Azura was born to Unai. and an unknown female, and solely raised by her father. Azura lived with Unai and her half sister Kacha untill she was 13 years old. Put through hardship after hardship, Azura had to learn to be tough from a young age and her soul grew cold and heavy
Growing up she always felt this unmistakable power in her veins, all the way to her finger tips. Azura lived with her father, Unai, and her half sister Kacha. Kacha was younger than Azura by a few years; Despite this Azura was the one who looked younger. During thier young childhoods Azura spent most of her time either training with thier cold father or spending time with Kacha. Her power continued to grow at her fingers as Unai put her through more and more stress. Untill when she was 10 years old, Azura had an accident while playing with Kacha. The power in her body exploded from her arm and burned her sister alive. Azura was left bleeding with her arm opened up and Kacha was in critical condition with massive burns and internal bleeding. As Punishment Unai refused to heal or get medical attention for Azura, who was left bleeding out on the steps. Azura managed to wrap her arm but it was only a temporary solution.
Unai grew colder and more distant than ever as Kacha was weak and barely alive for the next year, and Azura was feeling massive guilt as her arm grew weaker day by day and she felt her body being ripped apart from the inside like razorblades inside her veins. As the winter came, and snow covered their yard; Unai took Azura out to the backyard and told her she had to take her father's gun and shoot him, then take his corpse and dispose of it. Azura refused desperate not to lose her father, even if he was unjustly cruel at times. Unai responded by beating the poor girl untill she snapped and did as he commanded, Killing Unai and being left alone in the world with just Kacha.
Azura; Broken hearted and guilty returned to Kacha's bedside to see her weak half sister's slow descent into death. Consumed by regret and agony, Azura put the gun to Kacha's temple. "One last game, one bullet in Daddy's gun. If you survive, its mine." Kacha could barely speak but only nodded with tears in her eyes and Azura pulled the trigger. Click. Bang. Kacha's blood coated the pillow as the girl's breath ceased. Now Azura was truly alone, and wishing the Russian Roulette didn't lesson her guilt at all. That night, Azura packed her bag, lit a match and left the burning house behind her; and the two bodies of her only family and never went back.
Azura spent the next few months growing and selling cocaine to get by, often killing and eating the rats as food when money was tight. Eventually this caught the attention of Horatio and his men, angered by the girl undermining his profits, he sent his men to kill her. When the men came Azura was filled with fear and fought against them, using the remaining reserve of her power. She killed two of the men, but unfortunately her arm decided to crap out against the other four and she was face to face with the barrel of thier pistol. She closed her eyes and prepared herself, but click. Nothing happened, the gun had jammed? As the other men swapped weapons they decided to let the boss kill her himself and drug the girl off to Horatio.
Azura was blind folded, and had her hands bound behind her back as she was marched into the room to meet the boss and her violent death. Horatio heard his men's words about the lucky gun jam and decided to play a game with the 'Lucky" girl. Putting her with a few dead beats, and some dispensable men, he put one bullet in the gun and pased it to each of them with his own men pointing thier guns at them if they tried anything. Azura took the gun in her shaky hands when it was her turn and as commanded she did what she'd done to Kacha. Barrel to the temple, and click. Nothing, again she'd survived.
The men started mumbling about her as the game went on five times, Click. Her fellow victims lay bleeding out and dying beside her. The girl sitting in the blood puddle bit back her fear and smiled at Horatio. "Have I passed your test sir?" and whether under superstition or otherwise, Horatio let Azura into his ranks as a lower grunt.
Azura grew in the ranks as her training from Unai shown through, and her reputation began to form as the Devil's Daughter. Due to her luck of the gun draw, people began to spread the rumor that the devil itself wouldn't let her die and that was why she survived. People began to fear her, well besides Horatio, the man she was forced to give herself to in order to keep her rank and her life. She took him to bed when she was ordered to, however her ever growing fear of being knocked up continued to eat at her.
Untill one day, Horatio had beaten her violently over refusing a sex act and cut off her damaged arm. Horatio's pet panther, and pet was a very Generous word. It was a Accessory that lived in the metal cage. Azura could see in the cats eyes a spark of bloodthirst and hate that they shared for Horatio. She made a quick decision and opened the cage.
