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Whisper Bio
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Whisper bio!! Standing before on a large cliff, looking over the ocean before her was Whisper Corinth, leader and ruler of the Corinthian Empire. That wasn't always the case, the Kingdom was inherited through a long line of blood and war. Honor and trust. Loyalty, was something that Whisper had worked her entire life to uphold. Before she was adopted into the Kingdom as one of their own, and taken in through blood and sacrifice, she went by another name. Whisper Murrain.. It was a title given to her a long time ago, which meant deadly plague. Even Death itself. Her childhood was a very complex one, that many wouldn't understand.. Whisper was born into a noble family of mass wealth and power. She was an ancient creature, a woman of a past time long since forgotten by the modern world. Somewhere in Central London, her family had been well respected with their stature in the city and community. It was clear that she was different from an early age, even if she wasn't fully aware of her powers yet. Some reason or another, every time she would walk past a creature, they would mysteriously die or fall into control of what she was doing. If she were in a good mood, walking.. they would walk with her.. if she wanted someone hurt, they'd attack that person and kill them. If she was not in a good mood, the animal would die. Most of the time it was out of her control. It felt as though she was cursed with bad luck, until she had learned to control this power anyways. Her family suddenly realized that Whisper had begun to be the outcast and black-sheep of her community and family. They made her take on the last name Murrain so the family could disassociate from her in every way.Everything she had come into contact with had become cursed, no matter what she did.. Now, she could curse whomever she pleased or whoever pissed her off at the time. Her family shunned her even more, and eventually she was cast out and disowned by her noble family. She wasn't sad, more angered and betrayed than anything, by their lynch-mob mentality they had towards their own flesh and blood daughter. It was then she realized she was a daughter of Satan, but back then.. she had no idea what she truly was. They held two sons who were the apple to their eyes, but more eviller than she was. They were the heirs of the fortune, and their parents never saw them for anything but their sweet "innocent" lambs. They became spoiled as many rich people do, and through their tones and attitudes made them the bastards of the community. No one dared go against them though or even report problems to their parents because these boys raped and killed women. Attacking their sister Whisper every chance they got. One day, an unknown and to this day.. mysterious traveler came into town. He was of a Scottish decent heritage, noble in the way he acted and how his mannerisms carried him through out the town. By then she had opened a pub. She had managed to get away from her family name and shadow that cast herself upon her. The man was mysterious, dark in shadow and nature. It attracted Whisper to him, for she too was a creature of darkness and shadow. Whisper never knew he was a vampire, she hadn't known such things existed. She had the body of a Goddess, some people would say that she had a Supernatural beauty to her. The beauty of an angel, and she had always kept her womanly figure and her charms which she used to capture many men's and women's hearts over the period of her growing up. It's how she managed to survive for so long. It's what she did, manipulate people into doing her bidding through her sexuality. The perfect prize.. She had many men and women commit scandalous acts that were below them just to be near her and when they did, it caused ruin on their good names through the community, causing them to become her pets and play things for her amusement. This man cloaked and in the shadows was different and it intrigued her. Her boobs and ass were perfect in both size and shape, that would cause many riots from the mere presence of her. She had an aura to her that lead many decent folk into insane wild animals that would kill upon her request. She loved it, most women did. When this man asked her if he could reside within her pub, little did she know that he was the first child of Dracula. Little did she know that her blood-line she'd inherit would be from the most powerful vampires of all time. Some would even go as far to say, the first vampire. She agreed, knowing his presence was a strong one, regardless of his long travels.. She had plans of seduing him into doing what she wanted, making him her little puppet while she did.
