ABILITIES

General

Predatory instinct, Enhanced senses (Hearing, Smell, & Night vision), Enhanced condition (Durability, Speed, Stamina & Endurance), Enhanced bite, Blood Empowerment, Enhanced reflexes.

Bathory

Daytime walking, Rose petal swarming (teleportation), Telepathy (only with her fledgelings and partner bonded by a blood oath)

BATHORY COMMON: SIRED BY AN UNKNOWN TEPES ELITE

Jung Jiwoo originated from South Korea, having moved to St. Petersburg at the age of eight with her parents and younger brother, who was merely three at the time.

Jiwoo never remembered a time before the war, however, she did have happy memories from before they were forced to emigrate to the only city that seemed intact. Sure, it was overrun by vampires, but her father and mother did their best to make them feel safe, feel as though they were living a normal life. Maybe that was what ruined her family, possibly that false sense of security made them unaware that they were being watched.

It was her twenty-fifth birthday, the night that they were attacked. It had started off with her mother, then her father fell as well. Jiwoo was scared, terrified, and despite having lost so much blood, she could see, very discreetly, how her little brother, Hoseok, tried to hurt the very vampire that killed their parents. A shocked noise sounded from her, a gurgle from her trying so hard to tell the vampire to get away from him. It seemed to work, as the vampire's attention was brought back to her.

The male had red eyes that traveled over her body, and his voice, it made her skin crawl. He sounded like a beast as if there was no ounce of humanity in them. The vampire muttered something about her beauty, something about her and the Bathory house. She could not understand, she didn't know what it was he wanted, that is until he dragged her out of the house by her hair.

Jiwoo screamed and kicked around, hoping to have her path be found. But alas, the snow was too heavy that night, covering her tracks until she was brought to the cave. It was here that she was turned. The immense pleasure that she felt until she came to shake hands with death was immense. And just as she thought she had a hold, just when she thought she was dead, pain filled her entire body.

The night was excruciating, her pain lasted all throughout the day, and the moment that she was able to stand again, the sun was just setting. 

Jiwoo took the opportunity to get away, she tried her best to get out of the forest, to find her family once more...but the hunger...her thirst...it was too much. It was so much that she attacked an innocent man in the woods. It was in that moment...that Jiwoo found out that she was turned into the very monster that she was afraid of. The very monster that may have killed her parents. So she made her way to St. Petersburg in the dark of the night, not wanting to show her face to her brother...if he were alive that is.