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Age of terror Reign of the Night

The Year was Year 261 AC After the Conquest and Lady Ellyn Reyne could not help but watch in dismay as Lannister forces assaulted Tarbeck hall after defeating their armies on the field.

She had sent ravens to all corners of the westerlands demanding and begging aid, now she waits and watches as the Lannister's set up their trebuchets outside the castle, she prayed to every divine being out there, the seven, the old gods and even the Lord of Light as she hugs her son from the safety of their tower before rocks began to pummel and smash in them.

One of the many flinged boulders hit their tower causing it to collapse, she could only scream as she and her child plummeted to ground until all was silence.

She saw and felt nothing after racing to the ground, and all she knew from then on is nothing.

Nothing but utter darkness until a suffocating hold grasped her lungs and she gasped for air that filled her lungs that felt old and deprived, as if years oxygen was absent from them

Her eye's opened to behold a dank and dirty stone ceiling above her head where a chandelier hung with a few of it's candles dimly alit.

She simply stared up at the ceiling with blank eye's as her mind slowly awakened 'Wher… who…where am i?' she thought as memories slowly began to appear before her eye's 'I'm… Ellyn Rayne, married to Lord Walderan Tarbeck. My son…. My son….MY SON!' like an explosion, her mind awakened as the last memories of her life, the siege of Tarbeck hall flashed into her mind and jumped up with a fright "Tion!?" she cried out the name as her eye's dance around the darkness of the room in search of the golden haired boy who was at her side.

Only to find no hint of golden hair in the room around her.

"My, my. Finally awake are we." A deep voice spoke out in a suave manner that sent chills down her spine, Ellyn snapped her head in the direction she heard it and beheld a man sitting in the darkest shadow of the room "And here I thought, it was another wasted attempt."

Ellyn jumped to her "Who are yo-!" just as she was about to demand she felt something slip down her body, it was only by looking down that she saw it was a sheet but most importantly… that she was wearing nothing.

Embarrassment surged though her in a flash that she just as quickly picked up the only cover yet again to hide her exposed naked figure "WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!?" she screeched out in a panic, looking to the only other being in the room for the answer but all she got was an amused smile which invigorated a new found anger toward man.

"you're dress was in very poor condition when I found you. And any other clothing you might have had was ether destroyed or ransacked during the assault on your home." The man explained as he leaned his head against his fist that rested with the limb it was connected to on the arm of the chair he was sitting on. "And I don't keep such clothing on my being or in my home."

Ellyn regained her composer and assumed that famous westerlander arrogance and stature as she looked at him like he was commoner or filthy peasant compared to her "I demand to know who you are ser?" she said in an uppity manner.

But soon regretted it as a frown married his face and she suddenly felt like she was a mouse in the presence of a dragon, a cold deathly air filled the room as his red eye's bored right into her.

However it all eased up as a snap was heard before the entire room was bathed in light from the multiple candles suddenly lighting up and it was there that she truly saw him

He was deathly pale, Paler then the dead with long maintained white hair that would've mistaken him for a Targaryen had it not been for the blood red eye's he used to bore into her soul. He was young, younger then her husband and possibly at the age of his prime and he wasn't bad looking either in a grim sort of way, he had that enchanting charm that she couldn't help but be allured by.

He dressed in rich dark leather clothing but it sort of looked old and bit worn out with a bat sidgil stitched in which she racked her mind for any house that beared that symbol but none came to mind.

"It would seem that death has not humbled You. But I grant you the knowledge of your saviour, I am…. Victor." The newly introduced Victor introduced himself as the tome in his hand slammed shut.

Ellyn released the air she held as the threatening aura in the room was lifted and she was allowed to breath normally once again, but something about what he said plagued at her mind "What do you mean by Death?"

Victor merely chuckled in a deep tone that sent shivers down her spine "Isn't it obvious? Surely the memory of falling from the highest tower hasn't been lost during your final resting." Like a stampeding Calvary, the memory was not lost on her as the final moments still lingered in her mind but she assumed it to be a bad dream or a nightmare but that was clearly not the case.

