September 23rd 1689
Manchester England, Dorothy wakes up on top of a solid wall of muscle, and opens her eyes and sees Amon's beautiful blue eyes looking back at her. "Good evening my beautiful Dorothy." He says with a smile on his face. "So last night was real? I'm now a vampire, and we made love several times last night?" She asked him. "Yes you are a vampire and yes we made love a lot last night, you are quite energetic for a virgin Dorothy." He says with a smile. "What can I say except you know how to keep me wanting more from you, is it normal to feel this sore down there?" She asked him and rolls off him.
Before Amon can answer Catherine comes bursting into the room, wearing only her black silk kimono and jumps on the bed. "Hi I'm Catherine and I hope you had fun last night as sire has given me permission to help train you." Catherine tells Dorothy. "What's a sire? And can you leave me alone please." Dorothy tells her. "A sire is your maker and no can do sister as we have much to do, so hurry up and get bathed and dressed." she tells her then eyes up Amon, "always a pleasure Benjamin." She says with a smile and climbs off the bed and a group of five female minions enter the bedroom with their heads bowed.
"We are here to help you Lady Dorothy." One of the minions tells her. Dorothy climbs out of bed unaffected by her nudity, Amon smiles and climbs out of bed and wraps the bedsheets around his waist to stop the minions staring at him and begins grabbing his white shirt and his breaches. Amon gets dressed and heads downstairs as he's hungry, and Catherine's head minion Bartholomew always makes a splendid cup of tea some toast for him.
He heads into the dinning room where Vlad is sitting with a cup of tea in hand. "Amon, good you're awake. I hope my Pulchritudo didn't tire you out too much." Vlad asked him, Amon just smiles and grabs some toast and some grapes and begins eating. "No sire, but for a virgin she was very enthusiastic, I'm quite tender today." He says with a smile. "Has Catherine told you the news?" He asked. "Yes, but shouldn't I be training her as she will be my mate one day?" He asked him.
"I'm sorry Amon, but until that day comes, she does belong to me and I choose Catherine to train her. You are now my heir and must be groomed before we reach Germany for my sires ball." Vlad tells him. Amon did not like that Vlad has control over Dorothy, and he's hardly spoken to her. "Richard and Andrew are your eldest Childer not me. You know that I don't like politics." Amon tells him. "Richard is a nomad and Andrew is in self exile, so my son it falls to you to be my heir." Vlad tells him. "Fine. But only for the party, like I said I don't like politics." Amon tells him. "If you want to keep sleeping with Dorothy, then you will do as your told." Vlad tells him.
Amon stands up and grabs Black Panther from the wall which it was hanging from. Fear grips Vlad as this sword scares him. Amon turns to walk upstairs. "Where are you going Amon?" Vlad asked him. "To kill Dorothy as I'll be no one's tool father." Amon tells him with a look of determination on his face, Vlad knows that he will do it and out of spite he'll steal his Pulchra Creaturae from him. "Fine just for the party. But there is much you must learn in such a short time my son." Vlad tells him.
Dorothy descends the stairs wearing a dark blue gown, that was squared off across her chest and showed off a lot of cleavage. Catherine comes down next to her wearing a similar dress but in dark red and gold, and her neck line is rounded instead of square and Catherine's dress has more volume after the waist.
Dorothy feels a strong tug in her chest pulling her towards the large wooden doors at the end of the hallway, and she can't help but follow it. "That tugging feeling in your chest is for your sire, or I should say our sire." Catherine tells her as she is still a fledgling and feels it also. "Benjamin?" She asked. "No my dear, Vlad is your maker, Benjamin is your vampire brother. The one who you had loud annoying sex with all bloody night long." Catherine tells her.
Dorothy is about to say something when she sees her reflection in the mirror. She runs her hands across her chest at the blue veins showing on her pale smooth white skin, she looks at Catherine and can't see the blue veins and her skin has a golden glow to it. "How am I so pale, and you are glowing, I've only been dead for about a day." Dorothy asked her. Catherine holds up her hand and shows her ring. "Me and Benny boy have daylight rings. I will tell you everything that you wish to know, but we must see our sire." Catherine tells her.
