Belle Curran

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Name: Belle Curran

District: 14

Gender: Female

Age: 16

Personality: How would I describe myself? Well, I am quite manipulative and controlling, because I like to be the leader. I am headstrong, and I show a lot of perseverance, seeing as I am a really determined person. A lot of the time, I am outgoing, and will be nice to my friends. However, if anybody disrespects me, I am scary and mean to them, perhaps even a tad murderous.

Backstory: I am the daughter of the mayor of D14, Canus Curran, and my deceased mother, Vibrissa Curran. They were known for being super devoted to their family and friends, and I was expected to be like them.

At a young age, I developed a love for fictional creatures, like werewolves, phoenixes, and most of all, vampires. I wished that I could have some of the powers of the creatures, and yet remain human. I loved the idea of having the power of flight, and all that, and be seen as an amazing person, with everybody inspired by me.

When I was 4, mother died, after she suffered an allergic reaction to some penicillin that her doctor had prescribed her, without checking. She suffered a bad case of anaphylactic shock, and her skin was swollen and blotchy. It was a horrible sight to see mother in pain like that. We tried to rush her to the hospital, but when we reached the place, it was too late to save mother. Me and father cried over her corpse. That was all I could remember of mother, considering that I was still very young.

At my first day of school, all of the kids showed sympathy for me, and some even said that they had gone through what I had just experienced before. I felt great, knowing that everybody was being so supportive over the loss of mother. They comforted me, so I comforted them in return, as a symbiotic relationship.

Nothing interesting happened much for a few years, apart from one event - the adoption of my brother, Lupus.

It was a normal day, and Dad had only just got over my mother (as had I). He wanted to honour her somehow, but had no idea how to. I then got an idea - I told Dad that mother had always wanted to get me a brother, to which he smiled and nodded. We set off for the orphanage, and as we knocked on the door, we was greeted a a harsh-looking woman, who was hiding something behind her back.

"Oh, Mayor Curran! I wasn't expecting you here!" She exclaimed, nearly dropping the item she was hiding. I tried to get a glimpse of what she was holding, but she gave me a glare, and hid it behind her further, so that I couldn't spot it.

"Ms Trapper, I'm looking for a boy to adopt,"

"Oh, ok mayor, I will bring them for you, and you can choose which one to adopt!" Myself and Dad waited, until six boys were paraded in, in terrible conditions. They were all bruised and scratched, and stared at Ms Trapper fearfully. I had a feeling that she was constantly horrible to them, in some way.

"We'll adopt... this one," He said, looking at a black haired child, with large grey eyes. Of all the kids, I had the most sympathy for him, so I believed that Dad made the right choice.

"Is that so, mayor? Well, come in, and sign the paperwork," I looked as Dad scribbled his signature at the bottom, confirming his choice to adopt the child. Ms Trapper grinned, and said that he would be coming over tomorrow. I smiled at Dad, as we walked off into our car, and drove home.

The next day, Ms Trapper arrived with my new brother, early in the morning. The little boy ran forwards and hugged us, before Ms Trapper waved goodbye to us.

"So, what's your name?" I asked, being very polite and friendly.

"I'm Claw, sister. And you are?"

"Belle. Welcome to your new home!" He gave me a great big hug, and I smiled. Father wrapped his arms around us, and for the first time in ages, I felt really happy to have Claw around, and we would play together for a long while, whilst Dad looked on. It felt like a brilliant dream, a fantasy. I hoped that we could all stay together, with no worries at all. But it wasn't to be.

At school, everybody was constantly teasing Claw, for the simple fact that he was adopted, and not a blood family member. I felt distressed, and would step in to defend him, but the larger tormentors would push me to the ground, and laughed at me, before they continued to hurt Claw, mentally. I could only look on, and see the tears that welled up in Claw's eyes, pleading for me to help him.

