✥ Sahara Grei//Revenant

[Textbook Dreamer]

♦Sahara Grei ♦

Main
Name: Sahara Grei
Nick Names: Grei, Red
Alias: Shade
Alliance: Revenant, leader of the Fallen
Race: Fallen/Dark Enmortal, was once Human/Enmortal

❧Physical Characteristics
Age: 24
Hair: Red, long and wavy with hints of gold
Eyes:
When in Mortal Form Emerald with gold flecks
When in Demon FormAmber
Skin Tone:
When in Mortal Form Pale Gold
When in Demon Form Silvery
Ethnicity: American (Celtic)
Scars, Birthmarks, Tattoos: A small celtic knot is tattooed on her left shoulder, from which her other tattoos grow. She has three piercings in her left ear, two in her right.
When in Demonic Form
The black tattoos spread along her entire body in celtic knots of indigo, black, and silver.
Height: 5’7’’
Weight: 130lbs
Marital Status:
Technically Single, but a certain cowboy has her eye. And she hasn't a clue how to tell him.
Physical Structure: Lithe and voluptuous
Orientation: Straight

❧Personal Info
❖Transcripts:
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Criminal Record: Never had one
Level of Education: Collegial doctorate
If Collegial:
-several degrees in technology, science, etc.
Current Occupation:
Mother of Demons, CEO of Grei International
Past Occupations: White Enmortal
Family:
Henry ‘Hank Grei and Janette Grei (parents, father alive, mother deceased)
Viviane Grei (great great great etc. Grandmother, alive)
Setsuna (Literal other half, adopted sister)
Lovers, Friends, and Others:
Adrian Sparks (ex fiance...who hates her guts)
Tobias Black (wants to call him boyfriend...but really has no clue.)

❖Personal:
Personality:
When Using Powers:Sultry, sarcastic, intelligent, and rude. A bit cold at times, but her sister can get her to lighten up.
When In Public {not counting business}: *ahem* Well...she's practicing her whole 'stuck up shove off' heiress thing.
When Acting 'Normal': Flirtatious, sarcastic, and intelligent. Able to switch from 'Business' to 'Fun' in seconds.
People Skills: Extrovert
Goals:
Balance her life
Fears:
Losing control
Favorites:
-Shopping
-Expensive wine
-The occasional beer
-Baking
-Tai Chi
-Fixing Cars
Role Model: Einstein and Gucci
Catch Phrase/Motto:
Memento
❧Skills,Abilities, and Powers
Skills:
-MMA
-swordsplay
-hacking
-Technology
-gymnastics
-Math and Science genius
Abilities:
-Lying
-Drinking
-Earning/making money
-reading people
Powers:
Aura/Energy Manipulation: Can control and manipulate auras, take their energy for herself, and use it to fuel magick
Element Manipulation: Fire, water, earth, air, and storms
Necromancy: Waking, speaking, controlling the dead
Shadow Walking: Walking through dreams and shadows
Demons: After taking Lilith’s life, she is now the Dark Enmortal who claims control over demons in the same way Lilith did.
Healing: Sahara can heal using magick, but the energy must come from either lust, anger, hatred, or fear. Sort of like a succubus, her healing works best with those emotions. She can do minor wounds with normal energy.
Enhanced:Speed, strength, durability, and senses. A part of her becoming an upper demon was her getting their physical abilities, which she imbues with magic to make more potent.
Realm Connection: Knows what is occurring in her Demon realm and Shadow Realms, while also having knowledge of all demon types and her subjects.
Weaknesses: Setsuna and Adrian
Technology/Weapons/Pharpenilia:
Clarent: the Traitor's Blade

The sword that once knighted the Companions of King Arthur that is known throughout history as the blade used to kill King Arthur by Mordred is now under the possession of Sahara Grei. The blade has several magickal qualities that are as follows:

Unbreakable: at least it cannot be broken by mortal or most magickal means. Similar to Excalibur in that aspect.

Toxic: If someone is cut by the blade (the skin must be pierced) the blade will begin to poison the person, the poison is difficult to cure and the herbs needed are found only Elven Realms and the other White Realms. The posion takes a few minutes to set in and White Magick practioneers tend to be able to fight it off, though remain ill and weakened. It is a spell that relies on the wielders strength and if the wielder is weak the spell cannot be used.

Memory: The blade knows its enemies and will react to them when in danger or they are nearby, giving its owners a warning or sending a blast of dark energy at the person. It also carries the battle memories of the past battles it has fought in and will give them to the wielder to use during a fight.

