Thread: Le Sacre du Prince [rhm21 & YellowSmoke]

Will Steele, or Willem Faust Steele to give him his full title, was a sinister creature of the dark. At 21, and a height of 6ft 4, he was a rather intimidating figure with youthful good looks and dark hair which, like his sister's, produced a stark contrast with his pale flesh. His chest was slightly wider than his waist, with long arms and broad shoulders that created a large framed body that made Will look almost like a giant. He had a penchant for dark clothing and was known for combining black jeans with plain black shirts and leather boots. On occasion, Will would also appear with a hat of leather, with a wide brim and black sunglasses with think lenses. To the naive psychologist, Will's attire may be mistaken as showing insecurity and a shyness from social interaction. And although he would not interact with many of the local Wisborgians, he was anything but insecure. Will knew very well that people were afraid of him. From an early age, Will's frame and uneasy demeanour had been unsettling to others. He found it very easy to get his way and to make people do his bidding. His sister was especially good at bowing to his whim and granting his requests. Although she seemed mature and intelligent, Lilith was very childlike in her way and it stemmed from a need to please Will and to try and impress him. Their relationship was not conventional by the standards of normal siblings. It was certainly unusual the way the two interacted and many would deem it inappropriate. As Will had needed to raise Lilith himself from when he was 16, as their mother had died and their father had disappeared, they grew even closer than they had been. But this had apparently led to unusual conduct within the household, from insisting that Lilith be nude on command around the house to making perform sexual deeds for him and friends of his. His sister may have been obliging but no one could deny that this type of sibling relationship was disturbing. Will loved being able to control people's actions, and he would soon use this ability to devastating effect. He would just need the right time to enact his plans for Wisborg and begin his cruel mission. By the time Will had turned 21, he had acquired a small gathering of followers. It consisted mostly of women, many of him not only providing sexual favours to Will but had also been deflowered by him as put of initiations into his 'congregation'. He sometimes referred to it as this but it was clear to outsiders that it was a cult. Will was the clear leader of the group and his second in command was his beloved sister, Lilith. The pair of them gathered what outcasts they could find and persuaded them to be a part of their group. Dozens were now members and they would meet infrequently in an abandoned church in the Copeland Forest, the large woodland area west of town. It was rarely ventured into due to supposed town history of a child murderer who had lived in the forest. Little if any proof of his existence could be found in achives but folklore makes for a better story than fact. As people kept away from Copeland, it was ideal for congregation meets. Will was due to meet up with Lilith by the mausoleum in the graveyard. Although a suitable place to meet under cover of darkness, it had been Lilith's idea to go there. He emerged from the darkness of the woodland, shrouded in mist and blending into the dark night, barely noticeable in the glow of the moon. He startled his young sister, having appeared as though he had sprung from nowhere and his sudden presence was almost something of magic. He approached Lilith, stepping with almost complete silence despite his size. Will was sometimes so quiet when moving, it was as though he was floating rather than walking. He took the back of her neck in his hand and bit into her shoulder tightly. His naturally sharp teeth pierced her flesh and blood was drawn. It was nothing to do with fetishism. Will did not pretend he was a vampire and did not actively drink blood, it was to continue marking his sister as his own. He could share her as he pleased, but her body and her will were his and she would be marked as such. He wiped the blood from his lips and ran his tongue up her neck before taking a step back. 'Dear sister,' he said. 'What is the news you have gathered for me?'