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Mia Greene

"Screaming only makes it that much more fun."

0 · 398 views · located in New York City

a character in “The Accords: City of Secrets”, as played by WhiteTiger08

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Name: "Amelia Earheart." Mia Greene

Nickname(s): "Call me anything but my name, and I'll snap your spine." Mi-Mi, Captain

Age: "How rude." 20

Race: "I'm a baby bloodsucker, hun." Newborn Vampire

Birthday: "You just missed it." December 16

Physical Description: "I'm gorgeous, I promise."
For a vampire, Mia is frail in appearance. She is small in stature, standing at 5'5". There is no visible muscle on her arms or legs, as she is frozen in the state in which she was changed. As a human, she was a strict vegan, and her diet gave her a slim figure. Her eyes are blue, the color changing depending on her feeding. When she's hungry the color is dark; after she feeds it is a bright, menacing shade. Her hair is stick straight, falling limply to her waist in pale blonde tendrils.

Likes: "Anything about me."
  • Red
  • Night
  • Humans
  • Silas
  • Blood
  • Dancing

Dislikes: "You might as well sit down."
  • Books
  • Shadowhunters
  • The Clave
  • The Accords
  • Humans

Fear(s): "I haven't gotten any, babe."
As a human, Mia was quiet, insecure. As a vampire, she's got the speed, strength, beauty, and confidence. Though becoming what she is meant leaving behind a loving and caring family, Mia doesn't like believing she regrets it. Her biggest fear is going back to that shy girl, leaving her new life as a rebel woman.

Secret(s): "Come a little closer and I'll whisper them in your ear."
Mia has two different personalities; the shy, kind human girl, and the rebel, maniacal vampire.


Personality: "I'm a joy to be around."
The transformation from human to vampire has altered more than Mia's physical appearance. Deep inside, her mind and emotions were warped. Her once sweet and kind thoughts have caught fire, burning away inside. The ashes only grew into dark and maniacal threats, tainting her once innocent mind with things she never would have considered even thinking about. Walking past humans makes her jumpy, and resisting the urge to pounce and kill is to difficult to bare.

Behind the evil, too-confident vampire is a little girl hiding in the recesses of her mind. All in all, Mia never left her old self behind like she claims. She tries so hard to fit in with the others; hiding the fact that killing the innocent disgusts her. Monsters always clouded her dreams as a child. Now, as both an adult and monster, she can't decide whether she's frightened or fascinated.

History: "Might want a beer."
Mia's life was extremely mundane before she was changed. She was attending a local college, not wanting to leave her parents so soon. Her parents were more than happy to keep their little girl at home, providing her with an office and any other supplies she would need. School was a major priority in the Green house. In her early education, she was taught that anything less than a A was unacceptable. Her parents were strict with her grades, saying that a good education was the key to a good adulthood. Mia never did much else besides schoolwork until she met Silas.

Completely oblivious to the shadow world before, learning that Silas was a Shadowhunter was extremely alarming. Mia had always been a quiet girl, never overstepping her boundaries or getting into anyone's business. School was her life, consisting of facts. Hearing that demons, vampires, angels, and all of the other supposed fairy tails were real was too much. When Silas had told her the truth, it was a week before Mia could talk to him again.

Of course, Mia couldn't bear to be away from Sailor too long. Once she got over that fact that almost everything she had learned in life was a lie, the shadow world fascinated her.

So begins...

Mia Greene's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Leigh Bellefleur Character Portrait: Dracovius Shadowbone Character Portrait: Shinta Faythe Character Portrait: Keiko Yagami Character Portrait: Mia Greene Character Portrait: Alice Maxwell
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The doorbell rang, announcing the arrival of the first guests. Sprinting to the front door, Mia made it there in less than a second. She grinned, revealing her shiny kanines. Motioning for the guests to enter, she shut the door behind them.

Soon enough, the house was full of people. Downworlders stood in every available space in the house; on the floors, stairs, tables. Wings and pale skin and warlock marks drew the eye. Everyone moved to the music, seemingly connected by the notes in that moment. The sight was empowering and creepy at the same time, giving Mia a headache. The final knock on the door startled her, something that didnā€™t usually happen. She hadnā€™t heard their approaching footsteps. Must be the guests of honor.

Opening the door, she stared at a pair of Shadowhunters. They were both cloaked in black, barely visible against the night sky. Inviting them in, Mia casted a wink across the room. In the corner stood the werewolf girl, who nodded in response. The Nephilim stood awkwardly in the entry until a warlock took both of their coats.

