Catherine was born to a woman named Martha Robson and a man named Jared Chandler on October 15, 1983, in London, UK. At the time of her birth, Martha and Jared were both unhappy about having a baby girl, Martha more so than Jared. Still, they accepted the fact that they had a healthy baby girl and named her Catherine. At first, it seemed like Martha and Jared were coming around to the idea of having Catherine around until Martha told Jared about how Catherine wasn't her first child. Martha had given birth three years ago to another baby girl named Marci who was quickly adopted. Anger filled in Jared as Martha told him the story and wanted nothing more to do with either her or their new baby, so he left later that night.
Being a single mother again, Martha tried to support both her and Catherine but as a newborn babe, her needs were a lot more than Martha's. Faced with a choice of either going back home to her parents, who made her get rid of Marci in the first place, for help or giving up Catherine, Martha chose her own selfish ways once more and left Catherine at an orphanage.
The orphanage wasn't entirely too bad, to say the least. Catherine got to be around kids mostly her age her whole life while trying for years to get adopted. Upon reaching the age of fourteen she had given up hope that she would get accepted into a loving family and made the most of making a family at the orphanage who were in the same boat as her. She had come around to referring her orphan mother as her actual mother, considering Catherine never knew who her birth mother was, and protected the younger kids from anyone who messed with them, even if it was the other kids in the orphanage.
Upon the age of eighteen, Catherine knew she had to leave the place she was starting to call home, the orphanage couldn't take care of her anymore now that she was considered an adult, she moved out the following day giving every kid that was left behind multiple hugs and warm wishes that they get adopted. Many asked Catherine where she would go and even though the world scared her a bit, Catherine left a smile on her face and told them, "Wherever the wind takes me."
Catherine soon became part of the working class picking up odd jobs and even worked as a waitress for two places just so she could get out of the homeless shelter she had been living in and purchase a boat ticket and passport to America. It took her almost a year but she never felt more happy or proud of herself than at that moment. The boat ride wasn't luxurious but it was enough for Catherine to sit out on the deck the whole time and watch her leave the country she knew as home and enter a world where she had no clue what was next. Still, Catherine was hopeful.
Upon entering America the boat stopped and docked in Maine near a town called Vrévale and Catherine set out on foot to find this town and seek employment. Upon her travel came a car too nice for Catherine to ever afford and pulled over to talk to her. Inside was a male who wore bright sunglasses and kept the inside of his car pitched black as possible. "Hey, sweetheart you need a ride?" Asked the male, sending a shiver of unease down her spine. Catherine knew not to get in the car with strangers, so she shook her head no but politely told him that she was okay.
Then it all happened to fast, she saw him get out of the car and come towards her but Catherine was to slow to really do anything to stop him from grabbing her by the neck and expose a set of fangs. Screaming away what her lungs preserved for oxygen, Catherine flailed until she decided to finally fight back. She managed to punch the male in the nose hard enough. Surprised by her strength the male vampire let her go and Catherine took the millisecond head start toward the running car and quickly got in to lock it and drive away as fast as she could reaching the speed of almost one hundred and twenty miles. How she didn't manage to crash was a mystery.
Catherine managed to reach Vrévale safely and headed towards the nearest police station to inform the clerk what had happened only she didn't seem as surprised as Catherine had been even when she said that a Vampire had attacked her. Still, the clerk said she would send people out to investigate, then inspiration hit it, perhaps Catherine could join the police force. While at the station Catherine received as much info as she could about the police academy and got to work filling out paperwork.
The academy wasn't much different than being at the orphanage, she shared living quarters with other cadets that were there and soon built another family that both helped and pushed her to become one of the best cops for Vrévale. She graduated at the top of her class and pushed to become a detective over the next five years. Luckily she got the promotion when someone stepped down and recognized all the good work Catherine had been doing.
Catherine has been a detective ever since and soon got around to snooping in places where she shouldn't have been, coming across a file of a report that she made when she first arrived. Flipping through, it said that they ended up finding the vampire that had attacked her and made sure he was 'dealt with'. What it was Catherine knew it wasn't talking about jail and she also knew that she wasn't crazy when she told the clerk that she had been attacked by a Vampire. Her world started to spin as she read more and more files about other supernaturals that were more than Vampires, and their place of safety was Vrévale.