He finally stopped breathing and had a look of horror on his face as blood splattered all over my face I licked it and smiled evilly. My mother looked on in horror as lightning and thunder continued to flash and erupt all around us. I smiled to myself and without even saying a word I spun with lightning fast quickness and throw the knife making it hit my brother strait in his heart. He fell to the ground laying right next to his brother in a pool of blood. My mothers cries and pleas of forgiveness fell upon death ears as I yanked my sword out of my father. “You should be happy mom. You are going to die in the place where you lived the most.” I smiled evilly. She was about to say something when I stabbed my sword strait into her heart this time no missing no prolonging that bitches death. I smiled as I began pouring oil and alcohol all around the church after a few hours of covering the church I took one of the light torches and set the hole church on fire. I grinned to myself as I walked out of the church, hopped on my white horse and road off into the night disappearing into the shadows.Days had gone by since that incident and I had not seen Count Dracul for some time. I had been walking alone in a road off set from the main one. It was dark eerie a fog was rolling out my perfect place to be by myself. I mused to myself as I heard a wolfs howl at the moon. The moon was full tonight and I was aware of both vampires and wear wolfs. I had never seen any but I was aware of their myths and legends. I had always just believed they were folk lore to scare tourists. I continued on walking along the street when I was attacked by an unknown man in a hood. I tried to fight against him but he was un naturally strong for being a normal man he continued attacking me as I tried to defend myself. I didn’t have my sword but I had my knife I carry with me at all times. I had managed to cut the mans chest to make him stagger away as I was breathing heavily from the onslaught of attacks. The moonlight revealed the cut on his chest had healed almost instantly and I had to rub my eyes. For I thought I was seeing things. I mustered up the courage to speak to him. “OK, who or what the hell are you? Reveal yourself now!!” I said still pointing my knife at the man. I could see the mans lower face as he smiled and lowered his hood. I was shocked and surprised that it was once my lover Count Dracula. We had made passionate love a while ago he was the first man to ever have touched me the way he did. I couldn’t believe I was so trusting of him and he goes and does something like this. “Before you say anything Whisper let me speak.” He said still smiling a little as he took his hand away from his sword. His cross bow was attached to his back and some other smaller various throwing weapons were hanging off his “uniform” “You know me as Count Dracul Nova a weary traveler trying to escape the tyranny of my once Scottish brethren. But I am known to everyone was Count alma’s Nova Dracula. I am a descendant of the legendary Count Dracula.” He bowed to me in sowing his signs of nobility now. I smiled and walked seductively towards him.“So if I’m assuming correctly, then that would make you a vampire yes?” I asked as I pressed my hot body up against his making him a little uncomfortable. He shifted his body uneasily in the dirt his boots snapping some twigs. “Yes I am a vampire, and what I was doing was trying to turn you into one. I heard about your talent to curse people or things to un believable deaths and other things of that nature. I ventured far and wide to meet the legendary Whisper Murrain. When I witnessed you murdering your family.” I got a surprised look on my face. “That’s right I had been following you seeing if you were up for being turned into my own kind. I new you would be a perfect candidate for being turned into a vampires. I pressed my boobs against his chest playing with him sexually was something I did with men countless times it usually got me things I wanted. “I am interested in being turned. What did you have in mind?” I asked coyly knowing full well what was about to happen. “I will turn you Whisper giving you un natural strength, speed. You would have the ability to heal yourself and you can jump off of virtually any high place and not be hurt. The down side would be that you’d have to stay out of sunlight and you’d have an un natural thirst to feed off of human blood for the rest of your life.”“I am willing to accept my immortality,” I said tilting my head exposing my neck. “I am ready when ever you are.” I said placing my arms around his stomach. I was planning on leaving him as soon as he turned me but he could figure that out later. He grabbed me in his arms and started sucking and drinking my blood. My whole body shivered and began to shake as he did this. My nipples were beginning to harden and I was becoming so aroused by this that is was un real. I didn’t want to have sex with him again but it definitely made me horny. He had finished drinking my blood and I grew a little woozy at first. Everything around me had turned into a blur as I tried to make since of things. A few minutes later my senses had perked up. My sense of smell changed I could now tell the difference between my own kind and a human. My hearing had increased substantially I could hear half the length of a foot ball field away. My eyes were the same but they turned from a deep shade of blue to nearly blood red. I could finally feel the formation of my fangs protrude from my teeth as I licked my tongue around them. I smiled to myself while still holding Count and I said one word “Thank you” and knocked him out cold leaving him lay there in the open field. I used this time to escape and I made my way out of London to a far off place somewhere in Brazil I think I’m not sure. I’ve been growing more adept to my powers now and have had to fight off and kill wear wolfs and vampire hunters who had been tracking me. I’m trying to make my way to this secret kingdom a fellow vampire told me about it’s a save haven for vampires like me. A man who goes by the name Knight lives there with the queen of all vampires. I’m interested in meeting these people and I know my journey is only a day at the most from that place.
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