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The Blood Mistress of Redbridge IThe Blood Mistress of Redbridge
Part 1: Drabkin's Murder
She was first reported of the murder of Drabkin, and only from his own passing. How she came to be a murderer I have little to no knowledge but from my own research I have reached my confirmation that the Mistress is indeed dead, but this is the report of her and her crimes and as I have mentioned before, they begin with Drabkin's passing, and it began as such.
Ralph Drabkin was a perfectly healthy, sane, middleclass man in the middle of his twenties with no wife or family of his own, but was idealized by the fantasy of one day having both. His dream merely became legend, and by that I mean a myth. Everybody believed Drabkin would find someone but never actually saw it occur. It was tragic, but others merely scoffed and tended to their own tidings as they would. Not to say Drabkin was an outcast, not at all, but he wasn't the center of attention either. He would attend parties and proceedings alone and exeunt as such. It was a da
Cambions Plot Cambions
At 2:53am on June 6, 1985, Robert Delaney, a 14 year old boy was visited by a succubus and succumbs to her sexual persuasions. Afterwards, he was never visited by it again, and he soon forgets about the incident. Seven years later, at 21 he meets his wife, Jenifer and they conceived two children on October 1, 1992 at 2:53 AM. (The same time Robert was attacked by the succubus) On June 6, 1993, Jenifer's water broke earlier than expected. They knew that they were carrying twins, a girl and a boy. The girl came out first, but she was not crying, not breathing. At 2:56, the girl gasped for air and started to cry. The boy was more difficult. The boy's umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck and it took four minutes for him to get out safely. At 3:00am exactly, the boy was born, and aside from the
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son sup
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