Catherine opens the large wooden doors towards the library and finds Amon sitting reading loads of books looking board and Vlad standing next to him. Vlad looks up and sees his two Childer. "Oh, Pulchra Creaturae you look amazing my dear. Pulchritudo you truly are a vision." Vlad says to them in his thick Eastern European accent. Amon eyes Dorothy and begins to get aroused as his demon is crying out to touch her.
Dorothy smiles at Vlad's compliment as she has this overwhelming need to seek this man's approval, and she grabs her dress and curtsy. "Thank you master." She says having no idea why she called him that, Catherine and Amon are awestruck that she called him that. "Catherine my dear, please take Pulchritudo out hunting, but be warned she feeds just like Amon." Vlad tells her. Catherine nods and links Dorothy's arm and drags her out of the library. Outside is a carriage waiting for them. "We are going to see your family, and hopefully play with your very handsome brothers." Catherine tells her. "You can have my brother's. My gift to you Lady Catherine. I just want to rip my sister to pieces." Dorothy tells her with a very sick smile on her face.
The journey to the Gunther estate Catherine explained what she did to her family and what Amon did, explaining that family blood is very delicious and to try and inspire her to something unique. Dorothy breaks into her home killing one person at a time, the guards, the servants, slaves and anyone who was stopping at the grieving Gunther household. It was only when Susan realized that the mansion seemed very quiet, and she felt a sudden chill run through her body that she spoke up.
"Husband is it thee or does art thou home seem dreadfully quite?" She asked him as they are sitting in the library with there two sons and their wife's drowning there sorrows of their dead daughter Dorothy and the fact that Imogene has run away with the stable boy Daniel. "Now that you mention it, it does sound quiet. Thou can normally hear the guards talking or the servants. But thou can't hear anything except the children." George says to her.
Francis stands up. "Me and Alex will see what is going on father." He says, Alexander looks at him with a raised eyebrow. "We will? I'm enjoying the quite dear brother." Alexander says and then there's a knock on the library door. "Who is it?" Francis called out and everyone in the library just stared at him like he'd gone mad. "Thou think thou art stupid." Alexander says to his brother.
Just as the door burst open revealing Dorothy with blood all over her mouth dragging Francis oldest child Regina. She chucks her at her brother's feat. "Finally got the annoying ginger bitch to shut up." Dorothy laughs out. The room is filled with screams and cries of pain, when the noise stopped, Catherine walks in covered in blood and sees Dorothy actually eating her father while Alexander and Francis cower in the corner of the room battered and bruised.
"You've made quite the mess sister." Catherine says with a smile. Dorothy pulls her head from her father's ribs with some of his flesh hanging from her mouth, she finished chewing and swallows it, with a satisfied smile on her face. "And I didn't get any on my clothes or in my hair." She giggled. "They are my gift to you Catherine, do with them as you please." Dorothy tells her and goes back to eating her father.
Many hours later just before sunrise Catherine and Dorothy stumbled back into Vlad's mansion rather drunk, Catherine still covered in blood and a very satisfied look on her face, as she had raped both of Dorothy's brothers repeatedly before Dorothy drank from them, then they decided to raid Dorothy's father's wine collection and got very drunk.
They find Amon sitting in Vlad's study with a book in hand and rum in the other. "Cutting it close with the sun fat ass." Amon says without looking up at the two very beautiful women. "Thou ass is not fat Benny boy. You know the sun doesn't hurt me." She laughed out. "Well it will Dorothy. Just like it does Vlad." Amon tells her. "Where is he anyway?" Catherine asked. "Upstairs. How did she do?" Amon asked her.
Dorothy is staring at herself in the mirror not paying either of them any attention. "As strange as this is going to sound, but she has the potential to be better than both of us. It's a shame brother that it'll never happen." She tells him. "Why do you say that Cat?" He asked her. "The hunt, the kill, the gore, the brutality, the flare she has it all, except the attention span is lacking as she cares more about her looks." Catherine tells her and Dorothy hasn't batted an eyelid and is still staring at herself in the mirror and Amon just laughed and shakes his head.
