~~~~~Old Russia before the Romanolfs~~~

 Ravana was a very unique girl from the start. She had a "dual" personality that was actually the soul of a demoness cursed to live within the body of an innocent. Ravana did not stay an innocent for long. It all started when Ravana was 6 years old.

      Ravana was originally born as Cecilia(seh-seh-lee) Draga(Dray-gah) daughter of the Aracell(R-ah-cell) Draga the Duchess of Dragasa. Her mother grew strangly ill around Ravana's sixth birthday. Right after she married a shady man called Count Serith DelaRagi(Dell-la-raji). He was a cold hearted and sadistic fellow who cared nothing for Ravana and her Mother. Raven knew that he was behind her mother's illness and suspected he had been posiong her over a long period of time but she had no proof and who would believe a six year old? Much less a six year old girl?

  With each passing day her mother grew weaker but her love for her daughter was strong and when she knew her time was nearing she called Ravana forth, telling her to carry on her in her mother's place.

"Do no mourn for me" She said," Instead praise the gods that I am free from my pain. " Ravana felt a tear fall down her face and her mother's frail hand brushed it away. "Do no cry my little raven, everything will be alright..." Aracell had always sensed there was somthing dark laying dormant within her daughter's delicate body. She prayed mercy upon the one who would awaken it from its slumber. Ravana nodded her head and kissed her mother's cheek. She never said goodbye as she left because that is what you say to people you are never gonna see again. And Ravana knew she would see her mother once more. though...sadly not in this life....or the next.

  As Ravana went down the long stairway she came to the center of the ballroom where she noticed some men. They were slave traders which she had seen many times. They came across great waters and the great sands to trade things but she had never seen them in the house. Strange though...this time they were looking at her...

  As she went to walk away she was grabbed and shoved toward them by Serith who laughed at her as she screamed and kicked and cried. They in turn tossed him a bag of gold. They paid him well for a young child of royal blood, 5000 gold and 300 blood rupies. More than a fair deal in their eyes. Serith looked down at her with those eyes as black as coal.

"You are no longer the daughter of a duchess. You are now nothing more than a lowly slave girl."

" My mommy will make you pay... "He cut her off." Your "mommy" can't save you now you wretched brat. This place will be mine when she dies.."

She could remember the sudden rage that welled up inside of her and the voice that laid an eerie and sadistic peace over her raging heart.

"We will kill him....do not fret, my child..." with that she was taken away.

Ravana does not remember much of her life as a slave to her Master Lyruck Donsi. She remembered she had a child by him and while the young girl lived he worshiped the ground Ravana and the child walked on but when Mayling died...he beat Ravana without mercy. Raping her over and over.

It wasn't until the blood moon 200 years later that the Demoness within her came into full power. All it took was a Raven's caw. The Demoness woke Ravana from her listless sleep, calling her to the small window. Instead of her reflection she saw a black skinned silver eyed demoness that reminded her of a Raven. She had wings instead of arms almost like a harpy only far more beautiful and cunning.

"Tonight you will break free, tonight you will fly." With that she filled Ravana's heart with hate and revenge and an insatiable lust to kill all those who had wronged her....

By dawn the horizon was a ablaze with fire, smoke and screams of the guilty and innocent alike. Ravana was free and it was 100 years later she met X in her Raven form by flying and landing on her shoulder. The demoness knew X and X accepted Ravana into the gang.....

Lesson: Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.