Born Alexander James Lecroix in 1532 to a semi-poor family in what is now called Moscow, Russia. My parents were both proud people who had little to their name, but always made sure I had everything I needed. Our next-door neighbors had only one child, a son whose name was Ivan. Ivan and I became good friends (probably because our ages were so close together myself being only 1 year older). We did normal male things but yet Ivan still seemed different. Then in the year 1547 at the very young age of 14 Ivan became the first czar of all Russia. We still remained friends for a long time, until Ivans demeanor started to become cold and merciless, killing anyone who did not support his beliefs. Ivan even went so far as to remove the eyes from the architects who built the St. Basils Cathedral simply to stop any other cathedrals of such beauty from being built.

Having seen enough, I told Ivan that if his actions continued, then our friendship would not. To make a long story short, I dissolved my friendship with Ivan after I came home one day and learned that he had my parents executed for a crime they had not committed. Enraged by what had happened I left my homeland at the age of 33.

I spent a year just wandering and plotting my revenge on that bastard Ivan. I ended up meeting a man named Xavier Phoenix, as well as another person, a young female. He told me that he had a way for me to get my revenge. Being the bitter man I had become and finding myself very uncaring, I told him that I would do anything to get my revenge on Ivan. So after a long talk and some dinner he told me it was time to start the process on which I would even the score with my enemy. But I would basically have to die in order for me to begin my quest for revenge. Not caring anymore I agreed to his terms. He nodded and then motioned the female over to me. She grinned slightly and I saw the slightest glimpse of what appeared to be fangs. I then knew what they both were but I didn't care. She slowly tilted my head to the right, exposing my neck, and then with one quick and very painful move, she sunk her fangs into the throbbing vein in my neck.

I struggled at first but after a short while I just gave in....thinking to myself if this would help me get revenge on Ivan then it would be worth it. After what had seemed an eternity, she withdrew her fangs...leaving me with barely enough blood to stay somewhat conscious. She then pulled a dagger from her belt and slit her left wrist. When the blood poured from it she told me to drink from her. Being near to death, I gratefully began to drink from her wound. With every drink I took I could feel my strength returning. Finally She removed her wrist from my mouth and licked hers and my wound healing them both. Xavier then told me that I now needed to rest so he showed me a place where I could rest. After about a day's worth of rest I woke up, my head still filled with the images of what had happened. So I went to find Xavier...but he and his female companion were nowhere in sight. A man then told me that they had left shortly after I went to rest. I was alone.

The year is now 1553; I began wandering around aimlessly wondering how this change in me could help my cause. After talking to some others like myself, I learned that what had happened to me was a curse and a gift as well. Although I could no longer eat mortal foods or walk around in the daylight, I did have incredible powers at my command but I needed to learn how to use them properly. So armed with this new knowledge I headed off to find and KILL Ivan, who was now known as Ivan the Terrible. Once I reached my homeland (the year is now 1584) I learned that Ivan had already died, but had left behind some sons. One son was named Fyodor, who has inherited the crown and the other was named Dmitri, who had died mysteriously.

Having no reason to remain in Russia I began to travel west through Poland, Romania, and other countries. In my travels I saw many things and met many people such as, Galileo in the year 1600 and then a young King Louis XIV in 1658. I decided that I needed some time to reflect on the thing I had become and the things Ive seen and learned thus far. I went into hiding (around 252 years worth), feeding at night on anyone I could find. One night while feeding I ran into a young vampire like myself. We only talked for a brief moment then he vanished, and I went back to my hiding during the day and feeding at night.

I re-appeared in 1910 and the world looked very different then it had 2 and ½ centuries earlier. I decided Id pick up where I left off wandering the European continent. I stumbled into a very hostile Germany early off. Tension was mounting as a very strict Adolf Hitler was planning on taking full control over Germany. Hitler and I had many brief encounters during the next few years. Then 1914 war breaks out with Austria-Hungary declaring war on Russia, Germany declaring war on Russia, France, and also invading Great Britain, and Italy declares war on Austria-Hungary. Being still very loyal to my homeland I joined the Russian army and fought in World War 1. But an interesting twist was later revealed to me, the vampire I had met earlier had made his way to Germany and had joined the German army.

