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The Addict and Allure
The Tale of Weiss and Victoria
The Addict and Allure
The Tale of Weiss and Victoria
In an alternative future, with industrial countries beginning to crumble under the weight of their flandering governments and third worlds gaining power, a new disease slithers. It grabs hold of its victim like other carnal infections, yet the nature of the effects are debatable- through agony undescribable, the afflicted arise mutated.
With new, unnatural slender forms, they may contort their bodies easily, leap great bounds, and almost instantly recover from physical wounds. Yet, they are left heavily distorted in the daylight and require a vast intake of protein. Most of those infected do not even survive the mutation. In this world, those infected are viewed with ill-ease; which of these mutants went mad from the pain, and which are the 'new generation', those that were born with the disease? AIDS and HIV are no longer the major threats- Vampyrism is the true killer in the night.And as Fate will play, a new fairy tale emerges.
A typical girl, living in a typical city, engaged to a typical boy, accidentally catches the eye of an irregular gentlman. After showing what she thought was common courtesy to the stranger she knocked over, Ana finds herself stalked through rain-ridden streets, all the way to her house. Just before she can fling the door open and reach safety, her conciousness abruptly faulters, a corrupted white rag placed over her face.
In a haze, she is defiled by the beast and made his own. Energized by the licentious activity, the infection spreads rapidly through her body, and as she lies in an unknown room, all she can do to distract herself from the feeling of her bones breaking and skin crawling is her own screaming in the darkness. Now and then, she blacks out, reawakening to the after-taste of iron and the smell of blood. Two days pass with this repeating pattern before she finally rises from her place and staggers to a mirror within the room.
She has a reflection, unlike her mythical counterparts; yet, it does not seem like her own. Instead of seeing a normal, brown-eyed brunette girl, the profile of a indigo-gazed, lilac-locked young woman. Begining to feel faint, she turns around only to be abruptly confronted by her white-haired captor. Her lower lip quivers as he runs a gloved hand through her mane, a vainglorious grin on his face.
"Welcome, Victoria," his rich voice greets. "I, Lord Weiss, have been waiting for you... my bride..."
So begins the story of The Addict and Allure.
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