I have celebrated with her seemed successful. She seems greatful for any gift I give her. I treat her as any child and have given her a doll and she seems to adore it.
Early adolescence. Age 10
I've grown quite fond of this little one. She seems to comprehend things quickly. Her combat training is coming along and so is her ability to act and think on her feet. If it were not for her I might have died from hunger... I didn't expect her to lure a mortal in for me to feed upon. I will need to keep my eye on her. She might be more frightening than I can imagine. It has be known our father daughter act was also successful in various ways but never did I expect her to go on her own and play the innocent lost child. She is indeed intriguing.
Side note: Birthday gift this year was something I saw her staring at the window. I forget she is a child and like any adores nice clothing. The coat was a success.
Young adolescent, Pubecent years. 13 years of age.
She has definitely grown quite well. Hand to hand training is successful and we've moved on to using deadly weapons. She is finally older in age and soon I can feed her my blood to stop her growth. She shows signs of frustration when she fails and strive to be better. This pleases me. Giving her recognition seems to bring very positive outcomes. It seems like she enjoys doing this. Something tells me it's deeper. Continuing to document her life during these last few years as a mortal will be crucial.
Side note: This year was an unconventional route with gift giving. She has asked me for her very own weapon. I have given her a knife which is easy to conceal. She seems thrilled. It's small but it is in capable hands.
15 years of age.
She is showing signs of rebellion. Vexing. My patience is wearing thin but it was to be expected at such an age. In appearance she has grown quite lovely but she blends in very well everywhere she goes.
Side note: There is no gift this year and it seems like she does not care. But this strange child seems more detached from mortals recently. I will have to keep a closer eye on her.
18 years of age.
I have started the process of giving her my vitae. She is obedient once again but has asked me to leave for a while. I have thoroughly considered this child's request and given her my blessing. Any and all resources I have are given to her as needed.
She has gone by herself to seek out a truth. I know not of this truth she seeks but I will let her explore. I have told her I will wait at a designated area for some time. She came back unamused and hateful of mortals and kindred kind. More teaching is needed.
Due to recent events it seems she has grown more and more angry with everything. She is not but 18 years mortal age and has become my ghoul for quite some time. Physical growth has stopped but mental growth seems uneasy. She is a precision blade ready to take anyone down. But what have I really done... she grows colder and more malicious towards mortals. I must teach her that this is not the way. I am beyond upset with recent actions but it will be okay. I will teach her whats right. For now it seems I will need to put this notebook down and redocument later years to come.
1 year, Vampiric age
Finally the day has come we celebrate her 1st year. The day of her death is also the day of her rebirth. She acts as if everything is fine. She does not know everything I know but now the real training begins. I will be joining the Camerilla as per my 75 year contract. She is to join me as she wishes. I have given her the choice and she has chosen to stay.
As a father I hope she can make friends with others around her age. I have grown soft on this one unlike her siblings. I will need to figure out why later on. My musings have brought me to the beginning. She really is the prefect protégé. As long as I can make her stop hating mortals enough.
50 years Vampiric age
I want to throw a celebration but she has grown against it. Instead she wishes to get her own first stake. I will take her with me to someone who can make it for her. She has grown better with mortals and more humane these past few years. I hope nothing goes wrong to disturb this peace.
As for friends. It doesn't seem like she has many. She has one she regularly keeps in touch with but recently they have lost their connection. Saddens me as a father but as I know "friends" come and go.
75 years Vampiric age
She has broken her own heart. This contract she has taken is heartbreaking but it was her own decision. She is grown and matured beautifully. But my heart weeps as she told me after this she will leave to be somewhere else. Lincoln, Nebraska. She is going to join the anarch movement. She does not want to be apart of the Camerilla. I will let her leave as I still have a year left. If she desires I will join her where she goes but before then my contract is to Omaha. I will still be able to see her and we be able to talk but for now she will be on her own.
Today I stop documenting her growth. She has left and I will not need to anymore for she is a grown and making her own path. She still does not know I know what she is. But as long as she plays her part I do not care. She is my child after all, figuratively and literally.
New Beginnings
I used to be an assassin for the Camarilla, I was at the top of my game. That was until I took up this last contract. It made me realize.
Fuck being the Camarilla lap dog! I can't do this anymore. I don't want to have to ever do that again.... I never want to have to lose another friend. That was one of the hardest missions I had to do and I'm never allowed to tell them about it. They'll kill me for it. Especially blood hunt... she's gone... they can't bring her back... She told me of an anarch territory she was working on. It's not too far away and I want in. I don't know where I belong but maybe it's there. Who knows. I just can't stay here anymore. There are too many eyes and they're bound to find out sooner or later. I don't want to be here anymore. I have one last job to do. She left a letter for my in case they found out and want to kill me.... Something tells me I won't need it but it was a precaution. I have her car. I let the Maistro know, he wants me to follow my path. For someone who's supposed to be an assassin and taught me all I know he seems more like just than a sire to me. He seems much more caring to me than my so called other siblings. Maybe it's because he raised me... I was very young when I came into his care. Maybe it's because I'm his new pet project. I'm his newest childe...I just really hope he doesn't know. I feel like I failed him. I can't let him find out either... he's too good at his job sometimes... I hope to all there is that he doesn't care in the end that I'm a failure to what I'm supposed to be. Maybe one day I can fix myself. I don't like lying to him but I need to do it. The Maistro just seems like he will support me. I wonder for how long. I can't keep wallowing in self pity. No more getting in my own head. I am Scarlett Evans and I will he all who I can be with my life for Maistro and myself. He gave me a second chance and I won't screw it up!
