BELOVA, nika ivanovna

[nika]

let's go to war to make peace, let's be cold to create heat. i hope in darkness we can see, and you're not blinded by the light from me.

NIKA IVANOVNA BELOVA
nika. seventy-eight. female. heterosexual. demon. dark. rain.

State your full name please.
Don't you already know it?

It's for the record.
Nika Ivanovna Belova.

Sounds Russian, am I right?
Yes.

And, how old are you Ms. Belova?
I'm twenty-six years old.

So does this mean you are human?
What?

This is strictly confidential information you are giving me; this recording will go to no one but myself.
I used to be.

Used to be what?
Human.

What happened?
I died.

How?
I don't know, I don't remember.

So, what happened next?
They made me a guardian angel.

Is that what you are now?
No.

So you fell?
You could say that.

What happened?
My charge murdered my family so I killed him.

Oh dear, why did he or she-
He.

Why did he kill your family?
My mother was a shapeshifter, and my father was killed by association.

Why do you believe those are the reasons?
He was a hunter.

Ah, I see. Please, tell me about your parents.
Eva was my mother; Ivan was my father.

And how long ago were they murdered?
Fifty two years ago.

So how old does that make you really?
Do the math.

Hmm, twenty-six and fifty-two.. that would make you seventy-eight years old, am I correct?
Bingo.

And when is your birthday?
August 13, 1933.

So earlier when I asked if you had fallen, you said, "You could say that." What exactly did you mean?
I'm a demon.

Alright, and I'm assuming you know of the occurring war?
I wish I didn't.

Since your charge was a hunter, I'm going to assume again that you are on the dark side?
I'm on the right side.

The right side? What do you mean by that?
Hunters are to supernaturals as the KKK was to African Americans. Hunters are ignorant, killing out of a fear of the unknown. I was protecting a hunter, and he killed my family. I painfully watched him murder faeries, vampires, angels, demons, shapeshifters, all of that jazz.

Why didn't you stop him?
It was my duty to protect him from harm.

Yet you were the one who killed him?
He killed my family, and that's when I told Heaven to go fuck itself.

You believe you did the right thing?
No, I know I did.

What are your beliefs about the war?
The hunters are ignorant. This world had the potential of living in equality and peace, but I have long given up on that belief. This world isn't fair, it never has been. Yet that doesn't mean that those who are gifted should be discriminated against. Fuck the humans for their arrogance, they have no idea what they are getting themselves into.

So you associate all humans with hunters?
I didn't at first, but you can't be on both sides. Plus, I despise the human race's false sense of superiority.

So you don't like humans?
I don't really like anyone. In this world, it's every man for themselves. You can't trust anyone but yourself. Well.. you shouldn't trust anyone but yourself.

What do you like?
Vengeance.

Anything else?
Sex, fast cars, materialistic stuff I suppose. I do like flowers though, and cherries. Cherry is my favorite flavor.

Haha, well that's good. Do you prefer winter or summer?
Winter, definitely. I like the cold.

Do you have any hobbies?
Not really. I can't sing or dance. I don't play an instrument. I can act though. You'll never know what I'm actually feeling, I don't even know what I'm feeling anymore. Intense emotions are a distant memory to me.

Well, you are a demon.
Hah.

Do me a favor and describe your physical appearance - height, weight, body type, hair and eye color, etc.
Err, I'm 5'7" and slim. I weigh around 125 pounds. I have naturally brown hair although I get it highlighted once a month, it's also naturally wavy. I have blue eyes, but depending on what I am wearing or the lighting they can be somewhat green or grey.

Haha, you seem much more comfortable answering that than of any of the other more personal questions I had asked before.
I guess.

Well, we're about to get personal again. Past relationships?
Define relationship.

Friendship, boyfriend, girlfriend, relationships with parents, etc.
Ah. I don't associate myself with the term "relationship."

What do you mean?
Friends are just the people I would go out with. My parents are family, and family is the only thing that matter to me. Since my family is gone, nobody matters to me.

Do you not believe in love?
I believe in it. My parents were in love, but I don't believe in relationships.

Explain.
There is no point in dating someone you don't plan on spending the rest of your life with.

Don't you need to date someone to figure that out?
I'd hope you knew the person well enough before you date them.

Do you see love in your future?
No.

Why not?
I'm not tying myself down for eternity, are you joking?

Well, I guess when you have forever, it is a bit different.
Shouldn't be, though.

You seem conflicted about this subject.
Perhaps.

Well do you have any past relationships?
When I was human, yes.

And what happened?
I died.

Oh. That's unfortunate.
Hah.

