I was born in 1887 from the seed of Vlad III Dracula, a.k.a. Alucard. By the late 1800's though, he was known as Count Dracula. My mother was a Vampiric Priestess whose name is not known to me, as my father never explained her since her death soon after I was born. My birthplace is in the outskirts of Romania, a decade before Dracula decided to move there permanently. I was not named until I turned nine; then, after much battle training by my father, I was named Alvin the Blood. I did not know until years later that “the Blood” was a nickname in dedication to his former nickname from when he was still human… Vlad the Impaler.
In the winter of 1897, I woke up in our travel tent to find that my father had left… I found a note pinned to his cot explaining that his disappearance was only temporary, and that if he was not back before the next dawn that I should take the supplies and leave for a certain residence in the Americas. It also told more of my history and my legacy. He gave me my final title at the end of the scroll… Prince Alvin. Although I’ve heard years later he was spotted in Transylvania, I have never seen him since.
So I traveled alone, walking the nights toward the shores of Europe, earning my wages as a teenager by becoming a mercenary for hire. I continued as such until I was battle hardened, but my services were constantly under suspicion as my speed and strength were far beyond any of the employers’ imagination. I knew I couldn’t continue on as a mercenary, and instead concentrated one finding more of my kind to assemble an army with. Not knowing where to start or how to persuade others to join with me, I began my search in Western Europe. I didn’t have to search long. Vampires presented themselves to me within days, and each one gave a sincere bow before speaking. They said I have called to them telepathically, that they are linked with my blood, as my father started the Vampire race. Within another fortnight I had assembled a clan and soon set sail for America.
To my surprise there were others of my kind westward, and as I soon made my stay on a Louisiana plantation, I gathered my clan and other willing vampires for combat training. I used some of my natural born abilities that they did not possess as goals they could all achieve. I also used my father’s knowledge as part of their education. I taught my clan that war was everywhere and inevitable, that the world will despise us because of our differences, and that we must always be prepared. My clan grew into a colony, a colony into an army.
1944 came, and I heard rumor that my father was spotted in Poland. Though I didn’t travel there to find out, it was becoming apparent that my father (at this time known as Alucard) was still alive. Where he was and what he was doing I have no idea, for he had long ago severed his blood link with the rest of the Vampire race. In this year, I disbanded with my clan and left one of my lieutenants in charge. I roamed more North, looking to expand my army into different states. In 1949, I traveled back to Louisiana to check on my original clan only to find out that they had been destroyed. One of my soldiers, left barely alive said he witnessed the two demonic Vampires that did this, and overheard that they were on their way North to destroy every army I had. Needless to say, I became extremely angry. I used my ancient power to forge a large, sword-like weapon, the Vero Drankah, and hunted the two down. I found them waiting for me in a field in Nebraska. They claimed to be Vampires of The Underground, and they felt my presence as a threat to their own armies. They were overconfident, and that was their weakness. I soon crushed them, drained them of all their blood, then fled.
My days after that were for the majority of the time spent in solitude. I kept training myself physically and mentally, eventually becoming experienced enough to gain even more supernatural ability, including immunity to daylight, pyrokenesis, shape-shifting, and the defiance of gravity.
In the new millennium I ventured out and happened upon the city of Gaia. For the time being, this is where I stay.
NAME: Alvin the Blood / Prince Alvin
ABILITIES: Shape-Shifter, Regenerator, Psychokenesis, Pyrokenesis, Telepathy, Gravity Defiance, Extraordinary Strength and Speed.
OTHER: Alvin likes handling large weaponry, such as a gigantic sword. He possesses centuries worth of combat experience (some of which passed down from his father) and is generous to those loyal to him and his cause. He has severe depression at times for unknown reasons...