B'Elanna - This was a magical creation that had gained sentience and dared to defy it's master.
Crafted to mimic the "real" B'Elanna Torres of Star Trek Voyger, this excerpt tells her tale.

            The golden haired elfin lady turned and looked at the coppery maned elfin man,
                  who give a half smile and shrug.

                  "Ladies first?" Seeker smiled, causing Torres' elfin heart to beat a little faster in
                  delight.

                  Torres, very much a product of the 24th century, found this small display of
                  chivalry on Seeker's part delightful. She smiles a dazzling smile and nods
                  affirmative.

                  She turns to the other elves and beings to speak.

                  "Okay…..I have to warn you two that what I'm about to tell you about myself will
                  sound insane….but it's the truth," Torres beings.

                  "After all that has happened today to us that would take some doing," Fred
                  quipped. Astra nodded in agreement.

                  "Well the day is just begun….but anyway here it is," Torres says. "I wasn't born
                  an elf. Rather, I was….er….made as something else before this." She gestures
                  with her hands at her curvious, beautiful body.

                  "Oh, did that mad mage get you also?" Astra said, feeling a sudden kinship with
                  this other female elf.

                  "No, that didn't happen," Torres said, looking at a loss to say this without
                  sounding like she was crazy.

                  She sighed, for she couldn't think of anyway to do it diplomatically.

                  Dream Prop or no, she was still more of an Engineer and much less of a diplomat.
                  In other words, she would have to do this by her usual…..no frills approach.

                  "I was created in an alchemical bath by a vile mage by the name of Tesla," Torres
                  says abruptly. "I was a creation that he termed as a Dream Prop, which is what
                  I'm told is some type of magical golem. I gained sentience, and for a while I
                  thought I was….something other than what I was……"

                  "TESLA OF ATLANTIS?!" both elves squeak in shock (yes squeek).

                  Eyes look into the deep purple orbs that this elfin lass has, and see that this is not
                  a joke (and what a poor joke it'd be if it was)! As for being a golem, both Astra
                  and Fred were familiar with the stories of how certain settlements of those of the
                  Jewish faith had created vagueally humanoid creations to serve and protect them
                  from those who'd harm them (and considering the hatred that some - who both
                  Allaria and Aqualaria found to be just a step above pond scum - such creations
                  were a good idea).

                  The woman that stood before them hardly looked like something related to the
                  animated pieces of clay. She hardly acted like something supposed originated
                  from such as those….either. A golem was powerful. It was strong. It wasn't much
                  in the way of….personality, however.

                  Then again, there had been other rumors of a sentient golems…supposedly found
                  and befriended by Queen Alicia of Ethiopia, were true, also. It was rumored that
                  the golems were so life like in appearance that one could not tell from looking
                  alone. Behavior, of course, was a different matter….since they weren't human.
                  However, they were hardly the magical automation like their Jewish counterparts.

                  But if the other golems were….active long enough…..then what? Fred thinks
                  to himself….and had a feeling that something special might occure.

                  Something like a thing becoming a person in it's own right?

                  Looking into the pure pools of color that were B'Elanna's eyes put to rest any
                  doubts about the validly of her claim.

                  "Okkkayyy," Fred says finally, a little spooked. "You're a golem that came to
                  life….sort to speak. I take it from the way this story seems to be going that you
                  were going to turn on that evil bastard? And more to the point….."

                  "How in God did Tesla survive all these years?!" Astra put in….aghast at all this.
                  "He killed himself when he destroyed his nation in his rage."

                  "First, let me tell you what I know….through the magical virtue of having been
                  created by him," Torres says softly. "All creations by him have a working
                  knowledge of the life of him. It's something of a mental conceit on his part….as
                  well as a signature of his workmanship. So, through that, I know that he had
                  faked his death, and moved himself to the a private resort he'd made for himself
                  called Nod. Now, Nod had a few shortcomings in that while he could produce
                  some items with although….it didn't have the right……whatever…..to be usable
                  in as far as keeping him alive and magically going. But the dark mage was familiar
                  with the fell practice of necromancy and….he changed himself into a
                  vampire….that is after he killed all the other versions of himself."

                  Two pairs of eyes blink at that, not certain if they had heard that correctly. Other
                  versions of himself?! That made no sense!

                  At least not yet, that is…

                  "God have mercy," Fred whispered hoarsely. Brave though he was….Tesla was
                  WAY out of his league!

                  "Thus he was able to extend his life indefinitely….but in the process of becoming
                  a vampire….he had locked himself to the land of Nod so he could never leave it,"
                  Torres sighed. "Vampires needing the dirt of the homeland where they were
                  converted and all that. But, though bound, he could use the nature of Nod to his
                  advantage, and he soon went back to old habits of Empire and conquest. He
                  tortured the dreams of those he wanted to use as puppets for conquest
                  and……he did it quiet well for a LONG time. Soon, his greed turned his eyes
                  back to the world that had spawned him…..the place we'll just call Terra Prime
                  for the sake of argument."

