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Parents: Many would be surprised to know her father was a Criminal figure of the city. But when she was younger it was well known whom her father was. Her parents had met when her father had ordered her mother from the mail to wed.. Mail Order Bride as a child she remembered him threatening to stamp "return to sender" on her mother and send her back where she came from. Her father was a very controlling man, and Daisey learned at a young age to keep silent and behave. Her fathers friends where all criminals and so her home was full of them. Many of the toys she got as a kid fell off the back of trucks, the barbeques where filled with gun totting gangsters, and the only friend she managed to ever make or keep was the boy next door. Playing make believe as small children, slumber parties in the large tree house, playing with each others toys.

School: was always hard she was small and different from the other kids with her mothers Chinese facial features and build. She was more of a book worm but lucky for her fate would have it her best friend was large and protective. The girl at the age of 7 could hear her father beating her mother which was not un normal to the girl.. But that night was different because the police had come, her father told some story about her mother having fallen down the stairs.. She didn't understand why no one seen her mother sitting on the end of her bed. The police claimed it was trauma from the loss of her mother, but after that night it was more then her mother she would see..

The Mentor: The funeral of her mother was just another reason for her fathers criminal elements to be around and show support. She could not tell which one of them was real or which one was one of the many spirits she seen wandering around the cemetery that day. It was one of her fathers over seas contacts whom came to the funeral whom noticed the girls attention split. He could also see the things Daisey could see, finding potential in the child, he began to train her to harness her gifts at a young age.

Teenager Years: Junior High school is when she first seen Matt's temper, she was so frightened and she couldn't explain it to him. She never wanted him to feel sorry for her, she never told him about the things that went on in her home. She never told him she suspected her father beat her mother to death, or how many times her mother had been beaten. Perhaps what truly frightened her was that out of her entire life Matt was the only person who ever made her feel safe. He alone was the only one she had ever trust, her true north. It did not take her long to realize he was only trying to protect her, or perhaps it was what she convinced herself of. But she never strayed far from him, he didn't mind her weird quirks and she loved every moment spent with him.. High School was harder when it came to reputation many of the teens in her school knew who her father was, they heard there parents talk, and they avoided her. The cruelty extended to whispered taunts of her parents criminal element or her mothers death.. She kept this also to herself, her fears that Matt would be embarrassed of her. He was the best friend she could ask for, he even took her to dances, when no other wanted to be associated with her, in or outside of school.

The Runes she Carved: Matt had come to her for those runes for that power to become that which he had been born to be.. She would have done anything not to be the person to do that to him, but he insisted it be her. She had no right to question his motives after all he put up with her, all the secrets she kept. She had to focus through his outcries of pain as each rune was burned into his flesh and twisted the fae into his soul bit by bit.. A grueling process hat stretched and seemed like eternal torture.. She could smell the burning flesh taste it in her mouth, his screams echo in her worst nightmares to this day.. The fear of that night, the thought of loosing him forever, he was the only good thing she ever had in her entire life, and she brought nothing but pain to him.. He had barely made it through the process, but she would never forgive herself.. The Guilt and nightmares would continue to follow and haunt her to this day.

Never alone forever lonely: Her fathers death was not unexpected, another act of violence, his death met by rival gang members. She had not minded hen the spirit of her dead mother had hung around but having her father lurking after death was more then unsettling. Half way between the living and the dead, her only ray of light in a city of blood and corruption... Matt she knew she didn't deserve his friendship, and his tattoos where a constant reminder of the pain she caused of the time his life hung by a thread, do to her influence. The only nights she managed to get rest is those moments when he was with her, cause those where the times she could wake and see he was okay and not suffering from the wounds she created.

The Spirits of the Dead: Her job as a medium keeps her fed, clothed and armed for her survival. The city holds few allies and her job affords her the freedom to work when the spirits can afford her to.

Newbie Mask Survival: So survival was the way things had been for her and matt, and there where tricks of the trade when every dollar mattered. Some times you had to steal to get by.. Nothing big or important, but perhaps a box of toiletries or some parts she could scrape together to help her craft a better weapon in the junk yard that Matt worked for. Having despite all odds she grew into a Vigilante who couldn't afford her own toilet paper it seemed. Since breaking into places to get what she needed to survive was important it would be no surprise that she was some what decent at sneaking in a opened window.. For these moments she turned to what many call the Newbie Mask, its a super Villain or Super Hero or Vigilante's costume that hides there identity. Wearing a mask keeps you off Video cameras and make it so people can't recognize you in public if they see you.

So this one night she breaks in and as she is sneaking to the bathroom to snag some toiletries for the house she sets off and alarm !!!

The guard comes running he is screaming at the top of his lungs.. "Stop right there, that's the third time this month!!"

