Ixi Amnell

As a Child, Ixi had a troubled life. Her father was viciously killed in a spin with a crime syndicate. He begged Ixi to get the knife and stab them, and the leader even disarmed himself for her. He was fat, and unarmed, she had a knife within reach. However, she couldn't do it, and she hesitated, for love of her father, and love of life in general. When they finally killed him with a hard kick to the head, she collapsed. The gangsters left her alone, figuring that she was too weak to live on her own and would die.

Her father died, and she blamed herself for it. She was forced to live on the streets, and there, she learned to hate the world. She scorned all those who passed by, happily, unawares of what had happened to her. Nobody cared, and nobody loved her. She was contented to die in the street. She came to the conclusion that Caring, Compassion, and Love led to Weakness, and that Weakness led to hesitation.

However, there was one. His name was Robert Amnell. He wasn't a fur, but he was an Anthro spider. He was an orphan, and knew the pain of losing one's parents. He consoled her, and from ages 5 to 17, he became the focus of her life. He and Ixi were together near constantly. He taught her to tough out the harder times. He taught her a unique martial arts that he had developed only for spiders, but was able to teach her in his own way.

  Tragedy struck. One night, after making love for the first time down by the lake, they headed back to the apartment that they had rented. However, Robert's leg got caught in the train tracks that they had to cross to get there. He begged Ixi to go get help, but she was in shock. She knew the train schedule, and that soon, a train would come and hit him. After about five minutes of shock, she went on to try getting help. When she'd finally gotten back, all that they found was his leg.

However, he was alive, about a mile down the road. He was in the hospital, in critical condition. Ixi never left his side, not even to eat. When he had recovered, minus a leg, though, tragedy struck once more. The crime syndicate had found that Ixi lived, and didn't like that someone knew how they took her father out. They stormed the hospital, and killed Robert just like they'd killed her father. She escaped, and harbored a hatred for the world, and an even deeper hatred for herself.

This hatred is what drives her on, it is her reason for existence. She hates to live, and lives to hate. She cannot have friends, or lovers.