Phiasco-A Child of Ghosts
Leandra Chani(sha-nee) Sandston-(Phiasco-A Child of Ghosts)
looks (human)
-black hair-short-side bangs that cover 1 eye
-light purple eyes
-pale skin/black full body tattoo(flameing harness)
-usually wearing jeans and a slightly slutty top
looks (ghost)
-black hair-short-side bangs that cover 1 eye
-light purple eyes-1 almost white eye (blind)
-pale skin-black/light blue full body tattoo(flaming harness w/ blue around the edges)
-tight black pants that are slit up the side that flare at the ankle and a wrap around top with straps hanging just below the shoulder also a floor length black/silver veil wrapped around her so you can't see her eyes
History
• 18 year old girl that is quite a b***h and loves a fight, was born to a slut and one of her customers that abandoned her at an orphanage where she met Flint, she routinely goes out into the "broncs" and challenges the first person who comes her way, who is usually a demon or a vampire.
• Her family has always been the Keepers of the Ghost's gate but since she is an orphan no one has told her that. She does know that she is a really good fighter, that the things that she fights at night aren't human, and that the things she fights don't know that she is human. Her full body tatoo is the key to her way of being in touch with the ghost world. It glows when she is summoning power, calling ghosts, and opening/closing the gate between. When the Ghost Gate is open they invade every world and every demention including Heaven and Hell, so obviously the angels and demons aren't to happy about her.
PROLOUGE
Leandra lay, curled almost in half, on the ground just outside of a small, shaby looking old house. Being 18 she was a rebelious b***h an loved a good fight. Her cropped dark hair was flug over her face from when she had fallen. A shadow was standing over her, a long shadow. The only thing was that when she fell it was because she had died and she was very sure of that, or had been. The hissing purr of the vampire's growl burned her ears.
"Oh, its awa-ke," the voice crooned. It pronounced its k's with a click that could have popped a window pane.
"Whell? Are you that patheti-ke that you can't even answer?? Very well then, I'll toy with you later." With that he snatched her up from the dust with a hand that had sliced open her rib cage just moments before.
"Like hell you will!!" Lee rolled the words around her mouth as if they were mint candies. A heavy shiver of cold, silver/black energy slashed through her, it was worse than the beating she had just received. Immediately the vampire dropped all ideas of taking her inside when she turned semi transparent and a thin, floorlength, silvery black veil wound around her, sheilding her "delecate" face from all the blossems of deeds well done, for the child, Phiasco, had unlocked the hungry gates of the Ghost World apon the Middle Lands.
Chap. 1
The small room seemed to crowded for all the commotion that it was being made to hold. Most police stations don't have to hold an emergency meeting of all the officers just to find one 18 year old.
"So do we know her backround?.......anybody?" The chief was just sitting down at the end of the largest sofa when the newest of the team's recruits spoke.
"We leave her alone, for the time being."
"ALONE?!?!?!?!?! SHE'S A THREAT TO THE PUBLIC!!! HAVE YOU EVER ACCTUALLY SEEN HER?!?!?! I HAD TO DEAL WITH HER LAST TIME!!!!!"
"Calm yourself Sam, send me out and you wont have to deal with her." The room was silent for a few moments.
"Out without backup? She's a hell of a fighter. Do you really know what your doing?" Sam had forgotten to sit down yet and finally pulled him self together.
"You can go, Lucifer, but always keep your raido on.....I don't want to loose a good officer."
"Yessir." Lucifer left with Sam on his heels. They walked out into the yard and exchanged a few murmured words then split. Lucifer's lips parted as he walked to his police car. A growl escaped.
"Damn b***h, you are so lucky that its me coming for you, acctually its probably better for them to." he nodded over his shoulder twards the station. When he had reached the parking lot his cruiser was waiting for him, he hated it. It was a crappy car and the door was jammed.
"Hmph, well now I don't have to take half an hour to get there. There was a crunching noise like some one's shoulder's breaking and Lucifer's wings lept from his back.
The wind in her hair was the best feeling ever but she knew it was to be short lived, she could feel the predators coming. Lee turned her face to the wind.
"A few minutes yet," and turned back to enjoy the breeze.
"Hello ghosty," the whisper was so close to her she could feel the words move the air, "What? No response? I'm disappointed...as usual." Lee was quick to act, she hated the term ghosty. Her boot came up fast but he was faster, fist, elbow, tooth, they fought. Lucifer's strong grip caught her jaw, and held it still. His other hand had both of her wrists in a hold that could only be described as a death grip. She was pinned against the wall of the garden she had been enjoying. Her legs were free and she took that to her advantage and knee-ed him in the gut. That didn't turn out as well as she could have hoped and she realized this as soon as he crushed her wrists accidentally.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!!!!!! LET GO, LET...GO!!!!!!!"
"What if I said no?" he felt a ripple of energy and the girl he was holding seemed to shift shapes, from some chick with black hair to a shimmering silver girl in a veil who had managed to reverse the pins, he was laying on his back with his wings sprawled out underneath him, useless and broken, and this transformed girl atop him with her pointed nails to his throat, their faces inches apart.
"So it is you, Lee."
"Lee should be dead, that part of me should have died, long ago, with our body, DIED OK!!!! I'm Phiasco, she doesn't even know I exist. But thats all gonna change."
"And The Gate? Will you free all your little minions too?"
"Basterd, You know they aren't minions, just......friends." the girl, Phiasco, slid away to the other side of the garden and collapsed. It was the thin, shivering, black haired girl again. Lucifer rolled over and winced, his wings were still broken and you can't retract broken wings, unless you wanted them to be worse, he did any ways. Lee was hissing.
"Well Lee....are you finished?" She darted from him, over the wall.
"Beeep Beeep BEEEEEEEEP!!!"
"Lee? Lee ya gotta get up? School? Breakfast? Ya know there is a routine, remember?" Flint had been knocking on the door of Lee's silent bedroom that she had all to herself. All the other kids in the orphanage except her and Flint had to share rooms. They only got away with it because they almost killed their room-mates.
"OWW!!! I'm coming, OWWWWW!!!! OW OW OW OW OW OW OW!!!!!!!!"
"You ok in there?"
"Ya, ow, fine."
"Jeez what hurts so much?"
"Nuthin'...Owww.." Flint rolled his eyes and opened the door, Lee was sitting in the middle of a room of mirrors next to a single candle, the curtains were drawn over the windows. She looked up from her work of slitting open her wrist to put the little broken peices of her wrist bones back together in one piece.
"NUTHIN' BULLSHIT!!!! gimme your hand."
"No, no its...not your PROBLEM!!!" Lee had bandaged her wrist and got her gloves on by then and socked him in the cheekbone.
"I'm sorry!!! I'm sorry!!!! I...I really am sorry!!!"
"C'mon lets go," Flint pulled her to her feet and walked them outside. He was careful not to touch her wrists, his face hurt.
"Hey Lee, we got a bunch of new students..."
"Why do I care?" She was in a "Bad Mood" and will be for the rest of the day...this was going to be difficult.
"Just don't flip out on them if they hit on you ok?"
"No promises," Lee had a habit of freaking out if any guy got the wrong idea about her attitude and clothing...even though it wasn't all that difficult to do so.
These are some pix I think Lee has:
her tattoo looks like this girl's:
her hair is like this:
Mind you this is Lee, not Phiasco.
