Name: Alice Angelina Dantes

Age: 19

Sex: Female

Hometown: Paris, France

Orientation: Bisexual- prefers men. Mainly Vance.

Appearance:
Height - 5'3 and a 1/2
Weight -125lbs
Eye color -Sapphire blue
Hair - Crimson and very long
Frame - Trim
Apparel - Either the look in the picture or a pair of pinstriped shorts and a black and purple swimsuit top.
Other - Piercings include: A hoop barbwire earring in my cartilage on my left ear, two in my lobes on each side, sapphires and diamonds. Sometimes a hoop and a long Indian style earring in each as well. Depends on my mood. Keepsakes from my grandparents....
Tattoos - A tribal butterfly who's wings are fire. It's body is the Aries symbol. My zodiac sign. A Garder belt on my right side that's made to look like barbed wire with a bow cutting into my skin. On my left is a garter belt. Just a plain one. White and pink and innocent. Behind my left ear are my son's initials.....behind my right are my husbands. I have a butterfly of shattered glass on my left leg, it rests on a bleeding ruby rose, on the side of my lower thigh that spirals down my leg, accompanied by falling glass and stops as the end wraps around my foot. Then there's the beat up and old looking pirate skull with gold and jewels dripping like blood from beneath it and from it's mouth and eyes that rests on the right side of my belly, with the words beneath it "Not all treasure is gold and silver" (So we're clear. I reserve all rights for these tattoos. they're all originally mine. Thanks!)
Jewelry - My Engagement Ring. Made of platinum and shaped into a skull-and-cross-swords with ruby eyes, diamond teeth and black diamond handles for the swords...My Grandmother's ring i wear on my right hand. Same finger as my engagement ring.

Personality: Though I'm slightly more friendly than Vance, I can be very cold and unfeeling when the mood strikes me. Depends on how people try to talk to me usually. I can also be a know it all, but only when I know I'm right.

Their Story: You want to know my story.......Why?
What's it to you?.................. Fine.
I never knew my father, and my mother was a prostitute in the streets of Paris. Originally my mother had gone out to Paris for college, but the night life and drugs were too much for her to resist. The woman always loved drugs. So I spent 11 years amongst the flashing lights, bumping beats, exotic dress, the sexual and drug addicted world of the Paris clubs. When I was 11 my mother decided i was old enough to stay home for a week with barely any food in the house and no electricity while she was out on one of her binges. When I was finally found Social Services took me and shipped me back to Reno, where my grandparents resided. It was that point in my life, as i sat next to the social services lady, so very scared and alone, i decided i was never to depend on another soul but myself. Because i knew was the only person i really had. That's when the Martial Arts classes and the weaponry classes began. Up until graduation I played the Lone Wolf role in my high school. Normal teens were just so.....Typical and not to mention obnoxious. And making friends with the stuck up bitches in high school was not worth my time. I stuck mostly to my Martial Arts classes and my studies. I never played the attention whore, why? So I can rank my worth by what some douche bag jock thought. pardon me while i puke. Honestly I was rather relieved when people finally forgot i existed. And as a result of my hermited lifestyle i ended up graduating a full two years early. But instead of going to regular college i chose to better the world instead. I dedicated my time to the teaching and practicing of Martial Arts and Weaponry. When I was seventeen-almost-18 I walked into a tattoo parlor my friend owned for my first tattoo and met a boy named Vance. Seeing as i had spent my entire life depending on myself it was strange i was so attracted to him. He came from a shadowed background himself, with a less than perfect mother and father, or so i hear. I never met them. Don't think I'd want to.

Well, if it's it's obvious we feel deeply in love, and it was time to share my deepest secrets with him. The only man I'd ever cared about other than my grandfather. And he accepted me for how i was, though i was denied the one thing a woman wants most. Thanks to my druggie mother. Ugh. I never second guessed the man i had found, never.

Once Vance had officially moved in, we were driving home one night and happened to stumble upon my destiny. A boy with no mother, not even a name. My son.....My only son....Danny. I'll never forget the next two years. We had a real family....That was the only time i ever had one. But naturally the one thing i never thought i would have was snatched from me. A virus had broken out, and was said to be doing strange things to it's victims...The virus that was killing others had somehow reached my grandparents. My grandmother came home screaming one morning for help. She was bleeding profusely from a bite mark on her hand. She woke the entire house, almost causing my heart to stop. Danny had spent the night sleeping in my bed and i remember her screaming about a girl who bit her. SHe'd been out jogging when a girl ran up and attacked her. she was in hysterics as my grandfather tried to stop the bleeding. I should have know by the way she was breathing that she was dying....Vance had been out all night with his friends and wasn't home when it happened. First my grandfather came in...Dead.....He lunged for us as my grandmother slowly made her way in behind him, both of them moaning and snarling. Danny was bit trying to keep them off of me. I watched as my son died and turned into one of those things.....And I snapped. If Vance wouldnt've come home I wouldn't be here. That's all I'm willing to shared of that story. After the death of my Grandparents and Danny, the relationship between Vance and i turned rocky.....Sometimes I just want to kill him. And others.....I cant imagine how i ever lived without him.

Quote: "I look to like, if looking liking move, but no deeper will i endart mine eye than your consent give it strength to fly." Juliet, William Shakespeare's: Romeo and Juliet.

Theme Song: I Will Not Bow by Breaking Benjamin

Weapon of Choice: Chakran Blades

Secondary Weapon: Her grandfather's .44 Magnum

Profession: Martial Art's and Weaponry Master

Skills: I know when I'm being lied to. I'm not singing my own praises but i am intelligent. Don't like it? I don't really care. Let's see....I can kill someone with my bare hands. I'm sufficient with almost every weapon on this planet, so naturally my weapons change as i find them....Usually.

Mental State: Rather healthy for a woman who's own family tried to kill her after being infected. Thanks for asking.

Family and Relations:
Mother: Dead, i hope.
Father: Never knew if he was alive or not. Never cared.
Vance: Fiance - Alive
Danny: Adoptive Son - Undead
Grandparents: Deceased

Current Flame: Vance Belmont

Currently Traveling With: Vance, Jake, The Doctor, and Alfred.