Daniella Faeara Avalon [Ready for Judging]

Human Life:
She remembers nothing about her human life, because she died before she was even born. She and her brother died as a miscarriage just hours away from their birth.

Rukongai Life:
Her life in the rukongai was not as difficult as it was thought out to be, especially because they were nothing but newborns when they died. Since she and her brother were twins, both of them had died before birth. They were nothing but helpless infants, escorted to the soul Society by a soul reaper who found their spirits. Soon after they arrived, a captain took pity on them and adopted them into his own noble family, helping them grow up to be beautiful and intelligent children. The Captain and his wife loved them like they were their true children, as they were incapable of having their own. By the age of 12, Daniella was one of the most beautiful children in the Soul Society.
Everyone adored her, even the squad members of her father's squad. They always played with her and treated her kindly, while her brother was treated the same. Whereas she spent most of her time with her father, riding on his back and simply sharing everything with him, her brother was more lively. He spent most of his times watching the soul reapers train. It was on their 13th birthday when his brother expressed his desire to become a soul reaper, just like their father. Daniella agreed instantly to the idea, and so began their life journey. When they were 14 years old, their father left for a very difficult mission with a full squad of soldiers. They headed off to Hueco Mundo, to face an unknown threat. The last memory of her father was of Daniella hugging her father and crying, telling him to promise that he'd come back. He promised her, and after he disappeared through the gate, he never came back. Atleast, not as a soul reaper.

The Tragedy happened when she and her brother was 16 years old in appearance. She was out in the backyard, training with her training sword on a dummy. Her brother was somewhere inside the house, along with her mother. She didn't know something was wrong until a spiritual pressure fell upon the area, strong enough to almost suffocate her from it's sudden appearance. By the time she was back up on her feet, her brother was already fighting against an arrancar. One look at him cause Daniella's blood to run cold. The arrancar was none other than her father. She was frozen in place, as her brother screamed at her to help him, that the man wasn't her father anymore. Taking this as an advantage, the man charged her. She was shoved aside before she was killed, however. Her mother had taken the hit instead. As her mother fell, bleeding and dead, she realized that her father truly was dead. This man was just a shell. This fact was farther proved when the man felt no remorse, but instead, laughed at her mother's foolishness. Rage fueled her as she sprang at him with her own zanpakutou.

And so the battle began, both her and her brother fighting for their lives against the man who was simply too powerful for them to beat. And then, her brother suddenly moved with that lightning-fast reflex of his, and ran the arrancar through the head. Another slash by her blade caused decapitation. But her joy was short-lived as she saw the zanpakutou of the arrancar protruding from her brother's chest, the tip of the blade coming out bloodied on the other end. She screamed with pain, with grief, with loss, as her brother slowly succumbed to his injuries, telling his sister to live a beautiful life for the both of them. However, shortly after his death, she went into a coma caused by shock. The shinigamis coming to check out the scene found her prone over her brother's body.

Shinigami Life:
Several years had passed when she finally awoke. But when she did awake, she was no longer the person she was. Her heart had turned cold and frozen, to prevent it's broken pieces from falling apart. She instantly went back to the academy to finish her training and to graduate as a shinigami. She excelled at close-range combat, the instructors all praising her lightning fast movements and reflexes. She was nicknamed 'The Lightning Flash' mainly because of her lightning fast parries and ripostes. She sucked at Kido though, simply because she always put too much power into a kido, causing a simple Byakurai to explode outwards like an out-of-control, zigzagging bolt of lightning. Although it was more powerful than the normal kido, it was uncontrolled and damaging to her hand, as her instructors failed to teach her to relax more when using Kido. She always put in too much force, too much effort.
Even during her spars, she showed no mercy. She was a cause of several broken bones and lacerations, simply because she never relented, always attacking with her full effort. When she finally did graduate, she was given an invitation to join squad 6. She accepted it, and with hard work and dedication, she climbed the ranks. She never slacked off nor played around. Even during free-times and day-offs, when her fellow squad-mates were doing something like drinking or gambling, she was working and training, always getting better at everything she did. More than once, she had to be ordered by her captain to relax. Several times, she had to get treatment from Squad 4 for cramped and sore muscles, even sprains. She did whatever she was asked to do with her utmost focus and concentration, always exerting herself past her limits whenever she was training to make herself stronger. When the lieutenant of the squad stepped down from his position, Daniella instantly stepped forward to take his spot. Most of the squad also supported her decision, and so she was made the lieutenant of squad 6. And that is where she is present day, the lieutenant of squad 6.

[Copy Pasted from one of my posts.]

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He looked at her for a few moments before he sighed, and then said, "I can't drag you into this Leyla. That's final."
When her hand fell down, Lucian felt a twinge of longing and emptyness at the lack of contact with her. He wanted her soft, touch on him. He needed her.