Hmm, let's see. What else is there to ask, do you have any secrets?
Why would I tell you?

Remember, this is confidential.
Confidential or not, I'm not going to say anything.

Please, it's just for the record.
I was in love with my charge.

That explains the bitter attitude toward love.
--

Do you have any strengths or weaknesses?
When I want something, I get it. Not in a selfish brat sort of way, but in the way that I know how to get what I want. Everything with me is non-personal. I kill you, don't worry - it's nothing personal. Weaknesses? I have to have my own back at all times, since I don't allow others to have my back. I don't like people, I don't want to necessarily be affiliated with any. I'm alone, but I'm not vulnerable.

Well, it seems as though I've run out of questions. You are free to go, Ms. Belova.
Bye.

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PERSONALITY --
SUPERFICIAL BITCH -- One could say that the blood running through Nika's veins is ice cold - for one, she is technically dead, but also because she really does not seem to have any emotions whatsoever. Well, any positive emotions are entirely absent. Hatred glazes over her blue eyes, and a wicked smile carelessly caresses her lips. Nika is irritable, just the smallest of things can set her off - which is unlucky for most because nobody is technically safe around her. Safe in the sense that she does not care who you are, if you piss her off she will go after you. Shallow? You could say so. She doesn't have any real friends, some may appear as friends but in reality they don't know her at all. She'll go out with people for drinks, and listen to their stories, but no secret is safe once it's been told to Nika. She'll use anything she can to move closer to her goal - whatever goal it may be - and if that means throwing someone under the bus, she wouldn't even blink an eye.

MATERIALISTIC -- Nika loves adrenaline, addicted to adrenaline may be more accurate. She loves fast cars and motorcycles: Lamborghini, Ferrari, Audi, Mustang, Subaru, all that jazz. She'll use guys, she'll steal, she'll do anything just to feel that rush. She loves clothes, but not in a girly sort of way, more like she always needs to look good. She always feels a need to look her part - collected and intimidating. One would never see her in sweatpants and a t-shirt, she is always dressed to impress yet it seems almost effortless.

CAUTIOUSLY RECKLESS -- Nika, going hand in hand with adrenaline, loves to have fun. She'll set a building on fire just to feel the heat of the flames; she'll run a stake through someones heart just to watch the life fade from their eyes. A wicked sense of entertainment, yet it's all fun and games to her. She's reckless, but at least she's careful about it. She won't make herself known when committing a crime, and she won't kill anyone who she knows nothing about. Before taking a life, she follows the being - making sure it isn't an innocent life she is taking. If they have a family and aren't a part of the Hunters - she will let them live. Though, if the being is a Hunter, their lives won't mean anything more than the dirt on the bottom of her shoes. Nika knows when she's being stupid, but sometimes she slips up and is reckless without the caution. That hasn't happened in years, for it would only happen when she'd feel a rush of an intense emotion - happiness, love, sadness, anger, etc. She hasn't felt anything but anger for so long now, that she doesn't even know what it feels like to be happy or sad.

DETAIL ORIENTED -- Nika notices every little detail, whether it be the twitch of a facial muscle or the falling of a single leaf. She's observant, and with purpose too. Being observant is one of the most useful traits one can learn because the smallest detail can change everything. Nobody is true now-a-days, but it goes unnoticed unless one knows what to look for - the way the voice changes when telling a lie or the way a face flushes out of fear.

RESERVED YET OBNOXIOUS -- Everybody's business is Nika's business, or so that's what she likes to think. She feels entitled to say whatever she wants to whomever she wants. Perhaps this is because she knows that she can easily kill anyone who decides to stand up for themselves. She has this "queen-bee" ego, never allowing herself to be seen as below any other man or woman. Especially men. She's not interested in woman's rights - but she sees herself above all men as if she were. Men are reckless and act out of arrogance and selfish desires. At least, this is what she believes. It is a rare sight to see her exchanging kind words in a casual conversation. In fact, it's a rare sight to see her engage in a casual conversation at all. She's obnoxious and will say whatever she desires, but an actual conversation is never on her to-do list. Despite the fact that Nika is in everybody's business, nobody is allowed in hers. She is one of the most reserved people one could ever meet. It's almost as if every facial expression, every exchange of words, is all an act. There is nothing truthful to the way she acts. Usually one's eyes give away their true emotions, but Nika's eyes are never-ending emptiness. One could look into her eyes and see nothing but darkness, pain, anger, and bitter coldness. Part of this goes along with the fact that she doesn't even understand her own emotions - she rarely feels anything.

