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[fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 380px; margin-top: 8px;][justify][sub]Since being bitten and turned into a vampire, Ivana had refused to admit it. She didn't feed on other animals, didn't think about the cold facts, didn't whisper a word about it to another living soul. However, unknown to her, there was a not-so-living soul that knew: the soul, or rather spirit, of Katherine Petrova, the daughter of Kathleene and Cherryblod.
Katherine had been born Weddingveil, twin sister to Whitetuxedo. She had been once an innocent little Medic, up until her own grandfather kidnapped, starved, and publicly executed her. The trauma from such an incident transformed her outlook on life entirely, and it was a downward spiral from there. She changed her name, moved around, gave into her nature, transitioned into a ripper. She even tried to kill Jax, whom was now Ivana's adoptive father.
Now, you could imagine how well it could end when such a twisted and damaged and selfish spirit resided in the same body as such a young and loving child.
Once word of Jax's existence reached Katherine's spirit, she took the liberty of taking over the child's body. In moments, she got to her paws and rushed out of the building she was in, her eyes a deep copper. She wandered about until she found another cat, slightly larger than her, with a less dominant WindClan scent. Immediately, she went in for the kill.
Normally weak, she now inhabited all of Katherine's power, making it incredibly easy. She climbed onto the back of the NPC, crawling forward and sinking her fangs into his neck. Using all of her strength, she dug them in deeper until he fell, clinging to his last breath. From there, she put him out of his misery, and drank his blood until her little stomach was full.
It was then that Katherine's work was done, and Ivana returned to normal. Her white paws and muzzle were stained with crimson, and she was sitting in a shallow pool of blood. For the first time since being turned, she'd harmed another being for her own personal gain, and she'd had no control over herself. To say she was disgusted with herself would have been an understatement.
Opening her mouth, she screamed bloody murder at the top of her lungs until her voice gave out. She knew it wasn't a good idea, because that meant that the others around her would be attracted to where she was and her cover would be exposed, but she did it anyway. The helpless child, unsure of what to do with the body, then began to wail.
If anyone was to show up after hearing the noise she was making, she just hoped it was Jax and Peachmoon.
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