When she was still speaking about his hair, Lucian closed in on her very fast, almost pushing both of them against the wall, although not in a forced enough way to hurt Leyla. With their noses touching and almost no distance between their bodies, Lucian stood there, looking down at her eyes, those softly simmering brown eyes that hold his mind in blissful rapture. His gaze was as intense as it ever was, his cold breath mixing it's eerie tendrils with her warm ones. He gazed down at her just as she gazed down at him, admiring her beautiful looks that seemed to glow, as if they were untouchable by something like him.... Yes... He was naught but a shadow, for he could not touch such a pure being without tainting her... The lives he had taken, every single one of them, pressed down upon his mind, causing him to close his eyes and draw away, yet again coming close to making a moment between them but faltering. He stepped away from her, his face a mask, yet signs of regret and sorrow were etched onto it. "It's one of the reasons we can never be. I'll just get you covered in blood, like I do to anyone I touch." He said, almost a whisper. He turned around, walking past the stairs, to a door under the stairs that wasn't visible on first glance. It was made of metal.

He opened the door, saying, "I suggest you go upstairs and get some rest. We can't stay here forever."
Without a second glance, he passed the metal door, which led downstairs into a basement, and closed it behind him, locking it.
Walking down into the concrete basement, he flicked on the fluorescent white lights to reveal an almost bare room. The walls, though, had been painted with targets and bullseyes and riddled with holes, while in another part of the room were padded walls. Lucian's rage contorted his face as he walked briskly over to the padded wall, before drawing back his right arm and slamming a full-forced punch onto the pad, shouting, "DAMMIT!"

He had no fear of being overheard, as the basement was soundproof. He continued punched the wall, his teeth gritted and his eyes burning with fury. Each time, he swore, as he began to leave bloody imprints on the padded wall from his reopened cuts. Then, he just slid down to his knees, panting in silence as his face became a mask again... He leaned back, facing upwards as he stared up, in a slightly helpless way. If there was any divine being up there, did it like to watch him suffer like this? Did it set up all of this just so it could be taken away from him when he got too close? He screamed to release all of his pent up emotions, though none of it was heard even a bit above.

**

When sunlight was still 30 minutes away, Lucian prowled upstairs to Leyla's room, having no signs of last night's anguish other than the bandages wrapped around his right hand. He shook Leyla a bit, saying, "Get up. We leave."
Without waiting for her to dawdle, he pulled on a replacement trenchcoat, this one already filled with all of his 'goodies'. He then walked downstairs, hoping she was quick enough to catch up. Walking outside, he walked over to the garage next to the house, and quickly tapped in the 8-digit code on it's security lock. When the door was sliding open, Lucian walked over to Leyla's truck, saying, "You're truck is an issue. I think they are tracking you with it." He said, opening the door and feigning looking inside for anything of use, when in reality, he was reaching under the seat to grap his cellphone and turn it and it's tracker off. Stealthily putting it into his pocket as he came out, he close the truck door and walked back over to his now open garage. Inside, only one car sat.

It was midnight black, as black as his hair, and there was no way to describe it other than the fact that it looked ridiculously fast and expensive. It was a Lamborghini Reventon. "Get in. There's more than enough space for Tiernan as well." He said, walking over to the driver's side and opening the door, which opened upwards. Inside, the car was low-lying, almost hugging ground low, but was very, very spacious on account of it's length and width. There was some space behind the two seats, meant for suitcases or bags, which would be perfect for the wolf.

He closed his door, and when Leyla entered and closed hers, sent the inside of the car into an unnatural darkness. All of the windows were tinted heavily. He turned on the car, which purred luxuriously. Multiple electronic displays came up on the dashboard, most notably in the place where the speedometer and displays were supposed to be, where there was a large screen divided into 5 parts. The top part showed a birds eye view of the car in a wire-frame and grid-drawn way, revealing all of the car's surroundings. The partition on the bottom-left showed another greenish digital graphic. It showed the gears. The bottom right showed the speedometer, in a digital blue colored way, with multiple numerical figures. On the top right and left, which were the smallest partitions, multiple icons were showed, some glowing, some not.

It was almost impossible to feel the car reacting when Lucian smoothly drove it out of the driveway. "I suggest you buckle up." He said, smoothly and slowly driving out of the safe-house's range. Once it was out of sight, however, Lucian floored the petal and the car roared, lunging forward as it went from 10 to 80 in a matter of seconds, it seemed. And then, it was already pushing 150 miles per hour and still increasing as Lucian sped down the road with ease. The tinted glass was tinted in such a way the it was easy to see what was going on outside, but no light was too intense, as when the sun came out from the horizon, it's brightness lit up the world, but it didn't hurt the eyes of Lucian. He maneuvered onto the main road in a way only experts could have done, before speeding away from the town. It was gone from sight within minutes. "Alright, listen." He said, not taking his eyes off the road. Now that the car was crusing 180 miles per hour, it seemed to be silent, almost gliding over the road for not even a single vibration was felt inside.
"We're close enough to the east coast, so that's where we will be heading. I know cities aren't good for you. Neither are they good for me, but it's a chance we have to take. They won't expect us at the city." He said, looking in his rear view window to see a black Charger, similar to the one that had rammed Leyla's, falling into the distance, unable to keep up with their car. With a small smirk, Lucian continued in his devilish speed, at an ease that seemed like he was driving at a leisurely pace, which it was.... To him.



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AD-1

HAN: 5
REI: 13
HAK: 9
SEI: 6
BUK: 9
HOH: 13
Points Earned: 0
Total points: 55

Crucifixion

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