------------- Tales of the Raptors - Black Sheep

In every family there is at least one, the one who refuses to play along, the one who couldn’t care less about the family name or the clan’s honor. They live on the edge. They take the money and power and position and turn it on their own. They are outcasts and rebels. And sometimes, that’s a good thing.

She was born to wealth and privilege and power like few others. Her birth was planned. Her very existence was a plot to take over another family. It backfired. When Kirstin von Tolenkov was young, she saw that her own position within the von Tolenkov clan was not without its risks. Even before she began to devise a plot to take over the power of the great Incubus Lord of Old Calladon, she conceived another grand plot, and the key to it was the conception of a child. She seduced one of the great Hayes family, one of their elder sons. Which one didn’t matter. And by him, she became pregnant. Only the great magics of the master of all Necromancers, Shang allowed her to conceive and give birth to a living child, something not even the great Vampyre like her father had done. All Vampyre children were born dead and had to be infused with necromantic powers so they might grow to maturity. That was how she had come into the world, but her daughter, the child of a Hayes male and the chosen daughter of Vladymyr von Tolenkov,… she was different. She was born half alive, half undead, one who had no weaknesses and could maintain her power even in the burning rays of the sun. She was to be a weapon, a pawn, a political game piece to be pulled out and used at the right time.

But the great plans of evil witches oft come to naught. Kirstin’s plot failed when one of the rivals of the von Tolenkov’s, the powerful Mordentshir clan, stole the child and spirited it away to who knew where. For decades, as Kirstin moved on to other plots and schemes, trying to regain her father’s favor, the child grew up as a normal human child. Yet she was anything but. In the fullness of time, she reached maturity, and her true nature made itself known. Fortunately, she had been watched over for twenty five years by another of her kind, the one many knew as Savannah Montgomery, the legendary vampire Bard. But she soon learned that Savannah was actually the one whispered about behind closed doors, even amongst the vampire clans. Savannah was actually the Lady Mordentshir, true leader of the clan and Vladymyr’s ancient enemy. Now, the Mordentshir’s held the pivotal playing piece. That is, until the young Vampyre learned her true nature, and her true parentage.

She refused to take either clan as her own. She spurned the Mordentshirs for their lies, and chaffed at the von Tolenkov’s for their vile natures. She took a new name, her own name, a name she knew her father would have wanted. But even amongst her father’s family, Misty Hayes was an outcast, a black sheep wherever she went.

------------- Credits Misty Hayes - Sexy Slayer for V3 – DAZ & wyrmmaster. Outfit – BVH & DAZ. Swords – TalonGE. Pistols - Set Various – DM. ------------- Thanks and please comment.