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The only daughter of the famed bounty-hunter who carries an extraordinary likeness to her mother. Often seen with two percussion pistols, vintage 1879, her brown trench, and a fedora to match.
You need not cry,
You need not die.
He drawled, hypnotic eyes fixed upon her, repeating her insults back as if they were spoken in praise.Foul beast,
a devilish smile revealed fangs that were shorter than expected. They were not to be underestimated.Unholy creature, forsaken of the Lord, the Father,
The old vampire advanced towards her, bare chest shimmering beneath his blood red toga. The vampire, though old, was strong. He came from a time of physical prowess, where the mind and the body were worked to their extent. Slowly, he continued towards her, wishing to corner her, wishing to assert his power.My kind,
Your kind.
There was a laugh on the edge of his taunt, He came close enough to touch, breathing in deep the scent of her frightened flesh. Yes, any and all would be wise to feel fear in his presence.Yes, you are Van Helsing,
He leaned in close, looking deep into her eyes,And so you will be a Van Helsing,
Forever.
He whispered to her,I am Zosimos,
She most likely couldn't hear,I am your Sire, you are my Kin,
Welcome to your new life.