Dropping the toiletries she tried to talk to him, but he shot at her, so she ducked for cover, crying out that she meant him no harm. But then his voice changed and he said something sinister..:: We know what you really are, we know you have been killing the zombies in the morgue.. The Dark ones don't approve of your interference and they will reward me for my loyalty.. ::at that he made a couple more shots in her direction hitting her shoulder as he got closer.. She shot wide and yet it hit him in his throat and he bled out..

Corruption at the Core: The cops come she tossed her gun aside, tried to speak to them but she was still wearing that mask. Like Bat man like Cat Woman like Dead Pool she always wore the mask on her jobs.. This cop knew hers and he cut her off saying.. "The dark ones will be pleased when I bring you there head!" Now she had no gun and was staring down the barrel of a police officers gun, he shot and she used her ability to "Jump" into the air summersault over his head landing behind him with her massive Fang Sword and removing his head from his shoulders.. She didn't leave behind the box of toiletries but now she had so many more questions.. who where these dark ones, and why where they targeting Sorcerer's??

After Healing: After she had healed and regained enough energy it was time to put more effort into figuring out what was happening here in the Abandoned Morgue, this is where the ritual altars where located, this is where the sorcerers came to do there rituals. Some one had opened some sort of portal or broken some sort of summoning spell, the place was constantly spawning zombies. It was dangerous and by the grace of those few who risked life and limb to fight back the tide they where slowly being kept at bay, localized to this one area. This was the only rea where one could obtain the skill to learn how to properly translate runes and work the magic's of enchanting or location targeting. She was meeting all sorts of individuals in this place also fighting the undead hordes. Like a old episode of the walking dead, there was even a retired cop that was there one night fighting the creatures till utter exhaustion.. Few of them had proper weapons, they are all rusted and ancient looking as if they will turn to dust in there grip.. I had acquired my Fang Long Sword Blade from the auction house and it did me just fine. Having a good weapon was essential to survival, but my gun was nothing more then a pocket Pistol, I had better aim the one time I threw it then all the times I shot it.

Banking: Having opened an account at a bank, I been saving all the money, I have been acquiring with my job as a medium and the cash I make from the dead bodies in the Morgue at night. Trying to get up the cash to get a Descent apartment for Matt and myself, it would be nice to finally have a place that consisted of more then one room. But I am getting better at handling the household income and finding profit in things I never seen as profitable before. For example did you know people will pay a high price for zombie ears? I seen this man hunting Zombies in the Morgue, he was making a necklace out of there ears, and I shook my head in disbelief..

1.) Zombie ears can bring you a profit don't ruin a profitable income for impractical lack of fashion sense.

2.) If you do get infected and turned into a Zombie you now are wearing all your friends ears and that's just not cool in any society.

All in all watch out for the Zombies in the Morgue or the people who use there body parts as accessories to garments covered in zombie entrails.. Remember apartments start at 100,000 bucks not easy to acquire so don't waste your cash if you can help it. Not all cops are Legit some work for the Dark ones and so do the guards so if your in the need for toiletries be careful where you break in..

Matt hunts beside me... I turn to what I think is a zombie shambling up behind me, instead its my favorite paladin Matt Murdock. All bleeding like he got bit up, I pulled my blade to take out his infected leg and he stopped me.. I guess Zombie bites don't affect Paladins like they do normal people.. I would have felt horrible if I chopped off his leg when it was completely un necessary, I assumed that they just did not effect Sorcerer's due to it being some sort of ritual gone wrong here in this abandoned morgue. We still have not unlocked the mystery of the dark ones, but at least Matt and I knew now that some one was behind this, and we where foiling there evil plot!

The two of us sat there.. exhausted in the abandoned warehouse watching zombies shuffling by, not noticing us at first.. I noticed the blood on the floor between our broken bodies and reached out with my finger, using the warm crimson colored D.N.A to draw a heart.. Then I looked over at him from behind that ridiculous newbie mask I was wearing, with those big black almond shaped eyes of mine, the outter rim colored dark blue..

I seen him smile.. for the moment it was just us in that abandoned warehouse and I could see the happiness reflected back in his eyes.. He spoke out loud, confessing he loved me to but the sound attracted the zombies.. what energy we had we both pulled out our fire arms and wound up showered in a explosion of zombie entrails as the shots hit true.. mostly his shots my pocket pistol is in serious need of replacement..

AHHHH!!??? VAMPIRES!!! There in the abandoned warehouse as im trying to kill me some zmbies I spied something extra discusting.. This was not a zombie, it looked and dressed like one of the normal people that was in here. A regular person trying to stem the flood of undead zombies breaking from the nether realms.. But no it WAS NOT!! This creature in Sheeps clothing was an opertunist. She watched as Alexander Knight seemed like any other person yet fangs erupted from his mouth and he fed on the blood of a mortal right before her eyes.. She stayed hidden watching observing.. She would have to tell Matt of this phenomena some thing was not right here.. And if there where Vampires what next? What else? How many knew? Did they serve the Dark ones that hunted her kind? This was possidbly the missing link to the bigger picture that they had been trying to unravle.