Drake

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Drake

Postby Drake » April 10th, 2015, 8:52 pm

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IGN: DrakeSpencer

Actual Name: Drake Devin Spencer

Blood spilled/ Souls devoured: 9169

Powers: Second-sight Suction Surprise Perception Celerity(3) Stamina(3) Shadows(3) Thievery(3) Locate(3) Telepathy(3) Charisma(3)

You are sire to one other vampire, including: Mira_mckracken

Your lineage runs as follows: leandras and the master vampire Malkavian.

Your close siblings include: Aeryn Layne


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Born: December 31, 1991
Mother: Christine Spencer
Father: Adam Spencer
Sister: Autumn Spencer
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Card from funeral:
During child birth Christine Spencer passed, leaving behind two children and a husband. Autumn, new born boy (Drake), and loving husband Adam Spencer. She will always be remembered and loved, she has got her wings and is watching over her family. May god bless this family in this hard time.
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Not long after the burial of his mother, his father started to drink heavily barely tending to the new born boy. The child's sister was left with most of the work, feeding and changing him making sure he was alright in the middle of the night. Drake was mostly a quiet baby, one that didn't scream or cry too much.

As years went on he grew and learned to start taking care of himself keeping quiet when around the house. He hadn't made friends at school and the teachers worried for him, which of course lead to a teach parent meeting. He sat there silently listening to his father and the teacher talk about him as if he wasn't there, then they both looked at him.
" Why don't you make friends with the other children?" The teacher questioned him. Drake looked up with his dark brown eyes looking at both of them." Do not want to." He responded quietly. His teacher and father went back to talking before long it was time to leave, to go home, and do chores.
Life went on there were no random teacher parent meetings, if it wasn't for roll call the teachers wouldn't have realized he was there every day. School years went by Adam drank more and more, staying out late at night barely going to work. At a young age Drake set out to find a job mowing lawns, raking leaves, anything he could do to help his sister who was doing the same. This left little time to himself besides a short amount of time at night before he went to bed.
He got older and grew taller, he still remained quiet. His father grew violent when there was no more liquor in the house, just empty bottles in the trash and garbage can. Drake took the punches and the slaps along with the yelling being told he was the reason that his mother died. He took the abuse from both his father and his sister. Yes his sister as well. She had grown up listening to their father talk about how it was all Drake's fault that their mother wasn't there to help take care of them, to show them the love, to make their family whole.Just the three of them. His mother, his sister, and his father not him. He was not included, they wished him dead.
He could hear them talking each night, about him how their lives would be so much better. He had become numb to their words and just went about his normal days, putting small amounts of money to the side like the spare change he found at school or along the roads, anywhere.
Knives had always caught his attention when he got to go places, his father when he was still young gave him a pocket knife. Drake would carry it everywhere with him even to school. He still carried it with him. Drake had collected more since then sharping them making sure they all had a nice fine edge to them.
High school came around years moved by slowly more work to be done more details to be learned. He got tired of hearing the same thing over and over with just one more detail added to make everything complicated. He was ignored by the teachers because he was just that kid, he blended in with others going about skipping class and some how being counted as being there. He would return at night just to get away from the thing called family, to get away from all the yelling and hitting.
In his senior year is when it happened, classmates had caught up with him and "pushed" him around leaving him with a black eye and a bleeding nose. He didn't want to return home, he had this issue before, yet there he was standing in the living room with his father in front of him staring at him with cold brown eyes.
