The Rift ~ a LООПΔ vampire/Supernatural AU~

Red Banshee

The ways and rituals of blood sacrifice are difficult to master. Those from beyond require a physical vessel if they are to make the crossing into our reality.

The timing of the chants is imperative. Without proper utterances at precise intervals,the process can fail spectacularly.

My first attempts at summoning were crude,and the results disappointing. Brutish and dimwitted.

I soon found,however,that the type and condition of the host's meat was a critical factor. The best results came from freshly made corpse,better yet,if it was half-dying.

With that in mind,i seek the village nearby for some prudish chaste maiden,it does not long to find one,with my... irresistable charm. i accompanied her to the woods,with a dagger intended for her throat.

To my pleasant surprise and to her demise,the woods was haunted by a vengeful apparition,winged,horned like a goat,blood thirsty, shrieking horror. With utmost glee of her burning red eye she feasted upon the poor maiden,her high pitched scream almost matched the banshee's delighted shriek...and that creature would ate me as well,if not for my expertise in bloodsport that is murder and my extensive knowledge of arcane black magic of the highest order.

Before the apparition fully fizzled out into thin air,i dragged her soul and put her inside the maiden's lifeless,mangled corpse. Having such a creature as my pawn would be the utmost form of power,i thought to myself as i utter the words to bind that damnable soul into her new vessel.

Finally,I mastered the blood sacrifice.

With a small price to pay.

A life.

My own.

As i stare into the burning eye of newly made,vengeance personified.