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Dropping to the streets of Whitechaple, he landed with the grace of a master vampire. William heard the drunken voices of two men who turned onto the dark street. He could smell the whiskey and tooth decay that emanated from them. Nose curling he tipped his top hat towards them and crossed the street to get further away from the disgusting smell. That’s when he caught it, the sweet scent of jasmine. How she had the money to buy such a luxury item he did not know or care. The smell was enticing and it led him down the street swifter than any hound.
    He heard gentle breathing before he saw her. Her clothes were dirty and the color of her skirts had faded with time. But her skin glowed beneath the grime that encased everything and everyone in the soot of the working class of Whitechaple.
    Quick steps brought him up from behind her. She turns, jumps slightly with surprise, and says, “Sorry gov’ner you gave me a fright,” as she brings a hand to her mouth.
    A smile crosses her lips and her eyes twinkle in the dim gaslight. William smiled in return, the tip of his tongue tracing the growing canines in his mouth.
    “What can I do for you?” she cooed. She swayed slightly, tempting William with thoughts of what lay beneath her skirts, but he did not need that right now.
    Reaching with a gloved hand, William caressed her chin. Willingly, she lifted her head up looking deep into William’s eyes. He could see the vein of life pulsing strongly beneath the grime on her neck. Smiling down at her, William let her know that she had made the sale.
    Taking his hand, the woman pulled William to her right. With her free hand, she curled a finger in his direction and blew him a kiss. William followed, allowing himself to be led into the darkness of another alley.
    As William followed her in the darkness, she stumbled on some raised cobblestones. William, however, could see perfectly well. He took the woman by the shoulder and spun her around to face him. He did not have much time and needed something from this woman.
    She gave a small gasp at being seized, but held still as William looked deeply into her eyes. William knew within seconds that this woman would serve him; that this woman was ready to be taken by him and would watch over him with due vigilance. William had chosen enough servants over the centuries to be able to tell with relative ease who could be converted easily.
    “What is your name, m’lady?” William asked as he held her chin in his hand.
    “The name is Annie, sir... Annie Chapman.”
    “Hello, Annie, my name is William,” he whispered, “and I need your help.”
    William looked deeply into her eyes again, which were now locked on his. This is exactly what William wanted.
    “Annie, will you help me?” William asked. The force of his stare sent a powerful message directly to her mind, mingling William’s essence with Annie’s very soul.
    Annie was already under his spell. She had never felt like this before. If asked, Annie would have done anything William wanted at that very moment, including giving her life for his. It was as if she had known him her entire life, and would protect him with the ferocity of a protective mother. Yet, at the same time, she knew she had already fallen in love with him. It was strange that some portion of Annie’s mind knew that this seemed impossible, yet the emotions she felt for William were overpowering.
    “Of course I’ll help you, my love,” Annie answered. She raised her hand and softly stroked the side of William’s clean-shaven face. Annie felt as if she were having a dream and could not quite awaken from it. “I’ll do anything for you, my dear William. Just tell what it is you desire of me.”
    William put his hand behind her neck and forcefully kissed her on the lips. He ended the kiss and again gazed deeply into Annie’s eyes. He liked what he saw. The bond had been made. Annie was now his faithful servant and he would take her to his lair.
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