" You got beat up again?! Did you even fight back this time?! Or did you go hide and cry?!" Adam yelled at Drake. Drake responded in a quiet deep voice." I didn't hide or cry, nor did I fight back." Hearing those words come from his unwanted sons mouth, Adam drew back swung, a mean right hook hit Drake on the left side of his jaw. Drake fell to the floor with a thud, he could feel the blood pooling in his mouth, tasting that iron flavor yet again. " Get up!" Adam yelled as he stood over his fallen son. " Get up!" He yelled once more, when Drake didn't move Adam grabbed him by the front of his shirt and lifted him up to his feet. Fueled with rage and liquor Adam punched his son again and again.
Drake had been use to being a punching bag to his father and sister most of his life now, but this was too much. His lip had busted open causing more of his blood to leave his body, he swallowed what blood had built up in his mouth. His hands came up to grip at his father's wrist on the hand that was still holding onto Drake's shirt." Let go!" He yelled only to be punched again, black spots danced across his vision. That is when Adam grabbed Drake's neck and pinned him against the wall holding him there, while he slowly squeezed his son's throat cutting off his oxygen supply.
His lungs burned from lack of fresh air filling them, he tried his hardest to free himself. Trying to punch back but being just out of reach. Drake could feel the could touch of death's fingers working its way into his body, but a familiar weight brought out a spark of fight in the young man. His hands dropped to his sides but his fathers hand did not move from around his neck, Drakes own hand moved into his pocket taking out the pocket knife his own father had gave him, he flicked it open and thrusts it straight into the gut of the worthless thing he had to call a father. Drake brought the blade up the abdomen opening up Adam's stomach, he twisted the blade to release it from any kind of suction that might want to keep the blade inside.
Adam's eyes grew wide with surprise and shock, his fingers released Drake's neck and move to cover his bleeding stomach. Drake fell to his knees breaking out into a coughing fit, the air felt amazing when he could get in a good breath of air. Tears welled up and spilled out, he could feel the heat from where the hand had been around his throat. The smell filling his nose brought on his gag reflex, in the end his stomach revolted and spilled out onto the floor in front of him adding to the already horrible smell. He looked over at Adam who fell to his knees blinking, blood pooled around his knees soaking into the carpet. Adam stared at Drake with so much hatred as his life faded from those cold brown eyes.
Drake's eyes widened at the image Adam dying because of what he had done. His heart raced a lump formed in his throat making it harder to breathe. He had to get out and get out fast, Autumn would be home any time soon. Drake mustered up what strength he could to get up and make it to his room. He emptied out his back pack first before grabbing bits of clothing stuffing it into the bag, he had to hurry adrenalin fueled his body now. He couldn't be here when she came home it would be worse. With a zip of the zipper he threw the bag out the window, stuffed the knife into his pocket, and followed out the window after his bag leaving behind a bloody hand print.
He had ran as fast as he could during the hot summer night, sweat beaded on his skin. The blood wasn't drying on his hand or clothing where he tried to wipe it off. The adrenaline had worn off, he was growing tried, dragging his feet with each step. Drake made his body move, to keep going, he could hear the sirens blaring in the background. Autumn called nine one one to get help. this made Drake cut through fields any place dark off the normal roads.
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Years gone by since the killing, Drake had moved from city to city working his way through places. He would run into trouble it seemed to be drawn to him. The killing became easier than he expected, he did try to find work but with almost a killing or no job positions open he had to keep moving from city to city. He found shelter in some of the larger cities when winter came around. Drake had out grown his clothing he had became too tall for his pants.

