Calum
1 week ago I kissed Michael and we've been talking and hanging out ever since. Why was it a bad thing for us to be together? What is the story behind all of this 'vampires are the enemy' and vice versa. "Hey dad?" I smiled as I walked over to his throne, he looked at me with his piercing blue eyes. "Why are vampires the enemy? What's the story?" I asked, he let out a sigh and spun his baton between his fingers before explaining.
In 1800, vampires and werewolves were just a species among many. They were fine among each other, until one day King Red, one of the king's before King Fang, invited the werewolf palace over for a feast. That night King Red was poisoned by someone that we still don't know, the vampires blame the werewolves for it and have been saying they will get revenge for killing their king. And now that King Fang is in power, who was the prince at the time, he is planning a war with the werewolves since he accused us for killing his father.
"So, I can't be friends with a vampire, just because King Red was killed by an unknown breed?" I scoffed and dad nodded, I sighed and walked away.
Michael
"WE'RE DOING WHAT?!" I screamed, "We're fighting in the war against the werewolves." Dad stated and I felt my knees shake. "Wh-why?" I stuttered, "Because they killed my father." He roared and focused on the map spread out on the table infront of him. He started speaking, but I couldn't hear a word that left his mouth, everything was fuzzy. I started to sway on my feet so I sat down at the table, putting my head in my hands to try and calm down. "Michael!" He shouted, I looked up and he was passing a silver sword to me. It was at least 3 feet long, the grip was blue and gold, it was just overall perfect. "You're using that in the war." Dad stated and my hands started to shake, "May-may I go practice now?" I stuttered and he nodded, I jumped and ran to the arena. "FUCKER!" I shouted and stabbed the sword into a test dummy, the metal going straight through the torso and fake blood oozed out from the rubber dummy. I couldn't help the tears that fell from my eyes, I crouched down and squeezed the grip of the sword so hard that I felt my own blood on my hands. "I'm sorry Calum." I choked out and let go of the sword, looking at my bloody hands as I fell onto my ass. I didn't want to fight, I didn't want to harm people, I didn't want to hurt my lover.
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Immortals
RandomMichael Clifford is a vampire, who's the son of King Fang. Vampires and werewolves have a fued that's been going on for centuries, but what happens when a certain werewolf named Calum Hood catches Michael's eye? Will the fued end? + Mpreg + + Abuse...
