ғeel free to call me. . .
Samantha Angelica Graystone. But just call me Sam.
υnless you're blind, you should see that I'm. . .
I may act like a guy, but I'm not a guy. I'm a girl. Duh.
чou think I'm what age? No, I'm. .
18.
The υniverse welcomed me on. . .
August 1, 1992, which pretty much sucks considering the month of August has no holidays. And "back to school" days don't count as holidays.
α lot of people say I'm. . .
One heck of a tomboy. I'm into wrestling, I dress casually, I'm interested in classic cars, I'm an excellent marksman with a gun- that kind of stuff. I have a feisty attitude, so just because I may be the underdog in a fight doesn't mean you can underestimate me. Even though I have a slight sense of humor, expect it to become sarcastic during battle. Furthermore...not everyone knows this about me, but I'm actually somewhat carefree and imaginative, but you'll have to get to know me better to see that side of me. Even though I am friendly, I have to draw the line when it comes to relationships, which I don't want to go through anymore. And one more thing: if you attempt to attack me...expect an immediate and severe curbstomping, courtesy of yours truly.
can you blame me for what I am now? After all, I grew up. . .
Do I have to talk about my history? ...All right, fine, but if you've got a weak stomach, I suggest you go see a Disney movie instead before you're scarred for life.
I was born in 1992. Throughout the first seven years of my life, I was raised with love and discipline by my parents. Even though they didn't have much to live on considering they were a lower-working class family, my parents worked hard to maintain a sufficient lifestyle. When I was six years old, my parents had each received a large promotion at their jobs, enabling us to move to San Diego so that I would be able to live a normal childhood- or at leas that's what my dad said. One day, while I was looking for my birthday present in my dad's closet, I accidentally found his diary...and read it. Once my mom and dad caught me, it wasn't long before they confirmed what I read in the diary: Dad was from a long line of vampire hunters. Also, since I was his firstborn and only child, I would be next to inherit the tradition once I came of age at fifteen. However, Dad was hoping that since I was born a girl, I wouldn't inherit what he dubbed "the curse", which means that all of the firstborn children under the direct lineage of the first Samuel Graystone- who my dad, and his ancestors are named after- would become vampire hunters at the age of fifteen. Dad figured that since I was the firstborn girl of the linage, I wouldn't have the same fate as my predecessors. Unfortunately, life has a funny way of throwing a curveball at you...and it threw a major anvil on my life by the time I turned seven.
Somehow, every single one of my family members was murdered within four months, with the exception of my parents and myself. When the attacker didn't show up for two months after that, we thought we were safe...which was a major understatement. One night, Dad woke me up and told me that there was a fire in the house After he took me to his and Mom's bedroom, they planned to have us escape outside through one of the windows in their room. Unfortunately, it was too late when a vampire arrived and shut all of the windows and doors, barring our chances of escape. While he did that, I hid under the bed, afraid of what was happening while the vampire revealed that he and a couple of his "friends" were the ones responsible for the murder of my other family members. Mom and Dad both fought the vampire with all of their strength; however, the vampire...I'm going to save your stomachs and what's left of my sanity by not going into detail. To sum it up...he butchered my dad after defeating him, and he drained my mom of her blood and butchered her as well. Unfortunately, I watched the whole thing happen as I was hiding under the bed, and once I saw what was left of my mom, I screamed. Even worse, by the time I regained my sense and shut up, he found me. I darted out from under the bed as quickly as I could, but all I could do was curl up in a corner since the flames had reached the bedroom, leaving me unable to climb out the window. The vampire walked closer to me, and I thought I was going to die. Once the vampire got close enough, he was about to attack me when a stranger came through the window into the room and pushed me out of the way, causing the vampire to attack him instead. Unfortunately, when I was pushed out of the way, my head hit the wall hard. All I could see of the stranger was a very brief glimpse of his appearance before I blacked out.
When I finally woke up, I was at a neighbor's house without any injuries whatsoever; however, the stranger who had rescued me was nowhere in sight. The neighbor happened to be a fellow vampire hunter who was the partner of my murdered father, and it was from him that I received confirmation about my other murdered relatives. Because of that, it meant that I was the only surviving member left in the entire Graystone family. For six years, my neighbor trained me in the ways of vampire hunting until she was capable of working by herself. Once I reached the age of 15, I began vampire hunting and I've continued to this day.