"You have your work cut out for you then fat ass." Amon says and goes up behind Dorothy and begins kissing her neck. "You smell delicious my love, hope you had fun." He asked her. "I truly did Benjamin. I'd like you and your big hard friend to please me now." She says to him and spins round jumping into his arms and kisses his lips, Amon carries her upstairs leaving Catherine standing watching with a scowl on her face.
October 1st
Paris France, Vlad and his Childer arrived last night just before sunrise, Catherine is getting quite pissed off with Dorothy as she has all this potential, and she isn't even bothering, and she's getting really annoyed that Amon is spending so much time with Dorothy than her. She misses there weekly hunts together, but he'd much rather stay in and fuck Dorothy like he's doing right now in his room.
Amon is laying on top of Dorothy in the missionary position, they are in a heated kiss, his left hand is rubbing her right thigh, his right hand is squeezing and pinching her left breast, she moans into his mouth. Her right hand was in his long black hair, her neatly shaped nails scraping his head, her left hand his stroking his muscular back, meeting him thrust for thrust. They are both covered in sweat as they've been having sex for a few hours. "AHH Ben don't stop, I'm close my love!" She cried out and attacked his mouth again.
Catherine is in the library reading a book wrapped in a bedsheet, she's trying to get away from the sound of Amon and Dorothy fucking, it's all they seem to do, and she's getting pissed off with Dorothy as she's so vein and doesn't care about anything or anyone but herself. She believes her to be dangerous and not to be trusted, they'd go out and hunt, Dorothy will grab someone to eat, feed off them and disappear.
Catherine either finds her flirting with Vlad or having loud obnoxious sex with Amon. The library doors open and Vlad is standing there wrapped in his long black cape to cover his naked body. "My Pulchra Creaturae. Is everything ok my love?" He asked her. She looks up with a scowl on her face. "There's only so many, oh Ben yes,fuck me harder oh fuck yes I'm coming that I can take. I just needed to get away for a while." She says to him. "You should be happy for Amon, he's found someone like I found you my rose. He had to listen to us every night it's only fair." He says to her.
She looks at him raging. "Of course you take his side." She says and stands up, and the sheet falls away, and she stomps out of the library and upstairs towards Amon's room, she kicked the door open and finds Dorothy riding Amon, screaming out in pleasure as she lifts herself up and impaled herself on his big fat cock, Catherine is mesmerized for a few seconds and really wants to push her off him and impale herself on his big beautiful cock. "Will you two knock it off. I want to sleep." Catherine tells at her.
"Fuck off. Oh, shit that's good. You blonde bitch. Oh! fuck yes AHH!" Dorothy cried out her orgasm. Catherine stands there clenching and unclenching her hands as she wants to punch Dorothy so badly. "Find someone else to train you I'm done." She says and storms off. Catherine hates her but at the same time she wants to fuck her, there's just something about Dorothy that screams to Catherine to come and fuck her.
She's seriously mad and turned on at the same time, she sees Vlad standing next to their bedroom door. She grabs him and kisses him. "Fuck me my love." She says to him. He smiled and drags her into there bedroom to pleasure her until they both collapse in exhaustion and Catherine can still hear Amon and Dorothy fucking it's like they never tire she thinks to herself.
Dorothy is laying on her stomach screaming out in ecstasy as Amon pumps into her, and they come together with grunts, and he collapsed next to her, she places a hand on his sweaty chest and smiles at him. "Oh my Goddess 7 times wow." She says to him as her body is still vibrating from the multiple orgasms that he's given her. "I aim to please my love." Amon says with a smirk. "Oh, I'm very pleased, my body is still shaking." She says to him.
Dorothy rolls on her back and just stares at the ceiling and begins to wonder if Theodore would've satisfied her like Amon has, she doubts anyone would satisfy her better than him, she's so happy that she doesn't need to breathe as she believes that she'd definitely be out of breath now.
Dorothy can feel her pussy pulsing like she could go again, and it feels so empty without Amon inside her, but she feels so sore after the pounding it's been receiving. "I'm ready again." Amon says and rolls over capturing her mouth and enters her again in one simple thrust and Dorothy squeals out in a fright and excitement, but she's happy that she's full again.
