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Elizabeth Falkov

About a hundred years ago..

My throat burned with the contaminated blood. I roared, shaking the ground. "Pitiful mortals!"I yelled.

How foolish of me to drink without inspecting the blood bag or should I say blood hag.

"Do you think that such potion can put me down?"

"More aconite! Will!" The sheriff hollered to a scared grown man. He grabbed my chin roughly,"You killed my wife! My beloved! My love!"

I smiled at him mockingly. "And I enjoyed ripping her heart out of her chest. Her blood was so pure-"

He slapped me. Right and left.

There were sounds but no pain.

"I'm a vampire, that doesn't hurt."I smirked. I could feel my strength flow again.

First mistake,vampire killer.

Never let a vampire recover.

I silently snapped the poor excuse of a rope in half.

Second mistake.

Use chains. Preferably, coated in aconite.

I looked deeply within the depths of his eyes. I can see his pain, his misery. However, there are also happy moments.

This is too boring.

I saw a memory of his child and wife. His pride and treasure.And I trapped it.

Third mistake.

Never look into the eyes of an old fucking vampire

He screamed. His eyes turned grey as his happy memory turned bad.

I laughed and stood up. I grabbed the nearest guy who was the shaking man. Will,was it?

I forced his eyes to look into mine,"I want you to kill all your friends,boy. Feed me your blood after."

He nodded,grabbing the ax and headed to the camp.

I leaned on a tree as I watched the blood bath. He was strong, for a mortal.

I heard whimpering, it irritated me. I walked to see a pup. I grabbed its scruff,"Shift."

It whimpered some more but shifted obediently. A small girl with hazel eyes eyed me in fear. "You a lone wolf?"

She nodded,"My parents died when they caug-" I rolled my eyes," I don't care,girl. You are coming with me."

I took off my cape and threw it at her." Don't try to escape or I'll kill you."

Her eyes widened,"Yes,Madam."

I turned around to see the end of the fight. The lumberjack had just killed the last member. "What a waste. I didn't even enjoy the show!"

"Madam, my blood is yours."he bowed making me smirk.

"Take us to the manor, I'll feed there."He nodded and got on a horse. I went inside the carriage.

I motioned the girl to come in. She took one step then hesitated.

"I don't have all day!"I growled. She cringed and hopped inside.

"To the house, slave."

A/N

Just a flashback of how Eleanor and Elizabeth met :)

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