So how did I end up at Fuyu Academy?
After I woke up, I found something in my right hand, which turned out to be a weird looking necklace. My neighbor told me that it belonged to the stranger, which was the only information I could get about the mysterious man. A few days before I turned 18, my neighbor received a letter from the stranger, which stated that if I truly wanted to meet him, I was to come to Fuyu Academy. Considering it would be my only chance of meeting the guy, I signed up...but it wasn't until after I signed up that I learned it was a school for magically gifted students...and I was- and still- nowhere near gifted. I was about to give up until I got a call from the school...and you couldn't imagine how shocked I was when I found out my application had been accepted. Now that I'm here at Fuyu, I'm hoping to meet the guy so I can thank him from saving me from the vampire and from the fire eleven years ago...but at the same time, maybe my studies here can help me finally break "the curse" and steer me towards a normal and better life...well, at least close to normal as it can get. If not...hey, at least I'm having fun.
...Okay, now I'm done. Sorry for boring you to death on this part.
αbilities? Yeah, I have . . .
Nothing. I'm human. Unless you count marksmanship, auto mechanics, and (in everyone else's opinion) beautiful singing as special abilities, I can't do a thing.
I aםore. . .
○ Wrestling (Undertaker rules! And I was on the wrestling team in my former high school.)
○ Classic Cars (Preferably the late 1940's and 1950's cars. Those are definite classics in my opinion.)
○ Music (R&B, old school hip-hip/rap, rock, 70's, 80's, 90's)
○ Summer Season ( Warm temperatures and not being in school. Perfect.)
○ Death by Chocolate ice cream (It's chocolate upon chocolate upon chocolate. Love it, love it, love it.)
○ Broadway Musical Theatre (Okay, so I was in a few plays at my middle school...and my previous high school. I really like the Broadway plays, though.)
○ Horror/Monster Books and Stories (Edgar Allan Poe, H.P. Lovecraft, and Bram Stoker. The Big Three.)
○ Horror, Monster, and Sci-Fi Movies (I never get scared from these. They're fun to watch, actually. I'm not kidding, I can sit through Texas Chainsaw Massacre and not even panic.)
○ Italian Food (I enjoy it...which is pretty much why it's the only type of food I can cook without destroying.)
єvery time one of these come into my life, things just go downhill . . .
○ Betrayal (I've gotten too much of that in my life, mainly because of the relationships I've been in during the past few years.)
○ Dressing up (for fancy stuff like prom, banquets, etc.)
○ Anything related to the Twilight Saga (Vampires don't sparkle!)
○ Hip-hip/Rap music after 2000 (...Do I need to explain why?)
○ Most current pop music (...I shouldn't have to give an explanation for this one either. Seriously.)
○ Cooking (All I can make is Italian food. Otherwise, you'd better have the phone ready and a book of every single restaurant in town...and don't forget the fire department, just in case.)
○ Large Bodies of Water (Like lakes and oceans. I can't swim...and don't start making jokes about it either.)
○ Winter Season (The only thing I like about winter is when there's a huge enough snowfall to delay - or preferably close- the school for the day. Otherwise...I hate the cold temperatures, I hate freezing to death while standing in the cold temperatures, and I hate getting sick because of the weather!)
The song that describes me best is . . .
"Hemorrhage (In My Hands)" by Fuel. The reason? ...Well, all of the relationships I've been in in the past did not work out well. Most of them were due to trust; as soon as I get to the point to trusting a guy, they shatter it almost immediately. Because of that, I feel like my heart's been stomped on one too many times, therefore I refuse to let any guy come near me anymore. I can't risk getting my heart broken again, and I can't waste my time on someone who's going to shatter my trust. Not anymore.
мy House, Dorm, and Homeroom are. . .
House: Wyvern (Dragons rule!)
Dorm: Wheat (A dorm named after food...creative and clever.)
Homeroom: Art/Music.
чou see, I'm controlled by . . .
Some dude named Leonidas Peridot....wait, Leonidas is a girl?! ...Didn't see that one coming...