ANTAGONISTIC AND RUTHLESS -- Hostility is usually the only thing that leaves Nika's plush lips. Her entire heart has been conquered with hostility and ruthlessness over the years. Her hatred for Hunters and the human race grows stronger every day. More so, her hatred for every being that walks this planet - human or animal. She's cold-hearted, not caring if the person next to her falls dead or if the girl she knows gets married. No sense of remorse or happiness caresses her soul, and it hasn't for years. She has a mission to bring death to those who deserve it, and to bring everyone down to reality. The world is a cruel place, and instead of sharing plastic smiles, Nika stands on her own - acting out the way everyone else is too afraid to. She no longer lives through fear, for she believes fear drives people to ignorance. Fear is what makes people weak.



HISTORY -- Nika was born and raised here in Manuka. Her parents are straight out of Russia, though they moved because of the climate. Nika's mother, Eva, was a deer shapeshifter and her father, Ivan, was human. Nika was human until the day she died. The Hunter, to whom she was to be responsible for after her death, murdered her. She had been the first and easiest target of the family, since her father and mother were well aware of the Hunter alliance. Coincidentally, Nika was gifted as a Guardian Angel and the charge given to her was the Hunter who killed her. His name was James Berkeley, a twenty-eight year old man with a cunning british accent and jet-black hair (Milo Ventimiglia).

Slowly being blinded by fascination, Nika watched James for months. It didn't take long for Nika to learn of his position as a Hunter, but it was her duty to protect him from all harm. It was a moral dilemma - to follow the laws of being a guardian angel, or to stop him from murdering both innocent and guilty supernaturals. Either route could be seen as good or bad from different perspectives, though Nika chose to follow Heaven and protect James as she was supposed to. Most supernaturals on the town turned against her, despising her for choosing to protect the enemy. After a year of silently watching, Nika found herself entirely infatuated with the man. She spent all her days and nights watching him; she was too blinded by all the good she saw in him to see the obvious evil.

That was, until he murdered her mother and father. Nika had never felt so betrayed, and her heart turned to stone. A deep hatred rushed through her veins, and her eyes went cold. Heaven and Hell no longer mattered to her, for she finally saw what was right and what was wrong. Nika killed James, finally revealing herself as she did so. No act of violence could ever satisfy her desire for revenge. Through her actions, she lost her wings. Nika fell, but fell into the wicked darkness of demons.

This was fifty-two years ago, and since then Nika has held a grudge against humans, specifically Hunters. For fifty-two years now, Nika has been hunting them down, and killing when she gets the chance.

app by kel <3

rp sample

The luminescent sky loomed over the girl's head as cold eyes darted toward the rumbling of clouds. A wicked smile slipped onto pink lips, and an intent look fell upon the pretty face. The girl was tall and slim, with flowing brown hair and prominent cheek bones and a threatening look in her blue eyes. She almost looked as though she were twisted with morbid thoughts racing through her mind. In fact, she was twisted and filled to the brim with morbid thoughts. Long legs carried the girl swiftly toward the woods, she ran in an almost fox-like way - quick and cautious. Elegant fingers found their way to the waistband of her jeans, wrapping tightly around cold metal. She pulled the gun from her waistband and held it cautiously by her right thigh. A snap of a twig caused her to stop cautiously behind a large tree trunk. The smell of damp moss invaded her nose, and the humid air clung to her skin. It was hot, far too hot for her. The sweat accumulating on the nape of her neck was proof for that, "Nika, don't do this." The voice was low, soft, and pleading. This caused a faint chuckle to escape through her lips.

"Oh, how cute. Are you going to beg me now?" Sarcasm dripped from her words as she stepped around the tree to face the man. "If that's what it takes," she could hear the heartbreak within his words. She shook her head, laughing as she did so. "Are you really going to stand in my way? I know she's your love-bug and all, but you know she's a filthy, worthless piece of shit." "You can't do this, please." "Hmm, that's funny because I actually can do this. How could you be with her? How could you be with one of them?" Nika's smirk had fallen from her lips, a cold stare now laying upon the man before her. "If you stand in my way, I'm going to kill you too. You deserve it, actually, just for being with her and supporting her. Don't you remember that you are exactly what she wants dead, or have you forgotten that already?" Her words were as cold as her stare, the gun now pointing toward the werewolves' chest. Her fingers wound around the metal tighter, "In fact, this is her gun. You know… the ones she uses to kill people like you." "Please, don't do this. Nika, you don't have to do this." She laughed, "And so the begging begins."


dundundunnnnnnnnnn. just gonna stop here :P

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