Degenerates

Once lonely and surviving on her own. She found it hard to belong anywhere because her sire was dead and the ones who taught her only taught her enough to survive. Otherwise she was on her own and had to fend for herself. She wasn't a rogue but she didn't fit in anywhere in romania. She was basically shunned and looked down on. So she made her way to New York in America where she found a group of others that were like her. She heard of Jack Townson and his "family." She sought them out and found out that there was another place they making their own. She decided to join them. She felt anywhere had to better than this world. So she went through portal. It was a strange feeling. It was like going through emptiness. What she found when stepped through was perpetual darkness. No sunlight. She walked through the strange forest and and entered a clearing where she found the mansion known as the manor of mystery. She saw all different manner of creatures walking about. She was hesitant to talk to anyone as she made her way into the manor but she nodded to those she recognized from descriptions she'd been given such as Algernon the were-lion. She saw others but couldn't recall names right off the bat. Overhead though standing on a balcony watchig as she headed toward the front door was the king himself. Jack Townson. She hadn't expected to see him standing there. He smiled a big toothy grin and nodded at her as she continued to walk forward. She smiled shyly back and nodded in return. He was every bit what she had heard and probably more. She smiled inwardly. Let's see what this new world has for me.