Character Name: Lorenzo ‘Enzo’ St. John
Character Age: 27/142
Character Species: Augustine Vampire
Status: Open
Character Quote: “What do you think that you could possibly do to me that hasn’t already been done a hundred times before?”
Enzo was born with bad luck, an orphan with no real family to speak of, he went from the workhouse at age 4 to the dirty streets at age 14. He learned to live smart and to be stronger than his circumstances, to keep fighting for what laid ahead of him. He found better jobs, got himself a bit better clothes and played the part he needed to make it to the life he deserved. It’d taken plenty of scraping and scrounging but by 1903 Lorenzo had managed to save enough to buy himself a ticket to America, to New York. A place where he’d be able to find a better life, to make something real out of himself. Just in time as well, as consumption was hitting the streets of England. He was so very close to making it out unscathed when a ticket collector allowing people on board noticed his paling complexion and the sweat on his brow, most of all the cough. He was shoved out of line and down the alley, his ticket, his right to leave the sickening country, torn up before his very eyes. He’d been kneeling trying to fruitlessly put his ticket back together when a kick to the face by the ticket collector left him disoriented. Only to find said collector then laying dead beside him and a savior standing above. She offered him help onto the ship, a doctor, a new family, salvation. Instead he laid disoriented in bed while a palm was slit and a glass of thick red liquid was pressed to his lips. Enzo awoke alone, with the charlatan slitting his neck as Lily’s final offering. He was a monster and he had to figure out how to be one now alone, abandoned once more.
When World War II rolled around Enzo enlisted and finally found what he’d been looking for, a family. Brothers who would have his back in the thick of it and who could count on just the same from him. Years of fighting for his survival paid well to him, and his vampiric abilities even more so in the field. Blood was easy to find and drink, there was nothing to fear from bullets and if someone had to risk themselves to save another he could volunteer to do so, to keep the rest out of harms way. Though in truth, for his brothers, he would have done so anyway even if he were human. He made the biggest mistake of his life one day and wandered away from his post. It was meant to be nothing instead he was hit and brought to the medic before he could compel the memory away from those who saw. He was brought to Dr. Whitmore, noticing a medical marvel the Doctor imprisoned him, shipping him back to America once more in a coffin. He was no longer but now, 12144.
They called it science but it was only torture, enough to drive someone mad but there was one bright light in it all. Maggie, an examiner there meant to study him, a reminder of who he really was between all of the darkness. He loved her. So when she discovered what truly was happening and tried to free him, tried to have him turn her, he freed her instead. He freed her with the hope that one day he could find her again, un-compel her and truly thank her. It was the memory of Maggie that kept him strong, kept him vigilant until 1950 when the cell beside him suddenly became warm. The day when he met Damon Salvatore and a plan of escape slowly came to be.
For all of his patience, for all of his planning and hoping it was a small system error that led to his freedom. Someone had forgotten to double check the locks and Enzo was nothing if not an opportunist. So he observed to make sure that the junior scientist, a recent hire to Augustine, was completely clear of the stupid vervain gas button all the while quietly undoing the last two strapping him down. Then it only took a moment for him to lunge across the room and sink his fangs in. The timing was near magical as the once detained Vampire, the Augustine test subject for 70 years of brutal torture and experimentation was now free. Free and with someone who he owed a visit, one Damon Salvatore. Who as luck would have it, now resided in New Orleans as well. You don’t betray the people you care for, he would learn that.
Damon Salvatore: His brother in arms. The one who knew what it was like living through that nightmare. Enzo knew he was weaker than him, that he wouldn’t survive long this way, that they’d break him. So instead he trained him, helped him hold onto something, would cause a ruckus to take the experiments in his place at times. They’d get out of there together. Instead he’d left him behind to die. Now seeing him again he’s not sure if he feels relieved that he’s still alive or angrier than ever. He doesn’t know how to hate him without finally losing everything.
Caroline Forbes: In his current tense relationship with Damon, Enzo found himself slotting in quite easily with her. The bubbly vampire with a loyalty streak as stark as his own, she reminds him of Maggie in some ways. But it’s fun to flirt and admire and banter even with the occasional stab of envy towards others. Now all he wants is to truly prepare her for the harsher existence of vampirism. Opposites apparently make the best friends and he defends and protects his friends.
Father Kieran O’Connell: Enzo isn’t sure who in this faction he has the biggest problem with. The Vampires for not realising what has been going on in their city, what has been happening to him in their oh so prestigious University. Or this honorable man of the cloth for leading the human faction, the people responsible for his suffering this whole time. He tries to deny knowledge of the Augustine society but Enzo refuses to trust his word. Someone was the blame here and he doesn’t mind adding this name to his list. Guilty until proven innocent.
