i used be called desiree, meaning wished and desired, but it was officially changed to Dolores, meaning the lady of sorrow, reason? because i was different, i was small for a baby, and my dad didnt like that and forced my mom to change my name..i was already deserted the moment i was born, the only person to ever care about me was my brother.. things only got worse when i shifted
rather than a normal shift, i shifted when i was 12, but thats not why i abandoned my pack, its because the moment i shifted i killed both my parents and my older brother had to watch it happen, and i didnt even know what i did until it was too little too late.. since they iv been perscued by the counsel
until this day i didnt know what happened or how, all i remember was suddenly hearing a weird sound and then suddenly loosing conciousness, next time i woke up i was in a pool of my parents blood while Luke was on his knees with a terrified look in his eyes..
after that i left the pack, now im 17, but im pretty much of a coward, the only thing i have is my brains, thats how i survived so far, i dont stay in one place for long because of other rogues and persuers so im on a constant run..
there is a rumored group that everyone knows about, the 'seekers', despite them being rogues they work for the counsel to kill other rogues and they dont show them mercy.. i always thought that as long as i keep running ill be safe, and i sure as hell didnt plan to be caught by them, except for one reason or another they didnt kill me on the spot, but they did keep me as a prisoner until they figured out what to do to me , to say i was terrified for my life was an understatement..
my name is Dolores, the rogue, and this my story of how because the hunted in a matter of seconds
(WARNING) may or may not contain mature themes