Saw a prompt to create a creation myth, and while I would love to spend an hour or two creating one I’d much rather spend a shorter period explaining the beginning of my more powerful alter ego who I have been writing for almost ten years in July.
Today, I give the world what I hope to be the whole story of Vampressa DeChaos.
The streets of Raven Black’s city were quiet that night, just as they always were in those days. The disarming song and dance of a handsome young ‘pire had brought yet another helpless female to a false sense of security, and then it happened. A scream rings out, shortly later his smooth voice welcoming her to hell.
She had been a lonely creature. Locked away in halls of ancient scrolls, manuscripts, holy texts, scientific papers, legal documents, she would read anything she could get her hands on. She read from morning until night, a true bibliophile in every right. She craved adventure but went never left the safety of her little city. But late one morning she came across the bindings of two books that were slightly askew from being propped up by an unseen piece of something shoved into the back of the bookcase. Pulling both books down a piece of parchment which had been crammed between the books fell to the floor. She stooped and placed the books on her lap as she picked up the paper and opened it up. “The Library is at Fear at 56th today.” Turning the piece over there was very fine handwriting at the bottom that said “Saturday” and had an incomprehensible set of numbers beside it.
“Fear and 56th?” She asked in a whisper. She turned the paper over again and again, it was a rather old looking piece but still rather unremarkable. Perplexed, she thought about where she lived. No streets in the city were named Fear, nor was there a 56th street to speak of. Looking out the window and into the early morning light a rabbit stood on edge at the end of the clearing beside her beloved library. The rabbit stood frozen looking far off into the trees and suddenly dashed away in the opposite direction. She furrowed her brows and looked in the same direction. There was nothing to be seen, so she moved on.
Tossing the scrap of paper on the table, she placed the books back in their original spots, and went back to where she left off the day before. A quiet morning faded to a quiet, rainy afternoon, and soon it became a drizzly early evening. The rabbit was back. It stood under a low hanging bough of white wild roses protected from the rain. It looked from the window to the tree line again, visibly shaking.
Just then the door to the great library swung open and the smell of rain and roses filled the room.
In a wavering voice the young woman calls across the vast room. “Who’s visiting the lord’s library at this hour? Don’t come looking for handouts, I am no giver of such charity.”
I’m going to cut it here because this matches the RBC to Abyss transition I want, but Peloidra and Vampressa are directly descended from and have known the gods themselves…it’s hard matching human history with these characters. When I started writing I took Abyss to be something of a late 17th century into the 18th century with some 13th and 14th century “magik” if you will set in something that you’d find in Dracula-esque fare. If you were to step outside of the “vampire” theme I would imagine there would be gypsies, merchants with carts, and an agora-type establishment that is the humans’ social scene during the day and at night the monsters come to play.
A more modern take on this arrangement would be something similar to the city of Sims 3 Nightlife, vampires and such running around at night in clubs, immortal, burning in sunlight, sleeping during the day but not entirely helpless if they are indoors. Ancient times to me would be something of our own collective spin on the Greek legends. Vampressa being a fledgling student of a middle-aged Taranis and Peloidra being equal his age, a god in his own right. Medea (Abyss’s own Medea mind you) being the goddess of vampire sorcery and this Taranis as being the vampire god of sorcerers and lightning magic. The “human” versions are rife with inaccuracies meanwhile the likes of us oldies (who have essentially been writing this for the last decade) can recount the real tails and summon the actual gods through various forms of channeling and necromancy. I think the general premise is that all of the gods coexisted in roughly the same time period and any and all of them are real and can be part of our stories.
In the version of Vampressa’s story that aligns with the gods that have been (somewhat) recently introduced, I do not quite know how her vampirism came to exist, unless I stipulate that when Zeus (or whoever) made the vampires Vampressa was one of the children of the gods and their…whatever else. In this version I imagine Peloidra being the father and tutor. The king to her princess. The god of all of us chaotic weirdos would have to be Loki, that’s been well established. Then there’s Damia probably with the label of supreme queen of chaos. Adonis, Akasha, Medea, Lorelai, Succubus, and all the others would have to be settled somehow in their own rights. I would have to take for granted that I do not have their own creation stories or timelines and technically if any one of those characters chose not to be one of the “original gods” or whatever, Vampressa’s line would be thrown off. I feel as though I’m writing a very indepth supporting character. But anyway, to briefly write up Vampressa’s “godly” story.
Vampressa DeChaos, born into the family of the supreme sorcerers.
Taranis – Grandfather? Great grandfather?
Peloidra – Father (given)
Mother – ?
Damia – Mother figure (later)
Medea – Grandmother/great grandmother (she and Taranis form the top of the sorc tree)
Peloidra brings Vampressa into the world of vampires, teaches her basic skills, and allows her to basically fend for herself in the end. No two ways about it. After years of gaining power on her own she brings her talents to many different clans gaining power and priceless knowledge to the battle field. She takes on the name “DeChaos” as she is the vampire princess of chaos…
Okay, I hate her name, but there’s no real changing it now. I like the name Taliari, but nobody will switch to that. Only if I move her elsewhere. I’d name her something like Taliari Shakai or Taliari Destino…maybe…I don’t even know. I like the ring of Destino but Shakai refers more to Vamp’s real “creator.”
Anyway, time to get back to the real world.
♪ Little Chels signing off