AN: Alrighty then...heres the third installment in this fic, thanks go to Larus and the mystic Miss Kawaii for reviewing my work and keeping me in high spirits to keep goin, another thing is that this chapter will be mostly based on "Countess Elizabeth Bathory" also known as the Blood Countess. yes she actually lived...I suggest you read up on her. Quite good reading.

3000 Years Ago...

"Kill them both...their blood will be used for my beauty" Lady Ishra commanded her servants as they took the two young girls to the dungeons.

Lady Ishra ruled the lands that in the present are now called Centra. Before the catastrophe that is.

Her stronghold is now the Centra Ruins. Filled with secrets no one was meant to be found. The history of Lady Ishra is a dark one...

This story begins 21 years ago when she was born...Her parents Lord Sarahim Aria and her mother Countess Lucia Aria gave birth to one single daughter.. Princess Ishra Aria. In those times the first born either male or female was the heir to the throne. Early in her childhood her parents saw that she was unlike other children ever since birth. She possessed dark eyes, smooth ivory like skin, full pouting lips, and black raven hair, and she never showed any emotion unless for attention from her parents. As she grew up, her mentality became this of vanity. That she was the prettiest, the smartest, funniest, and the most adored above everyone, even Hyne himself.

By the time she turned 16, her self absorption became a lifestyle, always trying to make herself look more and more beautiful, which she already was as she gained her beauty from her mother when she was young, but it still wasn't enough for her..she wanted more, she wanted perfection. That's when she met Halisha, the "witch" of the town north from where her family's castle was. Halisha made a deal with Ishra, beauty for power.

So Ishra made Halisha her right-handed woman when her parents passed away soon after her twenty-first birthday.Thats when the disappearances began to occur; every so often, one or two young girls went missing through the night from the nearby villages, never to be seen again. Soon after it began to occur more frequently. The townspeople would rush to the castle and ask her for help, but all she would do was send them away with nothing but worries of where their daughters might be.

"The townspeople become more and more alert your highness" Halisha counseled Ishra, "if you keep taking girls at this rate they will soon find out what you are up to."

"Let them, they cant do anything, I have a whole army at my dispossal and I will get rid of them for good if I have to" the Countess didnt care what happened just as long as she was eternally beautiful.

Months turned into years and Ishra started to show signs of aging...now was the time to put the captured females to good use. Halisha had told her that if she were to remain young she'd have to bathe in the blood of thefemales they had kidnapped and kept in locked away in the dungeons...The time had come and Ishra could finally use her sadistic toys. One of many which was the Iron Maiden (self explanatory).

Ishra's blashphemous deedsof killing young peasant girls kept her pleaseduntil one night the screams of the torturedgirls were heard outside the castle walls and the people of the town stormed it taking her completely by surprise and taking her captive along with Halisha, which was burned at the stake for witchcraft and demonic rituals. Ishra was kept in confinement in a tower where she stayed there until her death 6 years later. Before Ishra died, she made a pact with the devil...

"I will give you my soul if you give me life once again"

"how about this..you give me your soul, and I will make you feared"

"done...but..I want to be feared in another time...far away from here"

"Then 3000 years from now, on the annyversary of your death, the Beast shall arise and create havoc once again" The Devil smiled a wicked laugh and waited for her response.

"an eternity of cruelty...so the beast my arise...I accept"

Thats when the first Lunar Cry event happened destroying all the people in the Centra region, leaving nothing but smouldering rocks and death. Now she awaits for her time to come back...when she once again will be feared and will reign with an iron fist across the land.

A:NSorry if its badly written or whatever but if you want to know more details then I really really really suggest you read up on Lady Bathory. Her history is dark and bloodwritten. I for one am in love with vampires so that pretty much gave away the rest of the story but thats okay for now. Another thing is I'd like to thank the best Dark Metal band ever 'Cradle of Filth' for inspiring me in making this fic with their lyrics and my own personal happening in life...so keep the reviews coming and I will keep this true to life (with somewhat fiction) story goin.