Slowly but surely she began to realise that she was indeed dead, her children and husband slain, her new home destroyed before help could come. Like a ton of bricks that crushed her fallen form she finally realised that she had died, her husband's house, her sons, everyone she knew in those final moment was all gone, red tears fell from her eye's as she collapsed against frame of the table she was on.

From there she cried, she cried out in sorrow and despair as everyone she loved and knew was dead besides her.

Her children, her sons.

Victor merely watched with apathetic look as Ellyn continued to wail out her greatest of sorrows, but soon it ended as a new feeling emerged, one not used in a long time and now far greater then ever before.

Unearthly hatred and malice burned within her eye's as her face scrunched up into an ugly sneer with her teeth bared out like an animal, a sight that amused Victor as Ellyn looked more animal then woman for the moment given her new features that she has yet to know of.

Ellyn Reyne mind was solely focusing on one face that has been a thorn and pain in their asses for a long time now, a certain blonde man who was the son of the weakest lord in the seven kingdoms.

Tywin Lannister.

The Very name invokes unnatural fury and hatred within Ellyn as the hero and champion of the Nine Penny kings war has been a giant pain their plans since the day he came back home, all of their borrowed money from Tytos Lannister was no more, the letters of repayment that continuously hounded them, and finally the day of judgement when the Lannister Host finally attacked after scathing claims of treason was declared onto them.

Ellyn's fist's clinched together so tightly that she didn't realise that blood was dripping down her pale hands from her nails digging deeply into her palm.

It wasn't until she heard chuckles that she snapped out of her raging and glared at the being who chortled at her dismay "What are you laughing at!?" she growled out, forgetting about what happened not long ago when she demanded of him.

However Victor did not raise to her growl as he instead calmed down to explain himself "You." He simply said causing the rage fuelled distraught woman to stand up once again and meet the man's gaze with her own malice fuelled eye's.

"It is quite amusing to see such liveliness and emotion in a being who was just recently dead. It shows that my experiment has proven fruitful." All anger washed away as concern for what he had done when he mentions experiment, she began to think up a storm of dreaded thoughts as she thinks back to her naked body and her visit with death.

"W-What have you done?" she hesitantly asked.

Victor smile only grew as he looked at her with continued amusement "Why don't you see for yourself." With a gesture directed behind her, Ellyn turned and dropped her sheet in shock of what she beheld before her.

There standing in the reflection of dusty and old full length mirror was a woman with deathly pale unblemished skin with white long hair as white as snow and deep red pools that bore into her being. Lady Eylln uncaring of exposer walked to the mirror where the being in the reflection match in step until she stood face to face with unnatural creature in the mirror "W-w-w-what HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!" she gave out an unearthly wail as she looked at form in terror.

Gone was her glorious golden hair as in place was cold snow hair, gone were her enchanting green eye's as red blazing pools stared back at her from it's blood tear stained face, her fair complexion replaced with deathly pale skin but most notably as she saw upon closer inspection, long fangs protruding from her upper lip. Her tongue dance within her mouth feeling the extension of her piercers on both the upper and bottom jaw that ended in a point.

"I have given you what many dream to have." Ellyn turned to her so called saviour who was suddenly standing right before her and looking down upon her with those cold unfeeling red eyes "I have more than just given you a second chance in life. I have given you the greatest gift you could ever wish for."

"I don't care! Turn me back, I don't want this! I don't want to be a monster!" Ellyn wailed out as she grasped at his shirt in a pleading manner, no longer human but a hideous creature in mockery to her once beautiful self.

Victor merely look at her with a stone cold face, unfazed by her frantic pleading and hold on his clothing "you know very little of the boon I have bestowed upon your once wretched body. This appearance that you so easily forsake is more gift then curse. What strength you had in life, is nothing compared to the one you now have in death."

Lady Ellyn dropped to her knee's before him, unable to keep standing but Victor kneeled down to her level and lifted her teary face to look at him as he spoke in a much more softer tone the before "Time will never harm you, death will never take you for you are as immortal and eternal as the Night."

Ellyn like how that sounded as every being, namely women wished to keep their young and enchanting looks forever but at the same time she couldn't help but weep for lost loved ones that died during the siege of Tarbeck. She didn't want to live in a world without them but at the same time she didn't want to squander the opportunity given to her, to live both eternally young and immortal, and to get revenge on the one man who took everything away from her.

