I am Phoenix, child of darkness and rebirth. I am a Mother to none and Mistress to all those who dream at night. A vampire I am, but not in the normal sense. I am a child of a dying race of creatures truly terrifying. My familiar is not that of a bat, a wolf, or any other creature of dark torment for the modern American. My familiar is my love Eternity, my sweet and majestic female panther. She is always at my side though none may see her; she can hide almost as well as her Mistress. Though my cousins seem to be allergic to sunlight, I am the Queen of Twilight, of both light and darkness. My line is very particular and can not come about as a transmitted disease that I have come to think of those of other lines. We are not created from a mortal and a death at the hands of another of us, we are born. A child that is not human nor a vampire either but a creature that dances between the worlds. Though I can defend myself against even the strongest mortal with great ease and no strain, I cannot overcome my cousins who seem to be unstoppable havoc reeking creatures. I have all the heightened senses though whether my cousins or mine are more, tis unknown for it has never been put to the test. For my line, we hide from our cousins for we can easily be destroyed by them, though we can never become them. We have the antivirus that is vampirism coursing through our veins. We are in the legends of old though our names have been twisted in with the normal wympire, we are very different.
We are the dark ones of desire, twisting your mind and warping your thoughts, controlling you like a puppet on a string with a drug of intoxication that can never be broken. We are the Succubi, and though few, we are more of a danger then our cousins. We can control them even to a degree though it never last for long. Myself, I have lived for eons, old enough to see the true Christ and laugh at his attempts to bring people from my kind. As far as I know, I am the last and I have no siblings and no children to carry on the last, but for this I am stronger because I have no attachments with which my enemies can exploit. I have seen the rise and fall of Rome, the Greeks, the Gauls as well as the Aztecs and the Mayans. I know races that most of my cousins did not even know existed. My glamour can rip theirs to shreds and I am the more human looking and acting then they will ever hope to be and I was never human to begin with.
My life is simplistic in its complexity. My normal pure place attire of either dresses or jeans, of shirts and blouses could fill a warehouse. I have homes all over the world and enough money to keep the estates happy. I am of origins that even if I told you, you would have not a clue to what they look like so let my put it simplistically. I am of average height for this modern era. My hair has turned silver with age, it is neither white nor gray and reaches my robust breast, though most of the time I keep it up. My eyes are of deep violet that most people take as merely contacts. I am beautiful but for a Succubus I would have to be. (Insert laughter here) Even though I have lived longer then most of my cousins I have not lost my humanity because I have to be with them or I die. Where as my cousins drink blood I feed off of emotions, mainly lust. If you happen to get on my bad side, you will find yourself on the wrong end of the blade of my scythe or sword whip. So dance with me if you dare but beware, it may be your last but of course it will be blissful beyond your wildest imagination.