                  "Why should this world be Prime?" Astra asked with a touch of pique. "Why not
                  call my Tera Prime?"

                  Fred looked like he wanted to ask the same thing.

                  "First, because this is their world and it's a courtesy gesture if nothing else,"
                  Torres said, slightly annoyed. "Also, for another thing…."

                  Torres told of what Seeker had told her of what had happened to the Terra that
                  he had been on. Doing that…and getting the other elves to believe was a bit of a
                  heroic effort, but she managed (painful as it was…..and she was half amazed a
                  herself for not losing her patience).

                  Then again, she felt sorry for them when the idea of weapons of mass
                  destruction translated to….as far a body counts go. They looked rather green
                  around the gill.

                  "So the Enemy is on par with the Atlantians on that front," Fred said quietly.

                  "As well as the Military," Astra threw in. "But from what B'Elanna has said…and
                  from what my intuition is telling me…..the Military is by far better in their morals
                  than the Enemy and the Atlantians….who strike me as being rather….evil."

                  Seeker mentally sighed in relief. On the last world, it had been an uphill battle to
                  get the locals to trust the Military (or the Golems as the locals called the
                  Military….for the Cybernetic Avatar that the Military used to make their
                  presence felt down on that world). I would have been much easier for the humans
                  of the Military meet the natives in the literal flesh….to allay fears. But that had
                  courted death with the mysterious Phage.

                  "As it was," B'Elanna continued. "Tesla could not reach out in the usual way.
                  Something about it being against the Rules. Don't ask….I can't tell you anything
                  about what that's about because I don't know anything more than what I've told
                  you. However, he had hatched a plan to circumnavigate around the limitations set
                  upon him.

                  "He couldn't well reach Terra Prime via his normal method but he could and did
                  attempt to do it via accessing realms with little to no magic within," Torres said.

                  "How…could a civilization of any worth survive without a bit of magic?" Astra
                  wondered aloud.

                  "Probably….through the use of science," Fred speculated with a distant,
                  thoughtful look. "It's not as effective as magic is in healing and other things….but
                  it's by far more affordable to the masses….and I always had a feeling that we
                  haven't even begun to see it's full potential…"

                  Fred and Astra started to argue about the merits of science when Torres
                  interrupted.

                  "That's exactly how Tesla planned on doing it," Torres said, almost smiling when
                  she sees Astra blink in surprise…and then nod. "Tesla might not understand
                  science as he understood magic….but he could control those who had
                  science…so it made little to no difference! "I was fashioned after on of the crew
                  members of a science powered ship called the Voyager, a ship capable of travel
                  between the stars…..if you can accept that. Anyway, I was to help, along with
                  my brother and sister Dream Props, torture the dreams of one human called
                  Kathryn Janeway, the ship's captain. Only, something went wrong in the planning,
                  and our….er….play got canceled. We were all called in to get reprocessed into
                  component parts for reuse on another….better plan of attack. But….."

                  "But something happened and you gained you own mind?" Astra guessed, and
                  smiled a little when the golden haired elf nodded affirmative.

                  "I came to myself…wondering where everyone else was," Torress continued.
                  "See, though I had gained free will and all that….I was under the illusion that I
                  actually was the person I was fashioned to resemble…..but that didn't last long
                  after Seeker rescued me from a lackey Telsa had sent to eliminate the annoying
                  Dream Prop that had dared to defy his will…"

                  She smiled and hugged the coppery maned male elf, who looked a
                  bit….disconcerted still at the adore Torres seemed to have for him. He then
                  smiled a half dreamy smile and gave her a quick peck on the check. The two
                  smiled at each other for a few seconds and then Torres made a valiant effort to
                  bring herself back to the task at hand.

                  "Seeker saved my life, and told me of himself and the Military he was part of. At
                  first I didn't….fully appreciate the noble being he was but I soon was more than
                  enlightened when he risked his own existence in an attempt to free me again
                  from Tesla…who'd managed to magically locate me and whisk me into his
                  clutches.

                  "And I owe him so much for what he tried to do and what he did to keep me
                  sane when I found out the truth about my artificial origins." She finished, bowing
                  her head slightly while closing her eyes….silently crying in joy at what Seeker had
                  done and tried to do for her.

                  Torres then coughed and blushed at that display.

She dropped her last name but kept her first name, since in her opinion "....it sounded quiet nice
for an elfin woman."  Fell for Elrondir hard, and both are now married and happy together as they
travel around with Doctor Who.  Are apprentices in magic to Sigin 2.

B'Elanna took up her love's faith, The Church of Silocon Valley, becasue she found religon in it.  Go figure.

Religious Affiliation- Church of Silicon Valley
Marital Status- Married (Elrondir)
Race - Elf