A/N: SO! Just an FYI, this is most definitely a one-shot! I just wanted to clarify (for the sake of categorisation) that this part is just to introduce the OC. If you wanna skip over it, by all means go ahead! I thought it'd be helpful to let you know I always introduce the original character(s) in all my stand alone one-shots.

Thanks dudes,
~ Britt (*≧∀≦*)

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Name: Valerie Belrose

Age: Immortal, though she was born sometime around the Great Schism of 1050.

Species: Human biologically, but a more befitting categorisation would be a witch.

Abilities and Skills: Due to her status as a witch, she possesses a number of powers unavailable to other humans. Because she never died as she once expected, she was able to develop and perfect these over the course of hundreds of years. By the time in which this story is set, it's been nearly a thousand. Her powers include but are not limited to:

🌹1. Clairvoyance~ it's not without its constrains, but she can understand the general path of any action in order to asses the consequences and avoid choosing the wrong course. This mainly involves other people's wills, but she can also see her own future- no one's is set in stone. She prefers to avoid the use of novelties such as tarot cards, tea leaves or other forms of divination.
🌹2. Conjuring of the elements~ She can bend water, fire, earth, and air to her liking. This includes plants, metals and woods. As energy is present in all of them, she has no problem combining different forms of this art.
🌹3. Illusions~ she can make people see and hear things that are not there.
🌹4. Healing~ she can heal others, but cannot save them from dying. She rarely chooses to prolong ones life. It is a fruitless endeavour.
🌹5. Quick and painless death~ she can eliminate one's life-force with a snap of her fingers. She uses this more than she'd like to, but it's had to be done more than she'd like to admit just the same. It is not a healthy thing for her. It causes her an immense amount of pain.
🌹6. Telepathy/instinct~ while she cannot read minds, she has a supernatural capacity to understand someone's motives and her influence over them once she does is astounding.
🌹7. Transfiguration ~ she can perform most of the miracles mentioned in the Bible, which is one of, if not the main reason people labelled her a witch.
🌹8. Technopathy ~ after the industrial revolution, she discovered, much like the elements, she could bend technology to her liking, tough she prefers to do things the old fashioned way.
🌹9. Blood~ she can affect the humours of living things, in ways both subtle and not.
10. Appropriation ~ she can harness a portion of another source of magic and redirect it as her own. This is a powerful, yet rare ability as she's never met her match, nor anyone truly magical, but she's been able to take on the strength of certain animals and forces of nature, leading her to believe deep deep down, in some form of divinity, though she's pretty pissed at whatever/whoever it/he is.

Appearance: Youthful, nimble in her movements. She wears her hair down most of the time: long, glossy rose-gold in colour, which compliments the sharp silver of her eyes. She chooses to shirk traditions whenever she can, and therefore wears archaic mourning colours rather than dressing in gothic fashions of the modern day and age. In spite of this, she recognises the need to blend into greater society and can't go walking around in ancient garb and period-style funeral attire. She's repurposed the fabrics into new designs, offsetting the black of her outfits with golden and silver accents. Her favourite flower is a rose, and she makes a point to connect mortality, dying, and the inevitable loss of anyone in her life with her own sorrow. People tell her she's beautiful, but they keep away. She relates more to the thorns than the blossoms. She knows she'll never fade, but everyone else will, leaving her to walk the world alone, searching for something, not knowing what or where it could ever be found. She keeps a cosmetic compact on her person, if anything, to remind her of the one thing she's happy about: her ceaseless youth. It's the most expensive thing she owns, and has a stately red rose on its cover, the outside comprised of copper toned thorns that aren't unlike her hair. Perhaps one day, she'd find someone else to walk with, and she'd see their face behind her in her lonely little mirror.

Personality: Calm and collected, mostly. While polite and cordial, even quiet upon first meeting new people, she will oftentimes revert to off-colour jokes and out of place humour due to her secret loathing of the changing times. What passed as entertainment years ago, once offensive to others, quickly becomes her favourite type of jest. Therefore, she can be quite blunt when she deems it necessary and safe. She loathes being made fun of, especially in a patronising way, mainly due to the fact she's never truly felt at home. Because of her long and isolated life, she can hold eternal grudges. While she knows it may benefit her to forget the wrongs done to her in the past, she also knows that anger and disdain are oftentimes the only way she can hold on to the memory of anyone she knew, whether she liked them or not. If she projects her hatred of not understanding her place in the world onto the vices of others, she finds it easier to live with herself, and her never-ending solitude. Everyone she gets close to eventually leaves her- death waits for no man. The promise of love wasn't one she'd ever received, and that made it easier to take advantage of the wrath which drives her. However, she always hoped one day she'd meet someone like her. If witches conspired with the Devil, why was she yet to meet him? She'd done things she regretted in order to try to make some sense of her life, and found nothing but emptiness. So, she stopped trying to do the right thing.

