Name: Clariza Martin Alias: Riz Dob: unknown , but found at 4 months old in 80' Hair: Natural black , with red highlights at certain times Eyes: Ocean blue ( varies from dark to bright almost glowing) Skin: Very very fair Build : 5'5 , athletic Scars: none .. ever Nationality: Unknown Race: Unidentified Family: None ( was orhpaned and given a variation ofthe  name of the nun that found her and the last name of the Church ) Personality: Loner Associates : None Criminal Record : Basically a Short novel from Misdemenors, to Grand auto theft , Assualt of a officer, Assualt, and home invasions.Ages 9 up to 14. Education : ~St.Martins School K-10 , Los Angelas Correctional Military School 10 - 12.                 ~ 2 years at Los Angelos University , major in Hematology and emergency medicine, minor in Music. Dropped out.                   ~ Degree in Mixology at L.A. Bartenders School. Skills: Skilled guitarist, Can mimic any sound she hears  down to the very same pitch. Photographic Memory, Skilled in guns and knives. Hand to Hand combat.(military school)  Can pick any lock that is opened with a key. Can make a mean Mixed drink.

Her origin is a mystery, found as a baby on the steps of St. Martins Church, wrapped in an expensive, black leather jacket with nothing but an oddly shaped necklace and note, asking that she be taken care of and protected. Named Clariza Martin after the nun that found her, and the church, she was a difficult child and never found a foster home willing to keep her. Her life of crime began with theft, usually from book and music stores, at the young age of nine, and by the age of 14 she was finally given the choice of military school, or a few years in jail as a repeat offender. She chose option number one. In military school she was a loner, but she got into scuffles. She quickly discovered that she was faster, stronger, and healed more quickly than most, in addition to preferring the darkness. Her sight seemed to work better in the dark, and her hearing and sense of smell well above average. Dreams began to ravage her mind, exhilarating and frightening, filled with blood and full moons, and wolves running through the forest. Her fascination with blood led her to an interest in medicine, and when she'd graduated, she enrolled in UCLA to major in hematology and emergency medicine-as well as minor in music. Two years into her education, still not fitting in and finding herself craving meat, she accidentally lifted a beaker of blood in place of her soda can. The rush that followed was like none other, but the incident took place in front of an entire class, and she dropped out of school immediately after. Money became an issue, and so she earned a degree in mixology, allowing her to stay awake at night as she loved to and bartend around Los Angeles. Eventually, however, the draw of Las Vegas caught her in its grasp. With no real attachment to the City of Angels, she left it in favor of the City of Sin, hoping to find work there, and perhaps herself as well.