The Fallen One

by Uhamusen-Ur

My WoD Backstory. She had it all. Now she's lost everything, even her sanity. How did this come to be? Mainly WtF and CtL, but will use elements of VtR and MtA. Might also incorporate some elements from cWoD Rated T for possible future violence and language.

I was once at the top. I had everything I wanted and then some. I had power, strength, and cunning. I held the respect of my people, and the favor of many local spirits. There was a title to my name. I was Alpha, and I never lost a challenge. I was a proud and devoted disciple of Sagrim-Ur, the Red Wolf, and a daughter of the Farsil Luhal, the Iron Masters. My world was the city. My Irraka auspice allowed me to move among the Herd unseen and undetected. I immersed myself in their technology, and used it to my advantage and to the advantage of the Uratha.

Now, I am nothing. I still have my strength, power, and cunning, but I am broken, both physically and mentally. The taint of my body and soul is irreversible. Those who once knew me are dead, and those who once knew me are dead, and those who now live know nothing of my existence. Perhaps it's for the best.

What could have been so horrible, to tear me away from everything, to make me less than Abomination? To turn me into a twisted monster of questionable sanity? What in this or any other world could turn such an extraordinary Uratha into one who causes even the kindest of beings to turn away in fear and disgust?

I begin to write this account in one of my brief moments of total sanity. I do not know how long it will last, but I shall do my best to recall those events that led to my fall.

It's time for introductions.

My name is Sai Ketsueki. I am the Uhamusen-Ur, the Raven Wolf.

This is my story.

A/N: Hi Everyone! This is my first story, so please review! I'd like to know what everybody thinks before i post anything else! :)