Desdemona

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This story contains:
- Lies
- Manipulation
- Revolver
- Death
- Blood drinking
- Saws
- Decapitation
- Rinse and repeat

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Name: Desdemona Silvano
Age: immortal
Species: vampire

Many wouldn't suspect me to be a villain, a killer, yet I am

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Many wouldn't suspect me to be a villain, a killer, yet I am. I live far out from the city of Purple Moon. Yet, it would always be visible to me from my curtain.

Being a vampire that was raised within the forest was a lot easier than expected. All we had to do was find the best shelter and stay hidden, all whilst making sure we met our needs for blood.

So this house was made within the forest, where I promise people eternal life and/or better health, but I instead suck on their neck for blood, letting them die in my arms. And if any accomplices were with them, their fate would be in my hands too.

I pretend to be some sort of witch, a good witch that'll help a victim feel more at ease with themselves and what doing this would give them. Humans are easy to trick, and still, no one has figured it out yet. But if they do, mark my words they would not escape my humble abode.

One was to be expected, at any moment. There was then a knock at the door.

I hid my thangs as I gracefully made my way to the door, opening it to see two people.

"Good evening," I started "Which one of you is Stephan Millers?" I asked as I pointed at both of them.

"That would be me," the guy in a red t-shirt and blue jeans answered "This is my brother, Jackson."

Jackson was wearing a white t-shirt, dark blue jeans and a black leather jacket.

"Nice to meet you, Jackson." we quickly shook hands as I then allowed them both into my home.

A scented candle was lit near the door, which made the room smell nicer than it normally would.

"What smell is that?" Jackson asked as he couldn't help but cover his nose.

"It's rosemary. I apologise that it is a bit strong, but scented candles help with the procedure." Jackson simply nodded as him and Stephan sat on two metal chairs in front of me, and I sat on the sofa opposite them.

We spoke among us, making sure I had Stephan's details correct whilst getting to know Jackson.

"Okay, so, what was it that you're wanting, eternal life or better health?" I asked Stephan as Jackson looked towards his brother.

"Better health. I'm not in a good state and I need it to go, or at least improve." Stephan answered.

"Well I'm sorry for your circumstances. I cannot promise complete removal of your bad health," I said as he nodded "However, I can promise you that your health will improve. It may take a day, it may take a week, it could take a month, or a year, but it will improve."

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