Victor frowned down upon her form, seeing it was weak but it is expected after having just freshly reawakened from death "You are Weak. You must feed." Before she knew it, Victor was gone like the wind as the door to their chamber was open in a flash.

She waited there, unable to move as what strength she had recently possessed was gone and in it's place was a hollowing emptiness that gnawed at her, Victor returned… but not alone as struggling in his one hold by it's throat was a man.

She knew not who he is, only by seeing the state of his rugged and dirty clothes did she deduce him to be a peasant who was bounded by his hands and feet with rope and cried out in harsh choking gasps.

Ellyn didn't know why he was here but before she could think of the reasons for his state and presence, Victor stopped before her with the bound man and gripped his shirt and head, pulling them both and exposing his neck to her.

Before she utter a word, Victor cut a vein in his neck with his nail were a trickle of blood slowly dripped down from the cut, Ellyn's thoughts and feelings were silenced, any word she was about to say was cut off as all she could do was watch the small drip of blood trickle down before her.

All sounds and feelings around the room were deafened to her apart from the loud beating of a heart… but not hers, His.

She feel the rapid bumping of the man's terrified heart, she could smell the sweetest of aroma's assault her sense's and fuelled her unnatural hunger that was gnawing at her being. She didn't know why but she pounced upon the bound man and sank her teeth into his neck like a lion sinks his teeth to an elks jugular.

Her new fangs pierced into his throat where the warmth his blood erupted into her mouth, she greedily and happily drank the euphoric red nectar that invigorated her with every gulp that past down her tongue.

She grasped and pulled herself deeper into his struggling body, digging her nails in his skin, the booms of his heart beating was like music to her ears as she sucked the blood from his being in sync with his beating organ until it ceased to be and all she was sipping on was nothing but a dry husk which was disappointing as she enjoyed intoxicating nectar pumping through him.

She detached her mouth from his neck and lapped up the remnant of his blood around her mouth and nails while watching the dry husk of man fall dead to her feet by Victor letting go.

"Relish in this feel Lady Ellyn. For you will be basking in it for all of eternity." Victor said before looking down upon the newly made corpse by his feet. He frown down upon it before raising his hand, it was at that moment that she could've sworn that some blue or purplish aura radiated off of him before the corpse stirred.

She jumped of course and pushed herself as far back into the table as she possibly could as a dead groan escaped from the dead man's mouth before he slowly started to pick himself up. Her mind was entirely blank as all she could do was watch as the impossible was done before her eye's, the zombie slowly stood up to full height with a bit of hunch to his form, his sunken, lifeless and soulless eye's glowed unearthly cold blue from the darkness of his black sockets.

"ho-?" she was about to say before the animated dead body limped out of the room with hollowed moans emanating from it.

"One of the many abilities I possess. And soon you might too." Victor explained much to her delight as her mind whirled with possibilities of possessing such a power at her disposal and using it to exact her revenge.

Before she ask what he has, the same walking corpse from before came back in with a cloak in it's hands that Victor took and presented to her "Here, you're not going to go walking Naked around the castle now are you?" he asked with suggestive smirk.

Ellyn looked down and realised her predicament but strangely enough she was not embarrassed or ashamed of her naked figured being exposed to another man besides her Late husband, Not that she had anything to be embarrassed about as she had a nice figure despite baring three children and she was still in her prime, and considered to be the most beautiful woman in the Westerlands.

Ellyn took the cloak but only out of necessity and not shame as she put it on her being before the man who saved her from the Strangers grasp, it was traditional hooded cloak that was big enough to swallow her form within it and hide her nakedness.

Victor gestured her for her to follow as he stood next to the door leading out of the room "Come, there is much we must talk about. And a lot of things to catch up on as twenty two years have past by since your death."

"Twenty years!" Ellyn sputtered out, unable to believe she had been dead for so long when the siege of Tarbeck felt like 2 minutes ago.

"yes. And much as changed since then, everything and anyone that you know is gone. I will of course fill you in on the changes of the world you once know upon our arrival to the grand hall." Ellyn followed, the coldness of the air and the ground meant little to her as she could not feel it or… anything except for the cloak around her body and the lingering feel of her victims life blood within her.