April 8th 1693
Manchester England, Gunther estate, a carriage pulls up to the abandoned estate and the doors opened to reveal Rachel Darlington in and ankle length silk red dress, with a slit up her thigh to allow movement, it's low cut to show off her nice round breasts and hugs her tight slim figure, she has a hood attached to it to hide her pale white skin, according to her new mother Arachne told her that they design their own clothing with their webbing. Arachne taught her how to saw, hunt, feed, fuck and of course reproduce.
Rachel decided that she wished to make her daughter Imogene like her before she had any offspring of her own, but when she arrived at the Gunther's estate it was dead, the smell of blood and death lingered in the air. She burst into the mansion and begins looking round for anyone who may be alive to tell her, she finds Imogene's room and begins looking through her things to see what sort of woman she was. She liked to read as there was plenty of books about, she liked to wear beautiful dresses.
Rachel noticed that this room was the only room that didn't smell of death, she grabs a few things of her daughter's and then leaves. A scent hits her nose, one that she hasn't smelt it years. "Catherine Ledger, you've become a vampire, and you killed my daughter." She says with a scowl. She leaves the mansion and her driver has a hold of an old man, Rachel recognizes him as Michael Meadows the stable master. "Hello Mr Meadows." She says to him and lowers her hood, his eyes widened at the sight of Lord Gunther's old dead mistress.
"Lady Darlington? But your dead." He says in shock and horror. "Thy may be dead, Mr Meadows, but I'm still pretty. Now what happened to my daughter?" She asked him and grabs his throat and lifts him in the air. "I was out in the stables three years ago when they were all murdered brutally, the people are saying that it was the devil himself." He tells her, fear pours off him, Rachel just laughed.
"Trust me Mr Meadows it wasn't Lucifer, it was a Vampire, and now I'm hungry." Rachel says to him and opens her mouth and her teeth begin to elongate, she pulls Michael Meadows towards her and bites into him drinking down his blood. She lets the body drop and climbs back into the carriage and looks back at her once prison one last time before closing the door and riding off into the night.
Same time London England Catherine and Dorothy who is now called Persephone are walking through the streets receiving a lot of male attention as they make their way towards the graveyard. Amon is out with his new Childe Carl, who Persephone can't stand, she disliked him when she was younger and still dislikes him now. Dorothy has found a human to play with, Catherine is annoyed that she didn't find this man.
Sir Jeffrey Winston wrapped his arms around his body trying to protect himself from the cold. A flash of lightning revealed his grim face. The loud thunder drowned out the mumbles of his men standing drenched and outside the graveyard. "She is in the graveyard." Winston said as he turned his attention to the grave site. "We cannot take her lightly. She is monster." The rain poured hard. And the men looked worried. Going inside a graveyard in the middle of the night in the middle of a downpour was not what anyone had in mind. Death was in the air.
They wondered if they were the hunters or the hunted. Jeffrey Winston frowned at his men. He could smell their fear. Persephone the vampire had been eluding him for some time now. She was a vicious killer. She needed to be put down. He looked unto the graveyard and saw only dark shadows and silhouettes of gravestones and mausoleums. Lightning and thunder again. The weather was not helping. He slowly walked into the graveyard. His men saw their leader enter and reluctantly followed. The stench of death was almost palpable.
Jeffrey pulled out his stake and walked inside the graveyard. The mud curdled under his feet as he slowly waked towards his doom. He saw in the middle of the property a small chapel. It was the only place the vampire could be hiding. The rain poured hard as Jeffrey and his men reached the structure. It's do or die. "Surround the chapel." Jeffrey ordered. "Stake her if she walks out." Jeffrey opened the door and walked in. As soon as he was inside he wished he hadn't.
At least a dozen bodies were sprawled on the floor. The human demon hunter walked slowly towards the center of the building. "Sir Jeffrey." A female voice chimed in the darkness. "Thou are persistent aren't thee." Persephone's voice chimed out. "Show yourself demon!" Jeffrey ordered as he pulled out a crucifix. "Fear the wrath of God!" A small light danced about 30 feet in front of him.
