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'𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖘 𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖑
All the stories are true, and they are of her.
She has been given many names throughout time. Carmilla. Mircalla. The Queen of the Damned. Dracula. Her story was stolen and rewritten. But none remember who she was before, if she were anything.
She was a myth to almost all creatures of the night. A promise within the dark that the darkness may prevail. You have a problem, you summon her, and she'll be obligated by ancient magic no one understands to do your bidding. Nothing - no hunter, no angel, no creature have discovered a way to hurt her. You want something, she will take it for you and look for nothing in return - she can't. She has never failed.
Some believed her to be a vampire, others a werewolf, others a mix of all or none at all.
It was perfect. A threat to hold over your followers, a memory to keep humans in line. Until the late 1990s, when her tomb was summoned, only to be found empty. A single note inside.
Now, the Queen wanders the Earth. Too old to remember her life, too young to know how to live. Repelled by covens and creatures for her butchered tongue, she wanders alone and unknown but to the select few hunters who gave her freedom. With only one order from them.
𝖎𝖋 𝖎 𝖆𝖘𝖐 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖍𝖊𝖑𝖕, 𝖞𝖔𝖚 𝖌𝖎𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖙
Supernatural, Seasons 1-