Mia had anticipated their cautiousness. Sure, the ā€œproblemsā€ the Downworlders had gotten into lately had all Nephilim on edge. Though from what she had heard, most of them had eased, not too concerned any longer as there was nothing more to handle. Still, Mia was determined to crack her guests, get them to also relax.

Soon enough, both Shadowhunters were drunk. All she had to do was act offended that they had not bothered to try her beer, and both of them downed a cup. Immediately Mia could see that the drink was taking its toll on them. One sip in and they craved another. One of the warlocks had given the beer that effect - she didnā€™t bother to care which. The Nephilim almost drank an entire keg on their own before staggering out of the door.

She had heard that sneaking up on Shadowhunters was near impossible what with their heightened senses and reflexes. As it turns out, alcohol greatly diminishes those abilities. The Nephilim hadnā€™t heard Mia as she walked behind them down the path. She followed them quite a bit, curious. The two staggered, tripping over their own toes. Uncoordinated Shadowhunters? Unheard of.

It even surprised Mia when she struck them each on the temple. Neither Nephilim attempted to stop her or even acknowledge her presense. Their eyes fluttered shut and they each fell to the concrete. Mia frowned at the unconscious bodies at her feet, upset that it was so easy. She had expected a fight, was excited about it even. Sadly, there wasnā€™t any time to wake them up to fight. Sighing, Mia lifted the small Shadowhunter into her arms, motioning for the werewolf to grab the other.





Leigh

Aunt Callida stood in the Silent City, shifting uncomfortably from the scrutiny of the Silent Brothers. Their scarred faces and hollowed eyes still made her shiver, though looking away would only make her seem weak. She did not want her last moments as a Shadowhunter to be remembered as weak and afraid.

ā€œCallida Pennwater: You stand in front of the Brothers to receive punishment for your crime.ā€ An eery, rough voice spoke in her mind. Like any other person, Callida never liked being in the presence of a Silent Brother. She seemed to feel them invading her mind, scraping through her thoughts, reliving her memories. Painful memories, terrifying memories; none that she wanted to visit again. Still, she bit back the urge to talk back to the Brothers; she didnā€™t want her sentencing to be any worse.

Squaring her shoulders, she spoke in her mind. ā€œI hardly think it is a crime. I found the one I love. Just because he is a mundane - ā€œ Callida was cut off mid sentence. A searing pain erupted in the back of her head. It felt as it a fire sparked in her mind. The flames licked every vein in her body, every muscle, every tendon. The fire burned her skin, making its way up her arms, legs, neck. Her knees buckled and her back arched, but she still had enough willpower to remain standing. She watched in horror as the black marks on her skin burned away, leaving her arms bare. The same happened to all of the runes on her body were striped, leaving Callida broken and ashamed. . .


Leigh groaned, still half in the dream. She watched, terrified, as her aunt was turned into a mundane before her eyes. The fire blazed behind her eyelids, threatening to burn her too. The red flames seemed to lick the sides of her mind, as if taking away her knowledge of the shadow world. No! She couldnā€™t be a mundane. . .

Desperately, she tried prying her eyes open, wanting to escape the flames. As hard as she tried though, her eyes remained stubbornly shut. Leigh mentally attempted to pry her eyelids open. In a panic, she lifted her hands to forcefully open her eyes. Her arms didnā€™t move. A numbness encased all her limbs, restricting them. Her body hadnā€™t reacted to her command. She didnā€™t feel, but rather sensed her limbs at her sides. The sensation was unnerving, making her heart race.
Leigh mentally sighed; at least she could still feel her heart.

Vaguely, last night replayed in her mind. She went back, trying to gain some kind of knowledge about her current situation. The memories became blurrier and blurrier as the night went on. Wings and webbed feet and fangs and furry ears flashed by, not creating a sliver of recognition. Faces replayed, all smiling, encouraging. . .what? A vampire with a red cup, a werewolf in the corner, Shinta with a beer-

Shinta! Where was he? Was he here too? Wherever here was. She prayed that the drug hadnā€™t taken as much of a toll on him as it had on her. He had to be awake to save them both. They had both gone to the party together in hopes to regain their former alliance with the Downworlders of the city. Of course, Leigh wasnā€™t too comfortable about going unarmed to a party without any other Shadowhunters. Apparently, the plan hadnā€™t gone as well as they had hoped. With one more struggle for control over her body, Leigh sighed, waiting for whatever to happen next.