#itsmryoshiro

— ☣ It was the year 1850 and needless to say being born with an abnormal hair color was sure to draw awareness. This {unfortunately} was the case for a young woman that went by the name, Alyssia. An enchanting Mistress that stood at the height of 5'4 with a moonlit complexion that was smooth to the touch. Such soft jadeite irises glistened as a beauty mark was positioned right below her left eye, making her appearance all the more attractive. Her body was that of a goddess;; petite yet curvaceous-- A bewitching hour lass figure. Last but not least, Her  h a i r ;; long, long locks of neon lime painted with Amethyst fringes and pointed ends. Yes, she was truly beautiful however..Beauty did not save this lady from all the troubles the sadistic world had to offer her. 

Alyssia was born only to be ripped away from her loving parents and royal protector-- forced to live on her own without ANY guidance to explain..what she really was  A  {s u c c u b u s}.  Although her hair color definitely drew attention, it wasn’t what had caused her so much turmoil. A gem. Alyssia at birth, was given a gem by her birth mother since the little succubus failed to be born with immortality. Her mother, being also a witch- Granted Alyssia her own gem, not only of immortality but, it was filled with white and black magic as well. 

As time passed and the succubus grew up- word got out about her ‘gift’ and she was obligated to give out immortality at ever given whim, however..the everlasting life came with a PRICE. Magic, both pure and evil dispersed at random. Some men and woman were given  a m a z i n g  abilities some..not so much. This- Branded her an epidemic, a bio-hazard to all of mankind.. even though she had begged for people to not force the gift out of her. The world was against her and now? Sitting next to a throne in a tight corset and cotton dress; Alyssia hung her head as the collar around her throat tightened; the leash being yanked by the man, the K I N G that sat upon his throne.                                                “Peasant. I have splendorous news.” He began. “You will be joining a circus.” A chuckle. “You will be making me $5 every hour, $10 for interactions.”   

— ☣ Sitting in a small seat with one leg crossed over the other; The neon hared vixen huffed in annoyance when some random person took a seat next to her-- yes, Kamiko, that's how plane rides work. It wasn't that the person next to her so much ANNOYED her it was the fact that she STILL suffered with a h o r r i b l e case of amnesia. 

These past months the immortal had been traveling all around to places her 'former' self had investigated in hopes that it would spark some sort of memory- no dice. This was the last place she had in her files-- Beelitz, Germany. And she was heading to The Beelitz-Heilstätten Sanatorium, One of the largest hospital complexes back in it’s heydey.  Built in three phases over the course of the first three decades of the 20th century, the sanatorium also became a hospital for wounded soldiers during both world wars and then up until the fall of the Soviet Union. It even starred in movies! What an exciting trip this should turn out to be. 

Jadeite hues shifted from face to face of every passenger; stopping to admire one specific male. My, my.. was he handsome! He looked so..professional.., like, he KNEW how to take care of his woman. Hot. Kamiko licked her lips before narrowing her eyes with a smirk. It was almost as if these characteristics of hers came natural because once she realized the aura she was giving off, she blushed, clearing her throat before hastily turning away to look out at the passing cotton clouds. 

             ❝A woman walking in heels, is truly 𝓐𝓡𝓣..❞  

 — ☣ Click; click; Glossy, coal-black stilettos tapped across damp pavement before making a swift right turn into {one} of New York's most well known Adult Entertainment establishments - ‘The Private Eyes; Gentleman's Club ‘ 

With a charcoal simper pressed to her pale features, A woman that went by the name ‘Kamiko’ Freed herself of her ebony tench-coat;; Exposing her 𝑏𝑒𝑤𝑖𝑡𝑐𝘩𝑖𝑛𝑔, curvaceous frame; Laced in black as night lingerie. This woman was the embodiment of alluring- Dangerously--Beautiful.                                                                                                      ALL eyes on her now as she swayed her hips, sashaying towards the back room as she ran a petite hand on the back of her head, tousling her L O N G neon locks of lime;; teasing her to be audience-- her to be... vιcтιмs. 

Word around the street was, someone new had picked up a bartender job, most likely a {male} since, woman were only allowed stripping positions. This would be fun..Not for HIM but most definitely, For 𝒽𝑒𝓇..

Licking her teeth clean of any smeared lipstick, The florescent mistress peered into her reflection;; Her gaze malicious &  poisonous. 

              -------“So many men tonight. So little time.” 

🌙✨— With a hard swipe of her stiletto, sparks ignited as a portal to the underworld opened before the succubus. Slowly stepping into it, she mumbled something and for one, she didn’t seem all to happy. Story was; Her mother, Queen of all Succubi & Incubi had called the princess, Kamiko down for a quick meeting-- One she wouldn’t be allowed to miss.

The royal was a bit peeved due to the fact that this ‘meeting’ caused her to miss one of her investigations.. but, what mother wanted-- mother got. “I’m here..” 

The young royal sighed before closing the portal behind her, hovering over to her mother. It was only then, when she had opened her eyes..that she saw a  f a m i l i a r  face and it seemed.. HE had recognized her as well.  “𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒘𝒐 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓.” The queen spoke. 

ㅡ It was like any other normal sunny day as crowds of students stood in long lines, waiting to register for their first, second and even last year of high school. However, it was clear by just taking a first glance at these students, this high school, was anything but ordinary. Both girls and guys, painted the lines with their natural, neon colored hair. Students with horns, fangs, fur,tails, you name it. They were there. 

Yes, this was a high school for, Monsters or really, just any out of the ordinary kids. There was one girl that stood in line by herself. Dressed in black head to toe with her long raven hair to match, she was the essence of beauty, or, so it seemed. The girl seemed to be quiet as she wasn’t talking to anyone. Did she even have friends? Maybe she was waiting for someone. In the same line, there was another girl who was well, the complete opposite of the girl just mentioned. With bright purple hair and cute purple cat ears and tail that matched. This girl wore a bright smile as she conversed with those around her; fluffing down her baby pink Lolita dress. Complete opposites. 

There was yet another girl who was fairly short, bright teal hair, magenta colored eyes with..razor sharp teeth. She was a rambunctious little thing and a trouble maker to say the least. Standing behind the gothic beauty, was a taller girl with fiery red, super long hair. Her bangs covered her right eye, the exposed optic being a beautiful lime green mixed with a fairly vibrant purple. Her expression clearly showed that she would be the strict type. Last but not least, there was a fairly normal looking woman who spoke in a sweet french accent. Her hair was a popping hot pink while her eyes were a soothing lavender, really quite pretty and very friendly. 

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