A couple of years later he sank to a new low for himself killing either for money or just a place to sleep. Walking into a new city he felt a pain in his chest, this was new, he reached up placing his hand to the spot feeling a wetness to the spot. He moved his hand back to look at his blood covered finger tips. This couldn't be happening, he opened his mouth to yell out for help but found that no sound would come out. He fell to his knees first then landed on the ground with his cheek pressed against the concrete, black spots filled his vision as it became harder for him to breath.
He could see Adam's face that cold dead, hate death stare. There the last thump of his heart he felt something move his body. His heart was done, he was done. That was the end of Drake Spencer, at least that was his last thought.
His body was dragged away from sight and stuffed up against a dumpster for the rats and other creatures to eat on. His bag long gone now just left was the still bloody pocket knife he had use to kill Adam and only Adam.
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Later that night.

Air rushed into his lungs causing a coughing fit, his throat burned as his chest ached. His mind blanking for several moments from its shock of being cut off from blood and oxygen carried by the blood. He shook his head and groaned from the pounding that rose from with in it. Steam rose off his soaked body, it was raining still. Drake just wanted to curl up into a ball and lay there, he'd rather be dead than alive at this moment everything hurt. Movements hurt, thinking hurt. His body froze.


"'Be my little spy Drake Spencer, be my silent killer, go out and find the one named Thomas. I want you to end him. You will find allies with in the shadows if you need help.'"


The voice rang in his head over and over again. It wasn't something he wanted to hear again and again, he wanted the deep rumbling voice to go away faster than it was.

He slowly began to remember what all was told to him, about what he now was. A demon, a .. his eyes squinted focusing.. A shadow demon, that feeds off.. human souls. He closed his eyes speaking quietly." Thomas then my killer." He heard something hit the ground, this caused him to reopen his eyes to look for this object that created the noise. A bullet, he squinted. Yes it was a bullet sliver in color, but before he could find out for himself his body said no more making him pass out.
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Re: Drake

Postby Drake » August 4th, 2015, 1:47 am

Drake had been travelling back and forth from his home town to RBC. The kid that was left bloody and bruised returned moving through the shadows to keep himself hidden. He was a predator right? A thing that could end a life with an easy movement, but that wasn't what he was here for. He wanted to see the house, the one he escaped from, he moved out onto the side of the road in the daylight as to not to cause too much suspicion. He took in a deep needed breath shoving his hands into his pockets as he walked along in the hot July day. His heart was pounding he was nervous, he knew the Thing that helped create him was gone. Deep down he would always remember what happened, the blood, the cold touch creeping up his limbs, and that hateful gaze from his father.

Without realizing it his hand had lifted up to rub his neck, he sneered shoving the hand back in his pocket pushing forward down the road the house coming into view. Karma had got him back good a shot to the heart upon arriving in Ravenblack City. His shoulders were tense as he grew closer, the white siding and the black shutters to the one story home stood out like a sore thumb. The grass hadn't been cut but the house itself looked fine, he came to a stop in front of it. He had an excuse to walk up and inside the place.. But now he just needed the courage to do it. His feet refused to move to make him move forward as he stared at the house. Maybe no one lived there.. Maybe they were just keeping it as a crime scene.

The front door swung open to his surprise two boys ran outside with a man right behind them laughing. " Okay boys! lets get this yard mowed before mom gets home!" The man said as the boys stopped and stared at Drake. Drake swallowed hard as the man looked at him before placing himself between his boys and Drake. " Can I help you?" He asked as the children peaked from around him looking up at Drake.

Drake focused taking his hands out of his pockets. " Uh yeah.. " He said bringing a piece of paper out of his pocket opening it up." My mother told me about some family that lived in this house and sent me out to see if I could get in touch with them. Are you related to the Spencer's?" He asked, he hated to say the last name but it had to be said. The man looked over Drake before he shook his head." No I'm not.Don't know any Spencer's from around here." He said. Drake nodded." Thanks then." He tried to look sorrowful to gain some kind of compassion from the man in front of him but no luck." Guess there is a library around here I can look things up." Drake said as he stepped back before turning and heading off down the road. He could hear one of the boys ask " Daddy who was that?" But after that he had walked to far away to hear of an answer.

'Well shit. Now I have to go digging, it would have been surprising if she did still live in that house. I don't blame her if she did leave this town all together.' He thought to himself as he walked further into the small town that seemed to have grown in his absence. To the library he went to use the computers there in search of his sisters name starting from that night. He was hunched over in the chair staring at the computer scrolling through things clues here and there. He searched the old news papers squinting looking for her name then bam there is was. She was married now with kids and... His eyes darkened for a brief moment until the words sunk in. A cancer walk for the residents of the town, there in the list of names was Autumns' name. He sat back in the chair even through the shit she put him through she was still his sister.

He cleared his part of the history of the computer just in case things happened, he wiped off the keyboard and mouse even the back of the chair were he touched to pull it out. He knew where to find her now all the way on the other side of town in the nicer area it seemed, he made his way out into the hot glaring sun shoving his hands in his pockets once more. He'd just check in right? He wouldn't talk just kind of be that creeper that goes through the town no one knows.

