- Messages
- 5
- OOC First Name
- Malynne
William had never been a particularly noble man to anyone, including his family and the many children he had spawned in the passion of a brief one night stand. He had not spared a glance to many bastards he helped conceived and for that he was hated by many. Their were few that William actually attempted to take care of. A woman he remembered, Harlow Winters was one of them. His kindness and patience had worn off quickly, and the honeymoon ended before it could even begin. He slowly begin to despise the little girl, and her mother and they soon found themselves beaten up many times. It was a short lived relationship, and finally he took off, leaving them in the dead end neighborhood, prey to the bad sort that frolicked in that part of town. William didn't feel any remorse for his decision. In fact, he didn't even remember the little girls name. That was the case for many of his children.
His debts to certain shady organizations were through the roof and his negligence in picking up the bill had resulted to where the only payment acceptable was his head on a silver platter. Williams most recent and perhaps one of the only few regrets he had ever had in his life time was the death of his current and ideal family. He was tiring of the game of sleep and run with random women, and decided to marry the first agreeable and pretty one he found, and that was Jane. His lovely, pale and beautiful Jane. She had spent most of her life researching and hunting vampires, an aggression that was not apparent outside the job. He fell in love with her, and stayed in love although his one night stands and other spawnings continued regardless of marriage.
William gave her six wonderful legitimate children; they were adored by Jane, and causally accepted by William. His liking for children wasn't much, and he preferred them to be out of his way, which explained the many business trips. Life was good to them, and Jane was blissfully unaware of any extra marital affairs. The day of the fire was what made William leave the country for good. He knew it was only a matter of time before his shady dealings caught up to him. The fire could not be explained; the perpetrator was a clever one, able to slip out of a tight spot in just the nick of time. His family had perished in the flames, and now he knew that his life would be the next one to be taken.
It was a warning. He needed to leave the country and find a new identity. Luckily, his job sent him away to New York City, and he was able to blend in with the crowds. It had been a year since the fire, and nothing happened to worry him that his past would soon catch up with him.
No, his life was not what he expected. William knew this to be true. His crimes committed against the weak hearts of women, and the innocent hearts of children was something he did not regret. His only regret was the consequences that seemed to want to follow him everywhere he went.
[ID #7341309]
His debts to certain shady organizations were through the roof and his negligence in picking up the bill had resulted to where the only payment acceptable was his head on a silver platter. Williams most recent and perhaps one of the only few regrets he had ever had in his life time was the death of his current and ideal family. He was tiring of the game of sleep and run with random women, and decided to marry the first agreeable and pretty one he found, and that was Jane. His lovely, pale and beautiful Jane. She had spent most of her life researching and hunting vampires, an aggression that was not apparent outside the job. He fell in love with her, and stayed in love although his one night stands and other spawnings continued regardless of marriage.
William gave her six wonderful legitimate children; they were adored by Jane, and causally accepted by William. His liking for children wasn't much, and he preferred them to be out of his way, which explained the many business trips. Life was good to them, and Jane was blissfully unaware of any extra marital affairs. The day of the fire was what made William leave the country for good. He knew it was only a matter of time before his shady dealings caught up to him. The fire could not be explained; the perpetrator was a clever one, able to slip out of a tight spot in just the nick of time. His family had perished in the flames, and now he knew that his life would be the next one to be taken.
It was a warning. He needed to leave the country and find a new identity. Luckily, his job sent him away to New York City, and he was able to blend in with the crowds. It had been a year since the fire, and nothing happened to worry him that his past would soon catch up with him.
No, his life was not what he expected. William knew this to be true. His crimes committed against the weak hearts of women, and the innocent hearts of children was something he did not regret. His only regret was the consequences that seemed to want to follow him everywhere he went.
[ID #7341309]