"And why should I trust another prison warden?! You claim to be a sibling, and yet here you are willing to keep me in these crumbling walls same as he. You're no better than Godric, Mister Northman, I'd rather go back into my starved stupor!"
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Willoughby Kettwood, was a bright young Victorian girl with her entire future ahead of her. Her jubilant personality, looks, and hopeful outlook captured Godric's attention while he moved through her village. The stranger struck Willow as odd, due to his nocturnal lifestyle, but she fell nonetheless.
Willow would gush about the joys of her newfound relationship to her sister and confidant, Delphi Kettwood, but alas, all good things must come to an end. Godric had reach the end of his ability to stay stagnant in the village without causing alarm or suspicion, and asked for Willoughby to run away with him. Apprehensive, the young lover told Godric that she had feelings for him, but not strong enough to warrant her abrupt departure from the life she knew.
Godric, desperate to cling to this fountain of hope and human ray of light in his dark nights, began telling her of all the things he could offer her. Eternity together, a new family, and things she could only dream of. But the more wild the promises became the more determined she was not to go with the man at all. Telling him that his presence was now making her uncomfortable, and he should 'seek help', Willow made her way back to her home in the middle of the night.
But by the time she got back, Godric had already beat her to the home, and had a horrific surprise waiting for her. Her mother, father, and sister were all captured and bloody, but still barely alive at the base of the steps to her home, with the man she'd turned down lurking nearby with the evidence of his part in the gruesome scene dripping from impossibly sharpened teeth and over his chin.
It was a sight straight out of a nightmare, or some grotesque novel made to keep you awake at night, and Willow was begging for it all to end. Saying she was sorry, he could take her, just let them live, but Godric only toyed with the idea, saying he could easily do that, help them heal and recover, but the damage was already done, and he had a point to prove.
With moves so fast her human eyes couldn't perceive them, Godric had knocked Willoughby to the ground and snapped the bone in her leg clean in two to prevent her from running. Incapacitated and weakened by the man's actions, she watched helplessly as one by one in slow, monstrous ways, Godric ripped her family away in front of her.
'If I can't have you, my pet, no one will. You did this. Remember that.' His words echoed in her mind, and she thought it was over, but what came next was the copper and metallic taste of a thick sanguine liquid pouring from his wrist forced to her lips. 'While you sit in this stone cage, alone, for eternity.' The rest of his thought purred against her ear, and just like that... Everything went black.
The next night in the rose garden, Willow dug her way out of the ground to find herself completely alone, confused, and with no clue why she was feeling or experiencing the things she was. Only guess and ideas she was forced to form on her own.
The smell of blood overwhelming her, once she had her bearings, had fangs thrusting out from her gums with a quick hiss that startled herself. Vampire...
For the next decade or so, Willow figured out a way to survive, alone, in her isolation. Thriving off the people who came in search for her, her family, and the people she'd kept from returning ever again. Crying the blood she stole from caramel colored eyes practically every night in disgust from what she'd became.
Around the time Godric began feeling his conscience, he came back to his hidden prodigy, and began helping her as much as he could allow himself from behind the sting of her actions towards the returning monster. Keeping her secluded to the crumbling home, that he'd offered to fix, but the gesture had been met with such
hostility he'd told her to live in the hole he dug since she was too prideful for his help.
When Godric met his True Death, he told Eric Northman of Willow and her location, entrusting him to her care and safety in a world unfamiliar to her.
Welcome to the adventures of a living dead girl, thrust into modern day Bon Temps, and her desperate search for a cure or true death.
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