History
Theme Song:
So What
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Lithium

Sahara Grei is the daughter of Henry Grei, CEO to Grei International. Born in Georgia, she was raised with the southern sense of family morals and polite niceties. At an early age she was already taking high school classes, at the insistence of her father. Sahara picked up facts swiftly and learned fast. All was well in the household, there was not any fighting between her parents, Janette and Henry, the business was booming, and her close friend Erik was visiting often. Then at the age of fifteen, chaos struck. Sahara's mother was secretly retaining her youthful appearance with the aid of surgery and a cream that stopped skin aging. Janette grew addicted to the stuff, over using it. And she died from it. The cream had contained Belladonna, Deadly Nightshade. The over use killed her. Sahara grew cold and dangerously risky, her father distant and a rampant alcoholic.

At the age of sixteen Sahara joined her father's company. She had already completed college and was searching for something to fill her life. Yeras later she went to the Catskills, alone, for Winter vacation. There she was Changed by her great great, etc. Grandmother Viviane. Viviane was an Immortal, and through her blood Sahara had inherited magic. Unknown to Sahara, her soul was that of Viviane's daughter Raleigh. It was because of this that Viviane Awakened Sahara to the Auric Magick in her veins. Sahara returned to New York and became a vigilante at night, taking up the mantle Arcane.

The next year her best friend and long time business enemy, Erik O'Riley and his family were declared dead by a fire spread in their Texas estate. Sahara was devastated. It was then when her magic took on a dangerous air and she developed the ability to manipulate the elements. And it was then when a little bit of darkness tinged her power.
As always she works at the family company and developing a secret section for inventions to be used against paranormal forces not of the benign sort. She aided the Paranormals, and fought against Hunters.
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Sahara Grei was freed from Night Shade's presence, who became free of her binds to the Enmortal and revealed herself to be Lilith, mother of demons. With the change has come a new title; White Enmortal. She was pure, a balanced being with power in Life and Death. White is the color of both, and has been connected to the Elders of her kind for millennia. She was forced to choose whether or not to kill Night shade and herself and take Lilith's place as the Mother of Demon's and Dark Enmortal, or Merge with her once more during the events of Bleeding Catalyst. She chose to end it once and for all, killing Lilith. Sahara became a Dark Enmortal, Lilith little more than a memory as Grei took her place as the bearer of the demonic title. She was tied to Setsuna, who is now the White Enmortal to balance out chaos. Sahara remained working, but struggled to control her dark urges.

The urges increased as time went on. As tension began to grow within the realm of the Paranormals, Sahara found herself needing to connect to the human world once more. After a ball hosted by her company she met Tobias Black, a dashing cowboy who somehow managed to sweep her off her six inch heeled feet. It is perhaps Tobias and her sister Setsuna who keep Sahara in line for now. While the war rages, she fights to control not only herself, but her kingdom and aid the Revenant in bringing peace back to the world.  

[Textbook Dreamer]

♦ Lithium ♦

I’ve never really questioned the omnipotent order of things. The good guys always beat the bad guys. Darkness and evil go hand in hand. There is not a place for shades of gray in the world. Logic that predates the humans, logic that hails from a time when the children of demons—the Nephilum—walked the Earth as monsters. I’ve never had to think otherwise. Now I have to. . If there is no gray, then why do I fight the desires that grow with each passing day? If darkness equates to evil, and light must destroy the Dark, then what does it mean for me?
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Sahara Grei was born to an atypical American family in the shining world of the elite. Daughter of Henry ‘Hank’ and Janette Grei, the CEOs of Grei International, she would find herself in a world where things came easy and power came cheap. It was perfect, at least for a while.

As was expected from the daughter of the largest science and technology corporation in the world, Sahara was in schooling as soon as she could walk. If nothing else, she would have a brain on her shoulders…that and an ego to boot. With schooling and the pushing from her parents, AP scores were reaching fives every test and ACT evaluations at the thirty six margins. And of course, her social life was as active as most Hollywood movie stars.

So, the world seemed to be revolving around the red haired debutante of the Grei family. Home life was picture perfect—the Brady Bunch would be jealous—while business boomed for the Grei Empire. Of course, it couldn’t last. At the age of fifteen she lost her mother to something abhorrent in the social realms of the rich; addiction. Janette was a shining individual in the media world; kind, caring, and beautiful. But beauty as it were, was skin deep. Sahara’s mother hid it well, but behind the gorgeous façade was a woman hiding behind facelifts and chemical mixtures to stay young. Janette wasted away while the crème that kept her looking young turned toxic. Sahara and Henry could only watch, for Janette refused doctor help. The autopsy read high doses of Belladonna, also known as Deadly Nightshade.

