Kelly Cole, The Disco Witch

Overview

 Kelly Cole was the forcibly embraced Childe of a notorious Sabbat figure known as the Disco King. She spent over three decades locked into the nightclub scene as one of his consorts, bodyguards, and servants; dancing the nights away in the clubs of New York City and then Baltimore, until the Night of Blood gave her and her sisters an opportunity to take revenge on their hated sire and free themselves from the twisting vines of the Sword of Caine.

Now, years later, she has found a place to process and heal in the Anarchs, and the new terrain of Baltimore.

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Description

History

The boy who would be Kelly Cole was born to a commercial actress and a bricklayer during the idyllic boom of the 1950’s; his upbringing was rough if stable. He admired his mother’s craft, and the magic of the screen. Musicals and beautiful women dancing in sync; hiding from his drunken father when discovered imitating the images on screen. Of course, the draw of the Big Apple was too much to resist, and the boy slipped away from his home to become a star.

New York in the late sixties was a hellhole, and he slowly descended to the streets with the other lost youths. It was during this time period he began to dress differently and call herself she; supportive urchins encouraging enough to endure the catcalls and jeers. Clubs and theatres were the ultimate goal, sneaking inside or bribing the door guards to dance and drink and grind the night away.

The clubs held other denizens though, and Kelly caught a minor shark’s eye; a swinging big shot on the party scene surrounded by women and tacky displays of wealth. A Toreador Antitribu, Dmitry Varanov, aka the Disco King, ran rampant through the city as only a Sabbat would, making sport and slaves of the kine. He gave Kelly more validation and attention than she’d ever received before from any man, human or not. Lavish gifts of drugs, money, clothes - but she was not the only ensnared girl, her former street sisters just as swept up in the fantasy. The night he revealed his nature and made them his ghouls was bloody and debauched, Kelly waking up in a stinging daze and even more hopelessly addicted. Despite the carnage around her, she could only think of the power she’d been tempted with.

Dragged into the brutal world of Sabbat controlled New York, she numbed herself with drugs and decadence to ignore her new existence’s necessities, becoming just as much a predator as Dmitry had been to her. Luring victims, securing drugs, serving as his escort and bodyguard, attending the nightmarish esbats and Holy Days of the Sword of Caine - it was during this time in the height of the 1970’s that she “earned” her embrace, her sire using his connections to grant her a more perfect form through the arts of Vicissitude as well. Her new visage only enforced that she and her sisters had become bound in servitude even further. The 70's bled into the 80's and Dmitry and his girls continued their bloody nightmare through the era of glitz and glamour.

The 80's became the 90's became the turn of the Millenium, and Dmitry took his traveling party to the Sabbat City of Baltimore. But in a new city, bereft of all his favorite old haunts and erstwhile allies, his power waned. He was too blase about the Silence of the Blood, and Baltimore was not a large enough city to disguise his activities. The leadup to the Night of Blood was fraught with close calls and nights where the 'coterie' nearly met their Final Death. The Night itself was when Kelly and her sisters finally took their revenge, fleeing for the Anarchs and throwing themselves on their mercy with their tale of slavery and woe. 

Ten years later, the Black Rose, the Disco Witch, is still regarded with mild suspicion. After all, how long in the Sabbat does it take to truly rob someone of their conscience? Baltimore, once a possible continuance of her torment, now served as a city of convalescence and healing. Hopefully.....