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Amalia Arri Vaccaro

Amalia Arri Vaccaro
Faceclaim: Natalia Vodianova
Species: Pure Nephilim
Age: 21
Status: In the community.
Family: None

Amalia Arri Vaccaro wasn't your average child. When she grew up, she found that her mother and her father were talking. Only to here, that she needed training. She didn't know what that meant, until she hit age ten but before that, she had a ordinary life. She was given all the necessary information of what she had to practice on. She trained for 3 hours each day.

Adamaris, her twin sister, was right along side her. Training and everything. They were equally matched. She also had the same blonde hair, and the eyes were the same. They did everything together, and not once did they falter on telling each other anything.

Adamaris grew up exactly like Amalia, once she was old enough, she trained. Amalia always watched out for her sister. They were like two peas in a pod. One day, their mother, Janelle and their father Nash, had invited Nash's step family to stay. Nash's stepsister, Talisha and her children Paige and Radley were just like Janelle's family.

On Amalia and Adamaris' sixteenth birthday, they were sent to a private school. Both in the same classes. They both made straight A's and B's plus some C's every now and then. Amalia had made a friend, but on the other hand, Adamaris made three. Amalia was a little antisocial. That's when her and her sister became not so close anymore. She hated that her sister was a little better than herself.

When they both graduated the private school, they both went home but as they got home, Amalia and Adamaris had gotten into a fight, causing Amalia to get a separate room aisde from Adamaris. Amalia had made herself a huge room up in the attic. She loved it up there.

Every family reunion, Amalia would sit by her mother, never leaving her side. That is until they moved. Amalia hated that they moved but when they did, they had gotten a bigger place. When they had arrived to their new home, Amalia felt more at home then anything. She loved the garden in the back and her room was still in the attack but she interacted more with her family, besides, Adamaris. She would only small talk to her.