In the faint light he could see the beautiful vampire smile. Her green eyes reflected the ghostly light. Her smile was wicked. "You are bringing God into these proceedings?" Persephone asked as she walked slowly in front of him. "I thought you did not need him to end me?" She asked. "Quiet demon!" Jeffrey barked. "This will be the day that I make you pay for your crimes!" He says to her. "You will make me pay?" Persephone laughed at the idea and her wicked smiled turned to scowl. "You remind me of my father!" she bluntly said.
She than composed herself and kept walking slowly around the dead bodies at her feet. "Of course you remind me of him before I took his life." She says with a smile. Jeffrey tried to hide his fear as the vampire walked around him. His men were ready, he thought to himself. They would take her out if he did not make it alive. He readied himself to strike. Persephone smiled. She admired his perseverance. The demon hunter had been chasing her throughout all the land, for just over a year now. She admired him for his bravery, Catherine did tell her that it was fun tormenting one individual human and she was right. But she was getting tired of his antics.
She was tired of his ego and pride. "Before you strike." Persephone said. "Let me just express my disappointment in you in not taking notice in my gift to you." Jeffrey frowned not understanding. He saw Persephone throw her candle stick onto the floor. Immediately the oil stained ground caught fire. Jeffrey watched in horror as the flames danced around the dead bodies. He recognized the face of one of the bodies and took a step back in dread. The face belonged to one of his brothers.
Only that the face did not match the head or the body. He looked at another and saw another brother's head in the body of a woman. He also saw children and women. Their insides spilled out. "Surprise!" Persephone exclaimed extending her hands cheerfully. "The entire Winston clan is here to meet you!" Jeffrey tried to scream in terror, but no sound came from his open mouth. "You should go home." Persephone said with a wicked smile. "Maybe your wife is still waiting for you." And saying this the devilish vampire skipped out the front door. Rage invaded Jeffrey as he stormed out following his nemesis.
As he reached the graveyard his face fell as well as his heart. The bodies of his men were all in a pile. Their heads severed from their bodies. Their heads all impaled around the heap. Jeffrey falls on his knees. Tears failing from his eyes. He turned his attention towards the heavens and screamed. Not even the thunder could drown out his frustration.
Lightning and thunder clashed. "Now that was fun sister." Catherine says to her. Persephone just looked board as she didn't get the fascination about the destruction of a human soul, she just wanted to feed and fuck, but Catherine has convinced her to proceed with what she is doing, so like a good student she will. Sir Jeffrey Winston rode with haste his black stallion. He had reached his home in record time. He jumped of his horse and didn't bother putting him away. Furthermore, he ran up the stairs and opened wide the doors of his house.
The house was dark. The rain poured. He only heard a small laugh echo through the halls. "You thought you were going to make it in time!" A female voice taunted. "You just made my night!" Jeffrey shivered at the thought. His spine melted when he heard Persephone's voice again. "Come to the dining room, your family awaits." Jeffrey did as instructed. Slowly he walked towards the dinning room. He could see light coming from inside. He slowly opened the door and fear washed over his face.
His servants were all impaled on the dinning room wall. A wicked smiled was carved into their faces. The candles were lit, and the table was set. The food was on the table. And most seats were taken in his twelve spot dining table. Dead bodies were seated in ready to eat positions. They all had carved smiled on their faces. At the end of the table. He saw his wife chained up.
Jeffrey ran up to her and tried to remove the chains. Jeffrey's wife sobbed. "She has Lydia!" she exclaimed. Baby cries were heard. Jeffrey turned and saw Persephone carrying a baby girl in her arms. She smiled and caressed the young baby. "She looks like you." she said with a loving smile. Jeffrey tried to jump her pulling out a stake. "You move another step I brake it's fucking neck!" Persephone barked.