Everyday, whenever the two of us were out in public, we would receive the taunts, and would be picked on, if Dad wasn't near us. One time, I was punched in the jaw, and left lying on the ground, nearly unconscious, and they would call Claw horrible names. I tried to will myself to stand up to them, but I was too nervous. I felt like a useless sibling, which oddly enough gave me a new feeling - anger. I flung myself to my feet, and saw as everybody smirked at me. My once nervous look was now of flaming fury, and they shouted in surprise as I kicked the biggest of them all in his ugly face. Two more stepped forwards, so I punched one in the face, and kicked the other in the crotch. I turned to the others, and asked firmly whether they wanted to have the living daylight beaten out of them, or whether they wanted to leave unscathed, and never torment us again, and instead act as our friend. They all chose the latter, and I smirked, turning to face the three who were beaten up. I gave them the same chance, and they unwillingly chose to stop bullying us. Once again, I smirked, and the group fled, to which I let out a cruel chuckle, before I heard a whimper from Claw. I turned to face him, and saw him, cowering from me.

"Claw? Claw, what's wrong? Is it something I did?" I asked, slowly approaching him. He shook his head, and ran away from me, into the heart of the city. I soon followed him, and saw him looking out to the road. I had a gut feeling of what Claw was about to do, so I grabbed him by the wrist, and directed him into the park, further away from the roads.

I seated him down under a cherry tree, and hugged him. He backed away, and I asked what was wrong, again.

"You seemed to become one of them." I looked at him, bewildered.

"H-How Claw?" I stuttered.

"You became mean, adn beat them up, like they did to us," I gasped at the realization

Height: 5,9

Appearance: I have straight blonde locks, and a fringe that constantly gets into my eyes, annoyingly. I have great green eyes, and can often be seen smirking. I stand quite tall, at 5,10.

Weapon(s): Mace, Tessen (A tessen is an iron fan that can be used in fighting, and is also useful when it comes to blocking projectiles)

Strengths: I have no retaliation when it comes to killing - I will do so without even needing to be told to. I'm also a strong climber, and have fast reflexes.

Weaknesses: My biggest flaw would have to either be my arrogance, or the fact that my fringe gets into my eyes too much, leaving me unable to see until I brush it out of the way. I'm also useless when it comes to medicine, and also when it comes to identifying edible plants.

Fears: I fear not being the leader, whether it be of a group, or being leader of myself. It gives me a sense that I'm weak, and that I would be an easy kill, or easy to push around, for some reason.

Bloodbath strategy: I'll go for the full package: A weapon and a backpack, before I climb on top of the cornucopia, and camp out there.

Training strategy: I'll build up my knowledge of weaponry, and work on my physical fitness, so I can be more deadly than a career.

Interview angle: I guess I'll be bloodthirsty, and perhaps a little manipulative, and confusing.

Alliance: I'll either team with the careers, one person I can trust, or I will go in as a loner.

Token: I'm bringing my dark cross pendant with me to the hunger games.

Song inspiration
Belle was inspired from the song vampire by Xandria, which is my personal favourite song by them. A few of the lyrics inspired the idea for Belle. Down there are the lyrics that inspired her, and how. (Note: Since the backstory is still a WIP, some of the explanations aren't shown (Spoilers), and there's also a LOT)

'Dark are the streets, gloom's creeping out of the walls' - 

'Dirt comes alive, and all the neon-lights call' - 

'She's of the kind, night-time insomniac' -

'She sees the prey, and she's aware' -

'The times are hard...' - This refers to the bullying of Belle and Claw

 'Desire darker than black' -

 'Reach higher, no turning back' -

 'She knows no wrong or right' -

 'Dead are the places this goddess has been' -

 'Cold is the skin that this creature has seen' - 

 'Her universe, is an ocean of blood' - 

 'The night is blind, the mistress, she is calling you, to be by her side forevermore' - 

 'Follow her, until her thirst is sated' - 

'Can't help yourself, she's got you paralyzed' -

 'So would you kiss the sun goodbye?' - 

 'And give your life to never die?' - 

Trivia
* Belle's name came from the auction, and was Belle Cullen, until I realized that it was the name of the character from twilight. I didn't want any love stories in this backstory, so I changed the surname a bit.

* She was not originally going to be my first D14 female, because I had another planned. However, I hated the character, and deleted her, leaving Belle to take the spot.

* The scene with Claw fleeing Belle was a little bit based on what happened between Amity and Aurora in Pippycat's 998th hunger games - The illusion (I'd recommend reading it)