As they walked, she took in the décor of the halls they walked through, seeing the damaged and unrecognisable portraits that were burnt and slashed or decayed, but... she couldn't shake the feeling like she knew where she was until they arrived in the grand hall where a still intact long table stood with chairs all around it's sides. She followed victor to it but as she walked with him she past by the familiar object of the Castermere crest upon on the shields standing upon the wall.

Ellyn stopped before the sidgil of her family engrave upon the shield, prompting Victor to stop and look at her as she stared up at the intact object with recollection "Is- Is this- are we in the great castle of Castermere?" a spark of hope that she wished wasn't true but sadly for her.. it was.

"Very good. It appears that your decades in deaths embrace as not addled you're mind." Victor praised as he walked up alongside her and beheld the image of red Two tailed lion standing upon it's hind legs as it gave out a might roar. "in any case, yes this is your former home.. Though I wouldn't exactly call it great considering state it's in." The once mighty and prosperous castle of one of the rich westerland families was in a sorry state of decay, far worse then when they were falling on hard times due to the depiction of their mines.

"Tell me…what has become of my house?" she asked as victor continued on a head and sat himself down at the head of the table before gesturing her to sit.

She followed but only because she desired to know the fate that befell her birth family after her death.

Sitting down in a chair next to him, she looked to him to answer her question that she was promised to "As I'm sure you've guessed by now, The Tarbecks were not the only ones to rebel against the Lannisters and suffer. Shortly after the demise of your house which was put to the torch, you're brother Roger Reyne's army arrived just in time to see the Lannisters burn Tarbeck hall. Believing that surprise would grant him victory over Tywin's greater numbers but instead found defeat and a crossbolt in his back." Eylln gasped, Praying that he'd survive but knew from the way things are, that the worst had yet to come.

"He and the surviving members of his army including your other brother Reynard retreated back to Castermere and bolt themselves with their entire house deep within the depleted mines where your family's once great wealth flowed from. They tried to negotiate with the Lannister host's but found only denials to their offers and pleas-" Eylln's eye twitched in anger at Victor, her family would never beg.

"Tywin Ordered the entrance of the mine sealed with rocks and dirt until there was no way in and no way out. After that it took less then day to dam the nearest stream to the castle and only two to divert to only mine entrance." Eylln was utter breathless, crimson tears threating to fall down again appeared in the corners of her eye's as she stare at Victor with utter despair as the truth was coming out "It Is said screams and shouts could be heard in the night until there was only silence when morning came."

"By the seven… my.. family. Dead." She chocked, unable to keep the tears from falling down her face as sobbed in her hands at the knowledge that her brothers and everyone she knew as a girl growing up, from the lowest of servents to the highest of knight was all dead.

"yes. And a song was made… well I wouldn't say honour as it is used by the Lannister's to quell any insubordination." He said, having heard the famous song as many times that it was becoming irritatingly overused.

Unbridled rage surged within her at hearing that a song dedicated to her families demise was a song of victory for the Lannister's "Damn Those Lannisters! DAMN THEM TO HELL!" She gave out an unholy monstrous screech that echoed throughout the dead and lifeless halls of her former birth home. Her fist slammed onto the table, destroying a portion on her part as she growled out her oath "I will not rest until their very blood is wiped from this World."

Victor looked at Ellyn with an interested look upon his controlled stone face "I admire your ferocity but find your lack of foresight is disturbing." He started as he earned her eye's yet again "Do you think I brought you back just so you can go and have your vengeance?"

"Then why did you resurrect me as this… THING!?" she spat out.

Victor took a deep breath, not seeing any reason to lie or hold back the truth of his intentions "…In my endless years upon this world, I have always wandered alone. The only one of my kind until now."

"So you brought me back to be what?... your wife."

Victor scoffed at her at her assessment of his need for something so simple and primitive "Oh please. If I sought such companionship, I would've done it to the thousands of women I had spent these endless centuries with had I but the means and the knowledge to do what I did to you." He explained as the knowledge to share his blood was unknown to him these centuries as she was but many of his numerous experiments to try and create a being such as him. "You were but one of the many corpse's I had accumulated over the years and due to my vast collection forgotten knowledges and powers of the old world that I have relentlessly acquired, restored your once destroyed body to it's original state… added by a few alterations here and there." He whispered the last part out but she heard it and didn't care for she felt insulted that she was considers nothing more than a test subject.