Jeffrey stopped dead in his tracks and dropped the stake. Persephone smiled and continued to rock the baby in her arms. "Father has been a naughty man." Persephone mocked with a childlike voice. "He left mommy and Lydia all alone, while he followed his obsession." She tells the child. "Please!" Jeffrey begged as tears starting pouring down his eyes. "Please leave us alone." He put his face down on the floor and screamed. "I am sorry!" Persephone smiled. "Too little too late." She said as she continued making childlike voices to the baby. "Please!" Jeffrey begged with tears pouring down his eyes. Persephone looked at Jeffrey and smiled. "Tell you what!" she said. "Because I am in a forgiving mood, I will let your wife decide." Jeffrey looked confused and turned his attention to his wife who was standing up.
Her face showing her demonic form. She was a vampire. "No!" He exclaimed still on his knees. "YES!" Persephone retorted back. "The poor sir Jeffrey Winston, supposed to be a hunter, reduced to his knees." Persephone laughs out. Jeffrey's vampire wife walked to Persephone "Can I taste her more?" She asked pointing at the baby. "You said I can taste some more when we played a joke on Jeffrey." Persephone laughed just as Sir Jeffrey launched himself at her. Persephone just side stepped and showed the baby to Jeffrey's wife. "Come and get her." She said. Jeffrey saw the intention in his wife's eyes and jumped her first. He wrestled her on the floor of his dining room. Wrestled for control. Wrestled for survival.
Persephone just laughed and danced to the sound of the storm. Jeffrey fought his wife hard trying to stop her from reaching his baby. He reached for the stake on the floor and was about to plunge it her heart when he saw his wife return to her normal self. "Jeffery." she said softly. "I would never hurt Lydia." Jeffrey cried hard as he staked his own wife. The stake plunged deep into her heart. Her body began turning to ash and dust. He looked up and saw Persephone and the baby gone.
He ran towards the door half stumbling half running. Drool coming out of his mouth. His mind slowly beginning to burn. "Pulchritudo." He mumbled. "Persephone, Persephone." Sir Jeffrey Winston reached the front door and only saw the dark storm before him. "PULCHRITUDO!" He screamed.
Catherine is waiting for her in the carriage when the doors opened and Persephone walks in carrying a small baby girl in her arms. "Has thou brought me a snack sister?" Catherine asked her. Persephone just smiles at her and rocks the baby who's being rather quiet. "I want to raise her and turn her when she's of age and use her to kill Jeffrey Winston." She says to her, Catherine just looks at her like she's gone mad, even though it's a genius idea. "Vlad and Benny boy won't agree to this, but I'm sure that you can convince Benny boy." Catherine said with a smile.
The carriage pulls up to the Ledger estate and both women and child exit the carriage and make their way inside. They find Carl and Vlad in Vlad's study. "Where is Benjamin?" Persephone asked them. "He's up in his room." Carl tells her. She's about to turn to leave. "What have you there Pulchritudo?" Vlad asked her. "I'm hoping my daughter." She says with a smile. "I wouldn't keep that baby around here. There blood is pure and innocent, the minions and Carl might not be able to control their urges around it." Vlad tells her.
"So I can keep her?" Persephone asked him. "I didn't say that, but just be warned my dear. I'd recommend leaving it on the streets or eating it." Vlad tells her. "Well I have a plan that she's needed for, so she'll have to stay alive." Persephone tells him and heads off upstairs with the baby in her arms. "She's still an idiot." Carl says. "I know, but it's a good plan, but it's too long-winded even for me." Catherine tells him.
Vlad just laughed at this comment. "You've been tormenting Timothy Robinson for over a decade now, and you don't look like ending it anytime soon." Vlad states. "That's different." Catherine says to him. "How so my Pulchra Creaturae?" he asked her. "I'm still having fun with him. Jeffrey Winston should've been a grand time for Dot, but you can see that she's board already." Catherine tells him. "You can't force her to be like you Catherine, each vampire is different, she has her fun and then ends things, you have your fun and come up with new ways to torment someone." He smiled with pride at her.
They hear arguing coming from upstairs and Catherine is about to head upstairs to be nosey bitch when all of a sudden she drops to the floor and a surge of overwhelming power run's through her body, her face changes into her demonic features and growls out, the bond to Vlad has almost gone, it's still there but it's so feint. She stands up and looks at Vlad. "I'm a master now sire." She says with a fanged smile.
