The house was massive, it could be called a mansion. A knock on the door sounded throughout the house. A beautiful woman opened the door.
“Yes?”
The man on the other side of the door swallowed in sight of her beauty.
“I need you to obtain this girl’s blood, any method you want to use.” He gave the woman a picture of the girl, the next queen of the vampire race.
This will be just fine.
The previous day another man had come, requesting that she obtain his son. The reward being that she could do whatever she pleased to him before passing him off.
She licked her lips, “I’ll do this free of charge.”
“Really? That’s great but may I ask why?”
“Well there was a man who came by yesterday requesting that I find and give him his son. I’d say that his payment covers his and your request.”
The man decided to let it go, nodding.
“Okay, I guess I should thank the man. What was his name?”
“Oh, I can’t give you that information. Not for free anyway.” She licked her lips yet again, her eyes dropping from the man’s eyes to his lower area.
The man cleared his throat, “Can I get his race?”
The woman sighed disappointed, “Hell-Dweller.”
“Ah.” the man replied.
“So just her blood right?”
“Yes. Just her blood.”
The man turned around and began walking away.
The woman closed the door, he probably wouldn’t produce strong children anyway.
The woman was a witch, one that uses all kinds of demon kin to reproduce strong children.
She walked up the stairs, and encountered a man who had his face covered by a mask, his body was one full of muscle. It was another job request, it seemed that it is connected with the one from yesterday.
The man nodded.
The woman raised her hand and stroked the man’s mask, “You’ll serve me well, correct?”
Another nod.
“Good.”