Story: Alone since she came into the world, she recalls nothing of her family. After leaving the small hamlet of her childhood behind, plague and disease taking away everyone she knew, she was frightened to discover she felt nothing for them. They'd mocked her from the moment she could speak, and she'd find out why later. She never died. She waited for death, and after reaching a certain age she just stopped changing, growing, anything indicative of being only human. It terrified her. Some said that her mother had sold her to the Devil before she was even born. Yet, no one ever came for her. Centuries of isolation passed without any truly lasting friendships. Then one day, out of the blue, a young man made her an offer she couldn't refuse. He was kind to her, in a way that she couldn't deny was genuine. She stopped trying to fight everything and everyone, and instead decided to protect the one person who was able to make her feel hopeful. In time she would she learn why his place in her life mattered so much. After her one and only friend in the scores of years she'd been without any companions introduces her to a man who all but swept her off her feet, she's found what she's been searching for. Vincent Phantomhive begs her to come with him to his school, prestigious for decades, and she relents. There, she meets his acquaintance, Adrian Crevan, known to most people solely by his profession: Undertaker. Valerie learns of Undertaker's true history, one as longstanding as hers. While she doesn't believe everything about what she's been told at first, she eventually has to come to terms with it: he's a vampire, and an ancient one at that. He sleeps in a coffin, adores the midnight hour, and pretty much treats death like it's a parade. While she knows Vincent and his friends aren't going to live forever, she knows of a way to protect them -especially him- since he was probably the first person to truly care about her in all her days. When his life is threatened, she makes a point to use every last one of her assets, mainly the Undertaker Vincent brought to her, to make her world a part of his, and she introduces him to side of a society even his family didn't quite know in full.

Relationships:
🌹•Vincent Phantomhive: Perhaps the only friend she's ever had, Vincent introduced Valerie to a kinder, more human world, and it is because of his unparalleled faith in her that she begins to trust and care for people, where she'd grown tired of isolation, caring only for herself and her misery for years. Due to her love and trust in Vincent, she regrets some of the awful choices she made beforehand, and goes to great lengths to change who she was. Vincent introduces her to a friend of his, who presumably knew his family, though he hadn't been informed on exactly how or why that is. Valerie does, and it hurts her to keep secrets from him, but she's acutely aware of the danger revealing too much of her past can pose. Even in more liberal and understanding world, there are some things even the most freethinking people are loathe to believe.

🌹• Adrian Crevan/Undertaker: At first she hated him for lying to her, and concealing certain information from Vincent, but she eventually came around and found what she was looking for in him: someone like her. Inevitably, due to their complimentary yet opposing personalities, they continually have a "love/hate" relationship, as Valerie despises being toyed with or made fun of and Undertaker pretty much lives for it. Inevitably, due to their shared roles in the Underworld of contemporary Great Britain, she is able to encounter forces like her. While she's yet to meet "The Devil" with whom she was once accused her of consorting, she doesn't deny the presence of entities like him any longer. While this story doesn't cover the extent of Vincent's death, and only briefly mentions life of his son, Valerie's perceptiveness and capability to foresee glimpses of people's life-paths and futures shed invaluable insight on what might happen after Vincent no longer lives. She knows trouble is coming for her friend, which is one of the major reasons why she feels compelled to protect him.

Interesting Facts:
🌹- She's incredibly skilled when it comes to science and math, but lacks certain creative cognitive abilities, which is why she oftentimes doesn't "get" a great deal of the harmless jokes people throw her way.
🌹-She's terribly afraid of illnesses, even though they cannot harm or hurt her at all.
🌹- Her favourite song is "Witchy Woman" by an American band known as Eagles. She oftentimes calls them "The Eagles" even though she knows that's not the proper way to do so.
🌹-Her favourite Holidays are Halloween, then, oddly enough, Valentines Day and Easter.
🌹- Her favourite Halloween costume is a Grim Reaper. She despises the thought of going as a witch, let alone a sexualised one. People died for that in the past, and she was yet to encounter another witch, so in her mind they must have all been innocent.
🌹- She once walked into an old Synagogue and saw a mural which bore her likeness so significantly a few of the elders asked her to leave.
🌹- One of her favourite things to do with her magic is to walk through graveyards, leaving behind her a trail of red roses. She'll never admit it's because the flower reminds her of blood rather than romance.
🌹- She dislikes flying.
🌹- She doesn't enjoy history courses, and refuses to attend school herself, as on one occasion she aimed to go to university, sat in on a course on the Victorian Era, took a practice test and failed because she got all the answers wrong. They told her she'd need to study "a lot" more before even considering applying to such a prestigious college. She was there to witness all those events. A good number of them were about people she knew. She never went to another class after that.
🌹- She can't tell time well on digital clocks.
🌹-She hates smartphones but loves iPods.
🌹- She won't ever tell anyone, but she really likes the Twilight Saga.
🌹- Vincent calls her "Belle" and for the longest time she thought it was because of her last name, especially since he'd made more than a few jokes about "roses" and how much she liked them. Eventually, one of his peers noted it was because she reminded him of Belle from Beauty and the Beast, a film she hadn't seen, but wanted to watch with Vincent. He hated it, even though it was a genuine compliment, so they never actually got around to seeing it together, and instead she read the synopsis online. She ended up agreeing with him.
🌹- She hustles people in pool halls, and has never lost or gotten in harms way because of it.
🌹- She's jealous of Harry Potter and abhors the books for getting the wrong idea about witches.
🌹- She loves sailing, and if she could, she'd love to "retire" and sail the world as a cruise ship captain.