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True Name: Nicolette Anna Santos
Changed Name: Liliana Nikki Silva
Nicknames: Just call her Silva
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 30
DOB: July 28th
Date of Turning: N/A
Physical Description:
Height: 5’6
Hair: Black/Brown
Eyes: Brown
Build: Toned
Style: Casual
Ethnicity: Puerto Rican/Dominican
Distinguishing Marks:
Tattoo: Back Between Shoulder Blades: "Know Your Rights"
Tattoo: Low on Front Hip: Cross with date of 04/13
Scarring: Two bullet wounds on left shoulder
Scarring: Various smaller scars from fighting

General Info

Personality: Some say a bitch, Nicolette says she’s just determined and doesn’t take no for an answer. She’s strong willed and fierce, a female in a male dominated field that refused to let any man treat her like she’s below them. She stands on her own two feet and does so well. But for all her strength she knows she has a few too many weaknesses. She knows how quick her world can come crumbling down and she often spends much of her time trying to avoid thinking on that pure fact.

Sarcastic, her words often have bite but just as often have truth and logic to them. Intelligent, physical strength isn’t everything and she knows it. She is the sort of woman that spends a lot of her time alone and does not let anyone in. Trust is not easily given with her, she knows how it can be used against a person. She doesn’t go out of her way to avoid people but she does not attempt to put herself out there all the time either.
Birth Location: Oregon
Personal Family: Mother and father are deceased

Misc

Race Weaknesses: All human weaknesses
Personal Weaknesses: Workaholic. Her life is the job. Her past. Due to injuries sustained on the job two years ago she takes pain meds and her left sholder is weaker then her right.
Magical Abilities: None
Personal Skills and Training: Police training, street smarts, proficient in various weapons and self defense. Unlike many humans she is also very aware of the supernatural world and tends to keep a look out for them around her.
Job if Applicable: Seattle P.D., Narcotics Division
Residence: H8
AIM: sedated scars
PB: Michelle Rodriguez

Background

Personal History: Born to Maria and Julian Nicolette was loved from the start. A child they'd been trying for years for, born months after being told that their chances were rather slim of ever conceiving. She was an only child, a complication in the birth ensured what they had already thought from the start. Her mother stayed at home, her father worked hard as a reporter for a local newspaper in their small town. Her father had come to America ten years earlier with friends. A freak meeting where Maria nearly hit Julian with her car one night, connected from that moment on, Julian never returned home but stayed instead, following Maria to the city where she lived and finishing up the last few years of college there. They were married July 14th.

Life was rather simple for the family. Her father did small ads for the paper and worked on his own solo writing career in his free time. A great man that loved his daughter, she was spoiled endlessly. A daddy’s girl that was pampered with toys and dressed up in pretty dresses. No matter what Nicolette did, she could do no wrong by her father. Endless love was given to her in spades and Nicolette soaked it all up with a bright smile to her lips.

It was when Nicolette was 12 that her father was offered a big job in Seattle. Better pay, more work, a reader for the paper there had stumbled over Julian’s work and loved it. Eager to see him challenged and see what he could do they pushed and pushed until Julian couldn’t help but agree. The family packed up and together they all moved to the big city so much different from the small home that they'd had before. A large condo now instead of the home. No yard, Nicolette didn’t like it.

A fact she made very clear for the first year that they were there.

None the less she excelled still. She strove to make her parents happy and thought that grades and being a good girl would get just that. But while she did so well, the city changed her. Different all around, but it had far more dangers then her old home did. She saw much of what she'd never seen before. Muggings on the streets, spray painted walls and broken into cars. Bums on the street and poor people starving.

Fifteen rolled around and Nicolette began to rebel. Hanging out with the wrong sorts of kids at school, her grades began to drop. Her father didn’t even notice then, he was taken over by his work. Her mother however tried to still her daughters fall. She pushed Nicolette into hobbies, attempting to find some outlet for her daughter so that she wouldn’t waste so much energy in causing trouble.

Piano, painting, violin, computer art...nothing really grabbed her.

Sixteen, bad crowds led to bad boys and this one was definitely to that category. Twenty and strolling for the younger girls. Nicolette fell for his words and it wasn’t long before she just wasn’t coming home anymore. Smoking, drinking, she still managed to find way into school but it wasn’t often. As with so many bad men, Laurence didn’t like it when she was gone. Abuse introduced slowly but surely, always followed with those sorries that made her come crawling back.

She wasn’t foolish enough to think that he loved her, she knew he didn’t. But Nicolette didn’t care...everything else around her had fallen apart and she was just looking for the distraction. Her father consumed by his work, her mother taken by the bottle. She didn’t know when it started but the happy family had shattered and the pieces were lost somewhere along the way. Kicked away, buried under the rug.

The story would break soon her father would sometimes say late at night when he finally came home. He just had to get through this story and it would all be okay again.

She was foolish enough to believe that when he pressed a kiss to her forehead and left again.

