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Name- Iris Cassandra Rossi

Age- 21

Looks- olive skin, blue eyes, soft and gentle features in the face, sholder length black hair that is held in a ponytail. 5ft9,140lb.

Outfit normally seen in pressed blue jeans, grey blouse, black flats, a gold locket with her mother's picture, peral earings.

Personality can be spit fire when pushed, generally a gentle loving person, quick witted and resourceful.

Iris is the daughter of David Rossi though he didn't know about her. Grew up in poverty Iris held on to hope she would dig herself out. Worked hard everyday and landed a job at the FBI. She has a bit of a chip on her shoulder for David Rossi. She blames him for not being there for her growing up. She feels if he was she wouldn't have suffered being Raped, molested, starved at times.

Chapter 1

It was my first day on the job and I have to face him. The man that helped create me David Rossi my father. The air was still and became harder to breathe stepping onto the elevator. I pressed the button and assented to meet the team. Aaron Hotchner stood by the door waiting for me. "Miss Iris Rossi I am Aaron Hotchner. We spoke on the phone." He said holding his hand out to me. I take in smile at him while shaking his hand. "Its an honor to meet you sir." I spoke before being lead threw the glass door and to a room with a round table. There sat the team I was assigned to. I felt all there eyes on me sizing me up like meat. "Everyone this is Special agent Iris Cassandra Rossi." He said before looking to me. "Iris this is the team Emily Prentiss, David Rossi, Dr.Spencer Reid ,Penelope Garcia,Derek Morgan,Jennifer Jareau, and Elle Greenaway. I hope you are ready Miss Rossi because wheels up in twenty. David will brief you on the way." He said leaving the room as everyone left behind he except my so called father. "Hell of a name you got their Iris. I did some digging on you. I knew your mother I promise you I didn't know about or I would have been in your life sooner." I glare at him "No need for niceties then. I called you when my mother was in a hospital bed dying! I call in hopes that you could save her! I was ten years old David! I was placed in the system raped, molested, had the living hell beat out of me. " I said tearing up he just stairs at me. "Iris I never received a phone call from you." He said confused. "I didn't think you would ask you pretty little wife." I said before shaking my head. "Come on we have a job to do." I said turning to walk away only to be stopped by his hand on my shoulder. I turn and looked at him he looked remorseful. "Iris nothing I can say will make what happened right. I truly am sorry for it all let's go kid." He said walking past me. How is he walking away making me feel like the ass whole. Why am I the ass whole?

I quickly get caught up apparently in Baltimore there have been a string of kidnappings of children. I looked at the photos and recognized the insignia of asmodeus. "That sick son of bitch is here." I said not meaning it to be out loud. "What do you mean by that? We don't even have an unsub profile made." Reid said looking at me so do the other's. I sigh before standing up unbutton my blouse taking it off. There on my back in the same spot was the insignia. They all gasp blown away by this. "He went from bran and dump to brand then kill. Those poor babies I want this sick bastard found. I want to bing him in." I said whipping away my tears. "You believe this is the same person that raped you as a child?" Hotchner asked my father takes a drink before clearing his throat. "I hope one of them get to him before I do." David Rossi said shaking. "If he has other victims with a similar MO only instead of letting them go he kills them. Why chang it up it makes no sense." Emily said thinking. "What part of fucking a child makes sense." I said sitting down in the chair. "What we know it this is one sick individual and needs to be stopped. You know what to do Iris I hate to ask this but ,do you remember what this unsub did to you?" Hotchner asked and I nod. " I was nine years old. I was waling home from school because mom had an appointment. A car drove up parked along side me and I was pulled inside. I was tide,bound, and gagged I could smell a strange perfume. I to this day can't describe it in another way than strange. The unsub drove for what I believe to be twenty minutes from where he took me. I was then his over the head only to wake tied to a mattress naked. A man in a leather black mask he just smiled at me before he began to rape me. He would laugh when I begged him to stop. He said I was a gift from his master and I should be honored to have the opportunity. He would put me in several positions he came inside me several times. He said I was one of his masters whores that needed to be broken in once finished. He flipping me on my stomach and branded me with the insignia of asmodeus." I said before my dad offered me his whiskey. "You need this." I took it and drank it. "The perfume as you said how did it make you feel?" Spencer asked once I hand the empty tumbler glass back to David. "Numb" I thinking back. "That bastard drugged me with an air born narcotic." I said as it clicked. "No I say more like a mild sedative. It was enough to keep you down so he can preform these acts." Spencer said zero amount of empathy in his voice. He was speaking more in a tone that represents thinking. "I believe its the same person the markings are the same. When those cuts heal they will become scars like mine. The smae man shot my mother a year after. I couldn't mistake his voice. I froze and hid as he drove off. I want him found but do not leave me in the same room. I will kill him if you do." I said glaring at the wall the sound on my screams and pleading for him to stop playing in my head on repeat.