In 1915 the world saw the first use of the Zeppelin and chemical warfare. In 1933 President Hindenburg names Hitler Chancellor of Germany. The German forces now led by Hitler. Wanting to create a "perfect race" started World War 2. Having already captured France and Poland, he attempted to take over Russia. Forcing me to once again aid Russia. (But this time I had some help, the vampire I had met earlier decided to join me in stopping Hitler, so we both volunteered for some of the more "secret" missions...using our "talents" to help aid us). Over the next 12 years thousands upon thousands of innocent people died and a wall is built to separate East and West Germany. The year is now 1945 and the war comes to an end with the United States dropping an atomic bomb on Japan. Having no real reason to stay at my location I began to travel once again this time with a friend one whom I would soon learn was named James. We both decided to search for a new home, one in which will accept us for our unique abilities.

So we began our travels. Moving back east through Europe and ending up in Korea in 1950, the same time a civil war was breaking out between North Korea and South Korea. Having seen enough war and death, I did not stick around. But James did. I traveled from Korea to South East Asia, moving from country to country. And I eventually lost track of James. Then in 1963 a conflict started between the United States and North Vietnam (which was aided by Russia and China). Deciding that this time my homeland was wrong for being involved in this conflict, I left that region, all the time wondering where I could find a place in which I could just relax and live out my unlife. Then one night while in a local merchant's pub, I overheard a conversation between two men, one of them saying he couldn't believe how nice Greece was. Deciding that's were I'm gonna go, so I hid on a boat the next night that was heading in that direction.

After a few days of travel I arrived in Greece. The year is now 1964. And I was now at peace with myself but I needed a way to fit in and hide what I was. So I took a night job as an auto mechanic. Then on one night while walking around after work I discovered a beautiful castle set among the mountains. I wandered up to the main door passing a large garden and a courtyard with a fountain that is designed to look like Aries, the Greek God of War. Once inside, the owner of this grand place met with me. She introduced herself as Kaylena Phoenix and asked if she could help me. Her tone was pleasant yet firm. I told her of my travels and a brief run through of my history. After hearing my story she smiled and told me that shed see what she could do to help me. She gave me a place to stay. While there I met a few of her family members. After a few weeks she re-embraced me, thus now making a member of her clan, the Savants of the Blood.

I have now found my true home, or so I originally thought, a place where I could grow and prosper, harnessing the tools I required to become the very best. As time grew on however, so did the family drift apart, a rift forming somewhere between individuals thus driving us away from each other, sides having been taken perhaps, a war started of the mind and soul between others. And so it was the Savants of Blood dispersing on Kaylena's orders stretched about the world. A face however I had not seen before stood by her side, his eyes colder than the icy plains of the Arctic, his demeanour that more mysterious than the shadows of Hades. Strangely enough, I felt a connection with this mansomething stirred within my being as I watched this creature stalk the shadows wherever my sire moved, there forever it seemed to watch over her like an eagle does its young.

I left the home we had once called the Savants in Greece, searching perhaps for insight into my goals. Reflecting back on that man, his demeanourhis character, I wanted to be as goodno better than he appearedI wanted to protect what was truly mine, the right to call myself a warrior, I turned and headed back to my sire, where I knew she would be. Upon my arrival back, I was introduced to that man, Xavier Phoenix, husband and bond to Kaylena Phoenix. He was my father as a grimace crossed my face. We engage in battles together, he pushing me to limits I had never known existed, opening doors I bound through readily all to achieve my ultimate goal of power. He taught me a crucial lessonknowledge is poweras much effort as I pour into my training so did I into my studying, learning everything I could, absorbing all he offered to me gaining only ever stronger.

I have since changed my name to Alex Phoenix, thus leaving all that had happened to me in the past. In hopes of basically, starting my unlife over.