He stopped on the other side of the street to look at the yard and two story house at the address it said his sister lived in. the yard recently mowed, there was laughter coming from the backyard. His feet moved on their own stepping onto the street only to jump back as a car blew its horn flying through the neighborhood. Drake lifted his hand giving the middle finger to the driver. He sighed looking back to the yard there two boys stood looking at him. One with blonde hair the other with dark brown, they both had those dark almost black eyes. Drake swallowed hard looking at them, those eyes he knew them they were his nephews. His heart beat against his chest as he backed up slowly towards treeline to disappear in the lengthening shadows. Walking around the house there his sister stood calling for them both to come back around to the back.

She just looked weak but was trying to make the best of everything. Drake wasn't as brave as he thought he was. He dipped out to return to Ravenblack for a few weeks. He would return though to check on things, his last visit dealt bad news she was in the hospital. He found his way there using his powers as a demon to slip in and lurk in the more darker parts of the place scoping out in search of the room. There on the corner room she laid there looking out towards the window, he hated being what he was at this point, being able to see her soul. He closed the door stepping out from behind it as lightning hit off in the distance the first droplets of water hit against the window.

" Autumn." He said quietly his voice rumbled within his chest. Autumn turned her head she had gotten so skinny and pale it was amazing she was still fully there. "Who are you?" She asked as Drake stepped closer to the bed. He hated to see her like this, she had family to watch after to take care of, her boys looked fine. Not how they both looked at that age. Drake took a deep breath in stepping alongside of her bed so she could get a better view of him. Her eyes widened as her heartrate spiked." Please calm down, I used different ways to get into this place away from the cameras." He said to her. It didn't help her." You've come back to kill me!" She yelled her body shifting away from his.

Drake's jaw set if she wasn't like she was he would have shook her." If I came to kill you you'd be dead already. I came back to see everything. to see what happened to explain.." He said before he looked down noticing the nurse call button was pressed, his eyes narrowed at his sister those dark brown, almost black, eyes turning a deep crimson. He backed away, lightning hit the building making the power flicker. In that moment of darkness he left her there before the nurses ran in to calm her down Drake was outside staring up at the window. Car doors slammed in the parking lot there were what he assumed was her husband and her two boys. One stopped noticing him, he started to walk over.

Drake turned his head those crimson colored eyes locking on to the boys stopping him in his tracks as it began to pour. Drake turned and walked away he would be back again tomorrow to try again. He didn't have the power to change her like the others did. He had the power to kill but nothing else.

At the weeks end Autumn was out of it enough that Drake could sit down in the window. He had explained everything to her, about their father's death, his own death, what he was and other creatures. He manged to unscrew the the window and take it out to let fresh air in. The storms had finally rolled through and were now letting the sun out to play." Is it scary? Dieing?" She asked he just gave a shrug." All depends on how you go Autumn. I'd focus on something that just makes you happy as you go." He said looking out the window to down below in the parking lot. There the same car was pulling in, he went about putting the window back in like nothing happened and stepped behind the door opening it up until his body was hidden. He was sure he would have at least one more day until she passed.

Drake was about to leave when her husband and boys walked in the room when the sound hit his ears, the sound of the heart monitor signaling her heart had stopped beating. His head turned around as his jaw set, the nurses and doctor rushed in doing their best to restart the heart, but it was too late. He could see her soul floating there staring down at the body it just left, it turned to look at the commotion in the room. Drake bit his tongue hard enough to force the black blood that flowed through his veins to start pooling in his mouth. He couldn't say anything there was so much more to say and he couldn't. Not anymore.

Her soul departed as the doctor called it a few moments after the family was rushed out so they could work. Drake only had a few moments then, to step out and lightly touch the cooling hand." I.. I'm sorry Autumn.." He got out as a few droplets of his blood hit against the floor sticking out like a sore thumb in the room beside the bed. He let go of her hand and fled to the shadows before the door burst open with her husband rushing in.

It was over she was no more, as far as the blood relatives knew he was dead as well or at least should have been dead. He had to watch over the nephews. He didn't want their father turning out like his was. He would never let that happen.
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Postby Drake » October 7th, 2016, 1:14 am

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