Vivienne's eyes stayed closed as she awoke from what felt like a deep slumber, she could feel the hardness, the uncomfortableness of what she was laying on underneath her. She could feel and smell the air around her, in the distance she could hear voices, they seemed close and far away at the same time and she truthfully had no clue where they were coming from. Or even where she was. Or even who she was. A slight panic rose inside her as she wracked her brain, it was as if she was a clean slate, with no memories of who she was or where she came from. It was terrifying, and it infuriated her. A name crossed her mind.. [i]Vivienne[/i]. That must be her name she thought.

Slowly and carefully she opened her eyes, revealing two bright blue orbs, to find that the room was empty of others except for herself, she felt weird, as if there were something wrong with her, as if her body had been changed from how it had been before, not that she could remember how it had been before, she just had this feeling something was off. Swallowing her fear she looked down at herself, taking in her paled skin, again it was wrong, it shouldn't be that pale, yet it was. Her hands were normal, fingers slender, the muscles in her arms toned. Her shirt had ridden up slightly and she discovered a slight bruising to her stomach, one that was quickly fading to nothing before her eyes. She shut her eyes unable to comprehend what was happening as she ran her hands through her golden brown hair which had curled and grabbed at it, trying to wrap her head around what was happening to her. 

Swallowing her fear Vivienne stood up on strong legs and slowly walked towards the door, her ears perking at the sounds of other voices. Where was she? The walls looked stone like, and old, much older than what the memories her body had that she couldn't seem to reach, sighing she felt anger spark inside of her, and then..then there was the hunger. It built like a fire inside of her stomach as just outside the door she fell to her knees as the fire consumed her every being, she let out a low guttural growl from her throat that surprised even herself and she felt the rage, so much of it. Directed at the fact that she couldn't remember anything, that she didn't know where she was, and that she was so hungry she couldn't stand it. Finally she let out a loud scream of pain as the fire of hunger consumed her body, [b]AHHHHH[/b] 

Slowly and with small aching puffs of breath she gripped the wall and pulled herself onto her feet clutching her stomach she began slowly walking towards the voices, hoping they could help, hoping she didn't take her wrath out on them, and hoping the hunger would go away. Each step was a task and she grimaced the entire way.