Persephone

Forced to wed Hades, the God of the underworld, Persephone lived a miserable life despite being the daughter of Zeus. She found her bestfriend in her own brother Kratos who, like her was betrayed by their own. They were more than similar than they thought they were not.

She was born from Demeter and Zeus and she was favored by her mother, Demeter. The goddess of Agriculture. But Zeus, then the King of the Gods, was ruthless and would not accept no for an answer, he still made her marry off to a hideous being that know nothing but heat and soot and soot and heat.

Persephone had other plans for herself, she was the Goddess and personification of Earth’s fruitfulness,being the offspring of an agriculture Goddess. She was full of life, ideology and love for the humans until the day that she was confronted by the truth that even her own, would betray her and leave her in the underworld. To be abused, humiliated and treated like a vermin.

The underworld was a far cry from Mount Olympus and it made her mad, fulled by her rage and of extreme jealousy towards the race that her father favored more than his own daughter---she  made it her own personal vendetta to eradicate them all. But her father and her siblings are far more stronger than she is, so she had deviced a plan. A plan to slowly deteriorate mankind from the inside. Also, filled with wrath, she made her husband her own slave, available to her constant beck and call. Persephone wanted to kill Hades--but not just yet. When she look at her father's creation from the underworld. Her anger and frustration grew wilder and uncontrollable. To get even without raising suspiscion on her name, she turned one of them into a sin-eater.

A sin-eater is someone who eats flesh and drinks blood and infects. 

And the first vampire was born.

He was Hector Battenberg. She found her in a abandoned graveyard when she was looking for the perfect person to do her bidding, dressed as a milk maiden, she had all the time in the world to roam the city of Sozopol without raising suspicion. A poor farmer who was grieving the death of her wife and infant son who died of a plague. But Persophone had to make a deal, the man’s approval of her demands in return of the lives of his loved one. It was important that he did it out of freewill and not forced. Even her father was aware of this law in Olympus. To seal the deal, it must be made out of free will. When Hector agreed, Persephone bit him himself and watched as the man withered in pain as the transformation took place. Persophone was glad as she watched him agonizing in pain, turning into the sin-eater she wanted. 

“Arghhhh, I am in pain! Wha-aaa-at have you done to me?” 

Hector was in the ground, filled with dirt and still writhing. His veins were pulsing and then it stopped. When he stood up again, he was calm and pale and now a sin-eater.

“What do you feel,now?” Persephone asked. 

“I feel strong, invigorated and ten folds better. What did you do? What of my family?” 

Persephone smiled, an eerie smile that did not reached her eyes. With a wave of her hand, the ground broke pen and the wooden coffin that encased his wife and child were cracked open. There lied a woman and her child, peacefully sleeping,but they were not sleeping--they are dead.

“Bite them and they shall live.”

The now sin-eater did as he was told, went down to the coffin and as quickly as he bit them both, they moved and writhed and was soon awake, the woman and the child was staring at the two figures that towered over them. 

“Hector,dear? Is that you?” The woman cried in desperation, realizing what just happened to her and her child.

“It is I, dear.” Hector's smile was creepily deathly.

“You have brought us back, how?” As her husband helped her out of the wooden coffin, the child in her arm was cooing and abnormally awake and active.

“Do as I told you, Hector.” Persephone was about to leave. “ Oh, and by the way, there is a castle not far away from here, I believe it is yours from now on.Do not worry about a thing now, I have taken care of everything, all you have to do is to keep your end of the bargain  and I will surely check in with you from time to time.” 

The couple just stood there as they watched her vanish behind a dead tree that stood in the middle of the graveyard. They both know that the castle belonged to the ruthless Earl that took away all of their belongings and almost half of the town’s possession by imposing an increase in the tax every quarter of the year. While the people of Sozopol died of hunger, the Earl lived well and never famished. But they did as what they were told and made their way to the castle. To their surprise, they were welcomed by the guards and by the butler , there was no Earl on sight and that strike them both as weird.

“Aaah, my lord, I know that you are tired and weary, we have prepared a dinner for you.” The butler said. 

And he lead them to the dining hall, where they found the ruthless Earl staked in the long wooden table, half alive and ready for them to devour. When the butler closed the door to let them have their fill, they both felt a hunger so strong with the scent of the blood that was oozing out from the Earl’s stake wounds. 

“Let me out of here! Set me free! You lowly pheasants!” The Earl screamed at the top of his voice.

“Why would we do that?” Hector said, licking his lips. Strangely, the man felt the urge to dig his teeth onto the mans soft flesh,just behind the ear where he could see the pulse beating wildly carrying massive amounts of blood into his head.

“Because I am an Earl and I give the orders and I said so!!” He sputtered in anger.

“Dear, I believe that Cornelius is hungry, let us feed him first.” Margo, Hector’s wife suggested.

“Woman, unstake me first and mind that son of yours!”

The Earl, no matter how helpless still failed to recognize who wield the power now. He was linded by his title and authority that even in desperate and in between life and death situations, he still thinks of himself superior among anybody else. This angered Persephone more. She was watching in secret. She wanted to see what her creation would do about a horrible human. If it was up to her, she could just snap his head and go on. But this was a test. 

What the new sin-eater did was remarkable. Truly, women are far superior than men and the Goddess was smiling now, confident that her plans were in full swing.

Margo, uncovered the child and said: 

“Son, feed.” 

And the child, though still an infant, leapt from her mother’s arm and went straight for the man’s jugular ans sunk his little baby fangs and blood spurted.