Seventeen, her father caught a break, someone was willing to talk but refused to go to the cops. If he could just get some information on this drug ring everyone would be better off. He'd get the big hit needed to make his place at the paper and he'd be able settle back down with his family. He'd be able to help them all pick up the pieces. How wrong he'd been. So completely wrong. The man spoke alright, he told a great tale to her father and he quickly rushed home to write it.

April 13th, he never got a chance to put that story into the paper. Late in the night those that the man had worked for came in looking to silence it all. Cleaning up the lose ends by putting bullets through the skulls of Nicolette’s parents. She wasn’t home that night...but she was the one that found them. Side by side....pale....cold....but they looked so peaceful. Finally happy together again.

It was hours before Nicolette called the police.

One of her fathers police associates offered to let Nicolette stay with him till she was 18, she had agreed but it was only two days later before Laurence showed up and dragged her off with him. She hadn’t cared then, everything was gray and she couldn’t seem to snap herself out of the nightmare. Wanting to believe that if she just went to sleep she'd wake up and her father and mother would still be alive. But days passed and they never woke up.

November; Nicolette in her anger, made the stupidest choice of her life. Maybe she had wanted to die then. Maybe she was looking for that out as she came to find out around that time she'd been pregnant but lost the child. A grace from god knowing that no child should be born to that man, to Laurence. The shock of it all pushed her on. She tried to find out who did it, who killed her parents. She pushed her father’s friend but he refused to budge…so Nicolette went looking for others. Who she found was Daren. Daren who gave her the answers she was looking for. Daren that saw her at her worst. Helping her to get away from Laurence, helping her to get clean from the drugs she’d fallen into. Daren who promised to help her set things right.

But you shouldn’t push to know about people like that. Cause when you start looking for them, they come to look for you. The supernatural kind found it amusing how Nicolette wanted their attention…

Nicolette would be dead if her fathers friend hadn’t come looking for her that night, if he hadn’t heard her screaming. He called the cops but by the time they arrived the men were gone, hearing the sirens and knowing it was time to go. They got away...and fearing for her life Mike, her fathers friend, put her into protective custody. Changing her name, changing where she lived. It was only until the men were caught he said...Nicolette was too numb to fight it. But that numb didn't last...no not with her anger. Anger for the men still being free, for the cops being no where nearer to finding them.

Little did she know the reasons behind that fact...one of the men was a cop. A fact she came to know after she convinced Daren to bring her back into the city. She couldn't stay away, sitting in some lone room waiting for news that the killers were found and she could go back home. If the cops had their way she'd just stay in the other state forever.

Daren brought her back...he told her what he'd found out. It didn't stop Nicolette, now Liliana, from wanting revenge. She didn't want them all, didn't care to bring the whole thing down...she just wanted the one. And the one she got with Daren's help. Though with that one death the whole thing began to unravel.

After that Nikki was lost. She didn’t know what to do with herself now. The one who killed her parents was dead. She was never caught...Daren was never caught....she was allowed to stay in the city then but she never did change her name back. She wanted what the change of name, of city, was supposed to promise. A new start.

Her father’s friend showed again then. He had been worried about her, said he'd seen that look to far too many people’s eyes and knew where it brought them. It was through him that Nikki found drive again. A desire to see to the capture and conviction of people like the ones that had taken her parents.

Her family. Her life.

The problem was her old past. A few bad choices, drugs, arrests, Lawerence had dragged her real name through the mud and she’d never get into training. She went to Daren, she knew he could find a way. He gave her a clean slate, buried up her past so that she could make a new future for herself. Her father’s friend, Mike, was never the wiser. Never would he have thought his best friend’s kid had gone so bad.

It wasn’t easy no, she was told more then once to just quit and that she'd not be able to make it through. But Nikki was not a woman that took to being denied what she wanted. She pushed and her determination got her through. All the training, all the work. But her favor from Daren wouldn’t be forgotten. No his true colors started to come to light then. Nikki had always known he had dealings that didn’t go with the law. It was why she’d gone to him. She just hadn’t known long ago just how deep those ties went.

She hadn’t realized the sort of guy he really was until he began to hold her past against her. She wouldn’t want the truth getting out would she? If it came to light she’d be kicked off the force. All that work to rise in ranks and get a place with the DEA would be gone. Her job was all she had left…the only thing she ever felt she was good at. The first time she really belonged in anything at all. She wasn’t willing to let the prick take that from her.

She did as he asked. She still does. Nikki despises his wish to control her and the situation...

So much like Lawerence used to be.

The passage of years has only made the situation worse. A recent job gone bad left her wounded, pain meds subscribed….she hasn’t stopped taking them. An addiction to feed to numb the world out a bit. Daren loves reminding her of her faults, her weaknesses, all those bad fucking choices.

He was the bad fucking choice.

Nikki takes her days one at a time. Knowing always that tomorrow can be a hell of a lot worse then today. All she can do is keep moving forward, trying to keep her job, trying to keep her past buried.

Plot Ties

Plot tie 1: Others in the DEA
Plot tie 2: Supplier to her addiction.
Plot tie 3: Someone she runs into at the bars all the time that tries to get to know her but gets the cold shoulder.

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