"so what. I was just a meaningless experiment."

"More or less." He simply said.

Ellyn had enough, all of that anger towards the Lannister and to him had finally broken at his last insult to her. She gave into these new instincts that swallowed her rationality before she leaped from her chair with unnatural speed "RRRAAGH!" She cried out in deafening screech but just as her claws were inches away from his chest she suddenly felt the wind knocked out of her and a tight grasp on her throat.

Ellyn struggled in Victors Grasp as she hovered a few feet from the ground by his hand holding her up by her throat, she gasped and wheezed out, all feeling of anger died down as fear took over.

Victor who was now stand from his seat, looked up at her with cold look of furry upon his face "Refrain from raising your claws against me child." He hissed out, tightening his grip as she tried to pry his strong hold from her throat but to no avail "Just as I have made you… I can just as easily unmake you. Are we clear?" his threatened with in a low spine chilling whisper.

Ellyn reluctantly conceded and stopped in her attempts to free herself "…Yes." She Murmured in a low tone.

"Yes what!?"

She couldn't help but glare at him as she knew what he wanted her to acknowledge him by "Yes… my lord." Ellyn had never lowered herself to address an unknown man of lower stature as someone greater then her, It was a disgrace to her family and her honour to now refer to a man such as him as her better.

Victor released her hold and allowed her to fall to her knee's drawing breath back into her undead lungs once again "See to it that you remember your place. For if you behave and survive long enough, I will grant you the vengeance you so richly crave." He was unfazed by her scathing glare and would not rise to strike her down once more seeing that she was already beaten and weak to begin with.

"You may use my chambers to rest, until the next marrows dusk where I shall teach you the abilities you may have received from me." And with that He left the hall to conduct his business in private, Leaving Ellyn alone in the hall who watched him leave with a mixture look of Anger and Interest.

'When I have gain enough power, It will please me to see you beg at my knee's for mercy before I deal with those accursed Lannisters.' She thought… though she couldn't help but be slightly enthral by the power and… unnatural Allure of Victor.

-with victor-

The mysterious and powerful creature that was Victor walked through the ruined halls of the former home of the Reyne's, despite the short conflict earlier the man was smiling.

Not a smug satisfied smile for putting Ellyn in her place.

but an accomplished and successful smile.

The reason for such genuine happiness was the fact he had accomplished what he had been attempting to do all these years that he had been on this earth.

To bring what was once dead back to life, not a mindless corpse but a fully functioning being.

He wanted to create a being just like him, compainionship, a people to call his own like the Mortals he is surrounded by since the day of his emergence into this world.

The walking sacks of blood and flesh that bask in the light of the sun were nothing to him besides nourishment and resources for his experiments, they weren't worth the air they breath. To him, a being who has been on this world since the day all of the great houses had started, humans were nothing but animals... warmongering, horny, bloodthirsty animals that don't need a reason to justify their need for slaughter or other vile acts they commit.

Now with his new found knowledge and power to turn what was once a human being's into something like him, he could now see the dawn of new race in this world.

A race of superior beings to rule this world and it's inhabitants that have ruled long enough in the light of their Sun.

It was time for a change in leadership.

Time for the world to bask in a new light.

It time for the night to reign over World.

Finished.

I hope you all enjoyed it.

For many of you who are followers and favourites of my Dawn of Heroes and Age of Terror Series, I would like to point out that I am currently working on many continuations or starting chapters for them. I will try to keep you all up to date with many still under the works.

like the second chapter for this which *Spoilers* contains a back story on our protagonist for the story. what he is, where he comes from, what he wants? the whole shabam until he meets Ellyn and brings her back to life.

expect it soon.

on a related vampire themed note, I am currently doing a Jaune Arc MA chapter where our blonde protagonist is in the world of the Masquerade, I am doing a Vampire the Masquerade bloodlines chapter for my JA series which was only further fuelled by the reveal of a sequel to the great game that we all love.