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       Exiles WIP: Natalie Lasombra of Universe Alpha-1653
       By: Raven Tepes Date: February 23, 2026, 8:50 pm
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       “I grew up in a house where shadows bowed to my father and fire
       curled like a loyal cat around my mother’s fingers. Other
       children learned lullabies. I learned the language of embers and
       the patience of stone. Father taught me that power is a quiet
       thing, a tide that does not brag as it pulls ships under. Mother
       taught me that flame can warm or devour, depending on the hand
       that shapes it.
       Between them, I was never simply a daughter. I was a spark
       struck in ancient darkness, a blossom rooted in grave-soil and
       starlight. They did not raise me to fear the night. They raised
       me to rule it, to understand it, and when necessary, to set it
       beautifully ablaze.”
       ~ Natalie Lasombra
       “People expect a vampire princess to glitter. Silk gowns,
       jeweled crowns, a fleet of midnight cars waiting like obedient
       hounds. I’d rather sit barefoot in the grass and listen to the
       wind argue with the trees.
       Power was my inheritance, yes. But kindness was my choice.
       The volunteers who offer their blood are not cattle to me. They
       are guests at my table. I learn their names. I ask about their
       dreams. I thank them. Immortality has taught me that life,
       especially the fragile human kind, is not something to sneer at.
       It is something to cradle carefully, even if your fangs are
       sharp.
       I love oil paint on my fingers, charcoal smudges on my cheek,
       the hum of a cello vibrating through cathedral halls. I love
       rain tapping against stone. I love the scent of earth after it
       has been kissed by storm.
       Gold tarnishes. Diamonds are only patient rocks. Money is a
       language spoken by the anxious.
       But art? Music? A quiet walk beneath a moon that knows your
       secrets? Those are treasures even eternity cannot exhaust.
       If that makes me an odd princess, then so be it. I would rather
       be remembered as gentle in a world that expects me to be cruel.”
       ~ Natalie Lasombra
       “I thought she was soft. That was my first mistake.
       She stepped onto the battlefield like she was entering a garden,
       calm as snowfall. No rage. No theatrics. Just… focus. Then the
       air changed. The temperature dropped so fast my breath **** in
       my lungs, and black fire coiled around her hands like it had
       been waiting all day to be summoned.
       She moves like someone who studied war the way scholars study
       poetry. Every strike is precise. Every pivot measured. She
       doesn’t waste motion, doesn’t waste fury. Ice forms where you
       least expect it, locking your footing. Dark flame follows, not
       wild, not reckless, but disciplined. Controlled devastation.
       I’ve fought monsters who roared and raged. Natalie doesn’t roar.
       She decides.
       And when I fell, expecting the final blow, she didn’t take it.
       She stood over me, eyes glowing like banked embers, and said,
       ‘Leave. Do not make me choose differently next time.’
       That’s the part that haunts me. Not the cold. Not the fire.
       The mercy.
       Because she could have ended me. Easily.
       Instead, she let me crawl away with my life and the knowledge
       that her restraint is stronger than most warriors’ wrath.”
       ~ A surviving enemy
       Name: Natalie Lasombra
       Aliases: Nattie
       Age: 24 years old
       Species: Vampire
       Gender: Female
       Height: 5'9"
       Weight: 119lbs
       Generation: 4th Generation
       Organization: Lasombra Clan
       ~ Rank: Princess
       Known Family and Friends:
       ~ Father: Lasombra (Alive - Dimension traveling with daughter
       ~ Mother: Karasu Darkfire (Deceased - Killed by Dark Hellsing
       defending home universe)
       ~ Uncle: Kindron Darkfire (Deceased - Killed by Dark Hellsing
       defending home universe)
       ~ Uncle: Hei Darkfire (Deceased - Killed by Dark Hellsing
       defending home universe)
       ~ Cousin: Kendrix Darkfire (Alive - Trapped in a dimensional
       pocket by Gammon Tepes of the Interdimensional Order of the
       Dragon)
       Abilities:
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