With a shaky breath the Panther was released and went for Horatio, ending the brutal crimelords life. Azura's eyes met the large deadly cats and fearing her lifes brutal end she stood still. For a long moment as the bloodied feline approached her and she prepared herself but it never came. The panther simply lay down on the bed.
Azura lived for the next few years running Horatio's crew with the Panther who she had named Raya staying by the house despite Azura releasing the bigcat.
Raya hung around the main building as Azura always left out food for the large cat she had grown fond of. Eventually Azura left Horatio's territory with one mission. To domimate the other crime families and make sure she'd never be in such a defensless spot again. While Azura was gone on her killing spree, Raya returned to the manor each day to look for her one armed masterr but didn't find her and ended up tracking her, following in her masters bloody prints and attacking those that tried to harm her.
Azura went from city to city on a bloody rampage as she attacked and used her massive power to burn and tear apart the mob and gang grunts she came across. But for the leaders, it was always the same. "Play the Game, you win; I die. Hehe.. But I've never lost." The game of roulette, one bullet, two people. The Game she never lost. Bang. Bang. Bang. One after the other, they all fell to her game and those that didn't; heard of her and willingly submitted or fled.
Blood covered her tracks as she went on her murder spree, filled with the rage and agony of Kacha, Unai, and Horatio's effects on her. She had one target left, Derakio; the crime lord of her home and the reason she had to leave to the other territory. He had to fall for Azura to ever go home, and she knew that. But Derakio knew about her, and sent his men to attack and kill her; fortifying his base. She went ahead anyway in her bloodthirsty rage and slaughtered his men alongside Raya; finally facing her enemy with malice in her eyes.
This was it, the ultimate battle. Azura the one armed witch girl versus the Crime lord warlock that had caused so much grief to her family and many others. Magic against magic the two clashed and Azura stood victorious and for the first time in a long time she felt.. whole for a moment; the power that lied dormant in her veins for so long, had killed her sister and taken her arm... Had won the battle. Triumphed over the enemy and she let her power fully out, and slowly her arm regrew using the blood of the fallen master she thought this a miracle but would find out much later the heavy cost it would take.
Azura; now free returned home and took over the Crime syndicate herself, her and Raya. Eventually Azura made Raya into her Familar, channeling the power of a mythic into the mortal cat so she'd live forever alongside her master. However Raya tends to like taking her original form most.
Shortly after Azura became so enaored with Raya she ended up getting more panthers to add to the property and her growing pride. Now the property is alive with the black cats roaming the large property, scaling the specially made cat walks and fishing at thier leisure
Azura slowly grew to be a much more dominanting presence than her predeccesor, cold and filled with a pension for hate she ran her Syndicate with an iron fist. She made sure her legacy would last, but it was missing one thing. An Heir. Living in this massive complex was kind of lonely and she longed to mark off that last checkpoint. Stopped taking BC and slept with many crime lord males in her underlings. But.. Nothing, never a positive. After two years of failure she went to multiple doctors and witch doctors; recieving the news she dreaded. She would never have a heiress, having her uncontrollable magic untreated for so long; letting it wreck havoc on her body.. it had taken her fertility away permanantly.
Disheartned and depressed by this, Azura took many years to accept it. Tried getting treatment for her Magic, which did help her immensly with her pain but did nothing to repair the damage done. She would never have an heir. Some time passed and she began to rescue or well buy Trapper caught shifter kids, and raise them as somewhat hers. But even she wanted to, she could never form the bond she wanted. It was too late for her mind, and she had grown much too cold and distant.
There was one aspect that she'd neglected to think about untill much later after she'd stop trying for a kid and realized her needs had been warped by Horatio. This was filled by her BDSM contracted hookup Coke the merman. This solved some of her anger but never all of it.
One day she met the oddest Boss she'd ever seen. Tin Man, the Yakuza Patriarch. With a tongue like a charmer snake and a persistance of a mule; Tin Man followed Azura for weeks before she'd hear him out and grant his request. He and his wife, had been trying for a child for a long time and he seeked out Azura's power as a solution and relunctantly Azura agreed. But to her surprise over the Trimesters, she grew somewhat fond of the Yakuza pairand actually considered them as Friends? If that was the word as she'd never had any. Too bad a few years later the pair went dark and she never heard a word from the friends who had abandoned her.