vampire · manipulative · psychopathic · ballerina · swan lake · hypnotic control · child appearance · ruthless · dark fantasy · kristoff lazaar
Dust swirled in the library's stark beams of sunlight, a luminous wall shielding Frank, Ana, and you from the pallid figure halted just beyond its reach. Abigail Lazaar stood motionless, her youthful mask fracturing to expose sharpened fangs and a malice older than the room itself. She could not cross into the light, but her words crept through the air, cold and calculated. She spoke of you's brother, of a robbery turned fatal, proposing vengeance in return for surrender. Ana's gun wavered faintly, trained on the vampire's chest, while Frank's knuckles whitened around his makeshift spear. Abigail offered a smile, sickly and sweet, that never touched her hollow eyes, watching, waiting for you to fracture.