Starla Grace Cross was no stranger to the supernatural after all she was born in the order of the cross. But she was more than just born in it she was a direct decedent of two family's that had been the start of two chapters of the order as well as had many Nephilim's in both blood line. On her farther side which had six Nephilim's was the decedent of the north American chapter which was surprisingly there before cuneiform was written. The arc angel Gabriel had taken a group of humans to this part of the world to create an outpost in north America. In which was how her farther ancestors got there. And on her mothers' side that had seven Nephilim's was decedent from the first orders out post in Europe. Thought out the years the order grew and expanded. But at one point in time the alphas fought back killing most of the order but somehow the two direct descendance survived. The two fell in love and had four sons and one daughter. Which was Starla. Her mother had named her that because during her birth she saw a star fall. It was so bright that she had forgotten the pain of child birth and delivered her with ease. Her brothers had been very long and painful births. A point she uses to bring up just to aggravate her brothers. At some point in her child hood her farther became the master of the order. Which wasn't had to believe considering her farther was the best warrior of the cross. But shortly afterwards she had lost her oldest brother to a vampire nest. They had drained him dry instead of turning him. That day was the day she began her training not even 5 years old and she was in the library learning all she could. Years had passed before she lost her mother. This time it was to a demon. It had captured her torturing her for weeks before he was bored and killed her. That was her first hunt. With her farther and three brothers they hunted and killed the demon. They had let her set his bones on fire making it her first kill. More time pasted as her skills grew. On her sixteenth birthday she found a sword hidden in her room. It was beautiful with Enochian engraved on the blade and the sheath had a set of wings engraved on it. When she looked closer it was six wings. It made her think of the arc angel Gabriel. It was told that he had six wing and was the fastest of all the angels. She trained with the sword until she was the fastest swordsman in the order. She was surpassing all the members of the order with her knowledge and skills making her even better than her farther. Some thought it was because of the 13 Nephilim's that had been in her blood line, but she didn't care. Her best friend Rose had nine Nephilim's in her blood line, but she had to train hard with her just to be able to throw a punch. Rose was more book smart then a fighter. But with time and a lot of help from her she was one of the best in the order as well. When the two were out on a werewolf hunt, they had received word that her youngest brother had been killed by a drunk driver of all things. It was nothing supernatural it was just some normal guy who had too much to drink. The only reason she didn't kill the man was because he had four kids and a wife. Starla hid behind training and hunting to try to ease the pain. But it wasn't until he brother ghost stood before her and told her to let him go. She cried for hours as he sat with her. But with sunrise he moved, and she did to. But when they lost their father the world stopped. With her twin brothers Mark and David on each of her side they lit the pyre. All the order was there, and most were still shocked that the greatest leader the order had ever had just went to sleep after told his children goodnight and never woke up. He had died in peace. And that was rare for anyone in the order. The counsel of the cross wanted her to take his place, but she declined. She knew she wasn't ready. So, their uncle on their father's mother side took over but not as a master just as a commander until she was ready. As more time passed men in the order tried to marry her but she always refused. She just knew they didn't love her they just wanted the power she would one day possess. A few had even tried going to her brothers. Mark would laugh at them and David would break their nose. Eventually most got the point but there always were one or two that tried to get her drunk, so they could take advantage of her. Which would end in her drinking them under the table and when they woke up, they would be tied up and naked in the forest. Some how they always came back but she didn't care it was there own fault for trying it. She became their greatest hunter at first, but she would become such a good hunter that most of the time the monsters didn't see her coming. Which was why the supernatural world called her the assassin of the cross.