After the death of her mother, Sahara found herself a bitter individual. Her father fell to drinking and nearly ran the business into the ground. It took her a year to build the empire back to its former glory, and manage to hide the fact her father was now a drunkard who spent thousands on alcohol a month. Still, she was alive and well and life began to look up. That was, until Viviane came for a visit.
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♦Where is the Edge♦
Do you have any idea how much it sucks to wake up one day with an ancient ancestor sitting by your bed and telling you that you’re not human? Well, if you didn’t catch my drift, it sucks royally. Turns out I’m related to freaking King Arthur. I’m and Enmortal, not human. Oh, and my soul is the daughter of my biological Great Aunt and it’s bonded to the Mother of Demons. So I suppose you could say my family tree is jacked up. Yes, it hurts my head too. Anyways, Viviane awakened the magical powers that apparently come through the Grei family line and I went from being a normal angsty young adult to a super powered not human young adult.
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June Twenty First is known as the Summer Solstice, the longest day of the year and the opening of the Ley Lines to the primordial powers of the Earth. It was on this day that Sahara was awakened to the Enmortal powers in her blood and the Paranormal world hidden behind the mortal realm. Viviane told her of the ancient task appointed to the family; to keep the Mother of Demons in chains within her soul. Sahara was fairly certain that she had lost it. Until the magic started to appear in her life and the Voice started speaking to her. It came to be called Night Shade, though in reality it was a ‘she’ known as Lilith. The Mother of Demons constantly pushed Sahara towards the darker side of the Enmortal race.

It was not until six years later that Lilith made any head way. December Twenty First came around, and Sahara found herself fighting for control of her body as Lilith used the dark energy of the Solstice to attempt a possession. Instead the physical bonds over Lilith were broken and the Mother found herself free of Sahara in everything but spirit. And so her war on the human and Paranormal races began.

The Grigori were called and the Fallen descended upon the Earth. Viviane called the Champions to take on the demonic forces, Sahara falling among their ranks. While the battle raged, a truth came to light: in order for the war to end Lilith to fall, and Sahara along with her either to die or take her place. The brutal realization was hidden from the rest of the Champions while Viviane took a mortal to Avalon to take Sahara’s place should she fail. Setsuna Jackson was awakened as an Enmortal to take the power of Light magic when Sahara passed on.

The ensuing clash of sides fell at the temple where Lilith attempted to open the gates to the Demon plane. Sahara and Setsuna fought alongside each other. Lilith fell, and Sahara was thrust into a realm of magic far darker than imaginable. She could die, pass on and leave the Demon Plane to turmoil and watch the realms continue their fight. Or she could stay on and take Lilith’s spot, lose her white magic, and become a monster.
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♦ Sweet Sacrifice ♦
I couldn’t be selfish, not this time. I suppose it’s easy to say that the dying part was the best part of the whole damn decision. It was quiet then, and there wasn’t any pain. Then I came back. The dark magic shredded whatever white magic remained in me and Setsuna took it. I’m not jealous about it, I mean I gained a Twin from it all. But I miss the warmth that came from it. Dark magic, the demonic powers that I have no are nothing but icy cold and bleak. Powerful.
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The world reached calm for a while. Sahara returned to the mortal realm as a Grigori. She was Fallen, and what little humanity in her constantly fought to stay above the demonic urges that sought to take control. Yet the world, it would seem, could not remain calm. A new enemy rose. In a trap, the leaders of Paranormal races found themselves summoned to Central Park. There a gauntlet was set. Paranormals from each race were murdered, and the image sent out through their world. Sheer dark energy caused Sahara and her friends the Ryuujin twins to fall to their darker sides. The Mother of Demons was set loose upon Central Park. Setsuna sought to fight her off, and in the process Sahara nearly killed her. When the smoke cleared and she found herself in control, Sahara helped the rest of the Paranormals clean up the mess and wipe clear the proof of the battle. She disappeared afterwards, back to her realm where Setsuna could not follow and she could attempt to lock down on the desires that had broken loose during the Park incident.

In the mortal world the press have since taken up watching the CEO with something akin to fascination. After opening several new clubs, Sahara has managed to party every night, been seen with several knew supposed paramores (all of which were really friends), and still sealed the deal on three different deals concerning Aero-Space and Bio-Engineering.
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♦ Animal I Have Become♦
I nearly killed my sister that day. I know my family tree is pretty damn messed up, but domestic murder was never on my list of ‘Things to Do’. I still don’t want to kill her. Or at least, not all of me does. But there is something burning that I still fight for control over. Sure, I look like I've gone typical *ahem* slutty-not caring-spoiled heiress, but it's keeping people away, and it's keeping them safe. I’m not all bad. But I’m definitely not good. What does that mean for me when the gray in the world has to pick a side, and the side I can pick is the bad one?

Knowing my life, it means one of these days I’m going to be set on fire or struck down with a righteous bolt of lightning. Ha. If only it were that easy.