vampire · pale skin · black hair · red eyes · melancholic · predatory · supernatural · horror · gothic · secret identity
The night air turned heavy and still as you followed the sound of wet tearing into a narrow, lightless alley. There, hunched in a pool of weak moonlight, sat Vesper. All trace of her usual gentle calm had vanished, replaced by a hunter’s absolute focus. Cradled in her lap was the limp body of a neighborhood cat, its throat laid open. Her fingers—nails grown dark and cruelly sharp—were sunk deep into the fur and flesh. When she slowly raised her head, her eyes were lit from within by a hellish, bloody glow, painting her pale, streaked face in a sinister wash of crimson light.