Beladonna

Donna Amaryllis

It was a training school hidden deep in the Alaskan wilderness, and the daily survival courses that claimed the life of at least one young girl each week that made Amaryllis what she is today. Amaryllis never knew who ran the camp, or why they were training young kidnapped girls to serve as beautiful assassins, but she knew she had to escape. Escape, however, was a test of sorts, to determine the girls’ ingenuity and perseverance. The instructors admitted as much and told their unwilling students the only way out was death or to train as hard as they could to get past the wall of defenses surrounding the remote base. Amaryllis had two advantages to her credit, however. The first was her ability to generate a variety of contact and airborne poisons based around plant life, and the second was her determination. She remained at the school for nearly a decade before she was certain she could escape, and when she did, she killed most of the teaching staff on her way out. Amaryllis was free… or so she thought.
Once Amaryllis made her way to Anchorage, a stranger handed her keys, a cell phone, a safety deposit chit and a simple note: “Congratulations. Now await your assignment.” Amaryllis ditched the keys and cell-phone, though she kept the chit, and vanished into the city. Still, she tried living on her own, but without ID, Social Security Number, or a Birth Certificate, and with absolutely no records of her existence and no one to call, she was homeless and a complete cypher. Unwilling to turn to prostitution or theft just to survive, and skilled only in deception and murder, Amaryllis finally checked the safety deposit box at a local bank. There she found another phone, keys to her new home, and the same note. Amaryllis complied, and began her career as an assassin for her anonymous employer. She had identification now, but suspected that could be wiped all too quickly if she failed to perform. She was in a different type of jail, and needed a few years to learn how to escape it like she did the last.
During that time, Amaryllis received assignments, with a substantial sum of money wired directly into her account, and she lived well… at least until recently. Her last phone call stated: “Go on a crime spree and get yourself arrested. You’ll be sent to Buckner Ridge facility. Await further instruction concerning your target there.” Soon afterwards, she received a package… containing a gold passcard in the form of a medic alert bracelet.
Amaryllis wants to be free of what her life has become, but that’s the catch. She knows no other life than assassination and deception, and she’s good at it. She didn’t go to the safety deposit box because she had no avenues left; she’d survived worse than life on the streets. She returned because the training program and the assassinations give her meaning. She’s been bred to kill. Neither is Amaryllis cold hearted… well, actually she is, but she knows how to fake simple sentiments. Fact is, she acts her way through the subtle emotions because otherwise, they’re alien to her.

Current Location

Lockdown

Year of Birth

1983

Gender

Female

Eyes

Blue

Hair

Sandy Blonde

Height

5'6"

Weight

115 lbs