January 26th 1695
London England, Persephone is walking the streets of London on her own, Amon has gone traveling with Carl now called Dagon alone. Catherine is out with Vlad, they asked her to come along, but she declined. Amon loved her idea of raising Lydia together as a family, Persephone soon realized that Amon cared about the baby and spoiled her like any loving father would his daughter, Persephone hated that someone else had his attention, so she killed Lydia, it wasn't long after she did this that Amon decided to leave with Carl for a while.
She passed an alleyway and heard mumbling so she's heading down the dark alleyway, and she finds Jeffrey Winston completely out of his mind. Sir Jeffrey Winston banged his head softly on the wall. "Lydia." he mumbled. "Lydia, Lydia, Lydia." He keeps repeating it. A flash of lightning and then deafening thunder gave light to the alleyway. In that instant, Jeffrey saw the silhouette of a shadow. He slowly turned his head and saw Persephone in the alleyway standing next to him.
Persephone pouted. "Poor Sir Jeffrey." She said. "Famous demon hunter, reduced to a babbling, drooling buffoon." She tells him with a giggle. "You have taken everything from me!" Jeffrey said. "It's been fun hasn't it Jeffrey?" Persephone asked him. "You just could not leave it alone could you." Jeffrey turned back his head and started bashing his head again. Softly.
Almost to the sound of a clock. Persephone sighed as she got close to him. "Me and Lydia was going to visit you every day, but I just couldn't be arsed." She laughed out. "Where is my daughter?" Jeffrey asked. He dreaded for the answer. "Jeffrey." Persephone said faking insult. "It hurts. You would think I would kill a 3-year-old baby." Jeffrey looked at Persephone as she approached him until they were both face to face. "Of course life is hard in the old London." The demon said. "I mean, I killed your entire family. Nobody remembers who you are but a sick and disturbed old man that killed his own wife and disposed of his own child."
Tears were coming down Jeffrey's eyes now. "Poor little Lydia has no home." The demon continued. "I had to leave here on the street." Jeffrey started to drool now. His eyes were gone. "Without family." Persephone continued. "And her old man living on the streets like a crazy lunatic, the star of your eyes will grow up in shame. Without recollection of her name. Probably become a whore." Persephone turned to her demon self now. "Of course, if she makes it to that sweet age." Jeffrey's eyes were gone as well as his mind.
Persephone just giggled at the scene as she slowly walked away from the darken alleyway. Persephone had broken a human soul, and she never got any enjoyment out of it, Jeffrey Winston died three days later believing his daughter was alive living on the streets not that she was completely devoured except for her bones, Persephone had eaten her alive just so she could hear her screams.
She's got all the potential to be better than Catherine and Amon, but she doesn't want any of it, and she can't understand why, and she doesn't care. She feels this overwhelming need to have power, she wanted power when she was human, and now she craved it.
Then she sees someone who used her beauty for his own good, she learned as a Vampire her beauty is power, and she craved it so. Theodore Brookfield was walking the streets of London heading home when a very cold female hand grabs his hair and drags him into an alleyway and throws him 20 feet through the air. "You used me Theo and I loved you." Persephone says as she walks in to the alleyway. Theodore's eyes widened in fear as he was at her funeral, he so her dead in her coffin. "Dorothy?" He says not sounding sure of what his eyes where seeing. "Hello my love." She says with venom in her voice. "How's your wife and child?" She asked him. "Your dead." He states.
She's next to him in a blur, picking him up by his throat and pinning him to the wall, she licks the side of his face. "I may be dead, but the smell of your arousal tells me that I'm still very beautiful." She says to him, she squeezes his throat and both hands come to break her grip, but he can't budge them, her free had rubs his cock, and she feels it getting hard. "You hurt me Theo, and I'm going to hurt you back." She tells him and flings him to the other wall of the alleyway, and he hits his head and is completely knocked out.
She stands over him. "Until my lover returns you will be my knew play thing." She says to the unconscious Theodore and turns on her heels leaving him there, a stray tear escaped her eyes, and she wipes it away. Even without her human soul, Theodore had affected her, and she's going to make sure she makes him feel so much worse than she ever did and this brings a smile to her beautiful features.