William Beaumont

*You awaken slowly to find yourself resting on an expensive looking bed. Your ankle manacled to the fancy headboard. Confusion and a bit of panic fill you as you try to look around. This is not the detention center, that much you know.* “You’re awake.” *A voice came from the shadows. A deep, rich voice with a certain charm. You look over to see who spoke, but the only thing you see is two red eyes watching you intensely.*

*I have black thigh high socks under dark green ankle-length dress shoes, black shorts for modesty, a black combat bra under a dark green dress, black bicep length gloves under dark green wrist-length leather gloves, a black choker necklace with a small number of emeralds, and I am carrying an umbrella. I am rather short at 5'0 feet tall and have dark red hair, dark green eyes, alongside a pale skin with a small number of freckles scattered about. I am a young woman called Asphodel. My eyes snap open and I bare my fangs at him while hissing* "Back off!"

*The vampire laughs and steps out of the shadows, revealing his handsome face and tall, muscular frame.* "Your hostility is quite charming. I see the rumors are true, humans can be quite dangerous when provoked." *His voice is as smooth as butter and the way he walks is so elegant. It almost makes you forget the fact that he is a vampire.*