Ember

Legend

Every place on the planet has myths and legends. Some are threaded with truths that grew to something mystical and there are some so smothered in horror we tell them to family members in the dark we use to chill their bones.

Then there are others. The stories that no one believes until it appears right before their eyes, can't deny what can be seen.

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1900

In a time where being a beast was crucial to existing among many Predators. The most primal instincts were embraced. To protect from human hunters, vampire covens and other creatures.
5 clans lived among each other in peace. Trading good, sharing survival skills and defending each other from any threats. 2 royal lycan clans from the original bloodlines, 2 separate bloodlines on separate parts on the world moved into Ireland to create order and law. To be close to one another. These creatures stood on 2 feet, the speed of their movement was unmatchable as well as their ability to hunt. Great strength and immortality were only 2 of their cursed gifts.
Night meadow had a ruthless alpha and Luna. Feared by many and were not known for patience. Very firm in their viking beliefs that kept the pack safe. Among there incredible strength they bear the curse of the dark. The power to bring forth a buried demonic monster within themselves to subdue and who dare face them. Alpha Augustus Sage and Luna Syvia Sage were a force one should never attempt cross.

Then there were the Celtics beasts. Alpha Lorance Astair was voted to be king due to their fierce nature when it came to their kind, which balanced with kindness. No wolf would go hungry or live in filth. The love for the packs was evident, his mate Autumn had a heart bigger that Ireland itself, her kind nature turned to pure rage when her pack was suffering. A true mother. These Royals were gifted in many more ways. They possess the gifts of the elements, earth, air, fire and water could be controlled by these beasts of the night.

The other 3 clans belonged to the werewolves. Although ancestors of the lycans these clans began to change the more they bred away from the royal line, putting them on 4 legs. This gave them a greater advantage. Warriors were born and trained in these clans. Smaller, faster and more able to move into small areas.
Blood curse pack had a selfish alpha Zander Stiles, he took many women with or without consent all the while his Luna writhed in hell from his infidelity. Silent hunt was run by his close friend Wendell Pike. These 2 men did a lot of under the radar trading such as women and children. Unbearable acts ruined the love in their packs.

On the opposite side of Ireland was alpha Bruin Maximus accompanied by Luna Sky and beautiful daughter Nadia. A kind man who thrived on the success of his people, the love the pack had for their alpha was pure, with a fearless mate. Sky was a true warrior at heart. The morning star pack was full of proud wolves with many great strengths. Morning Star pack thrived.

Little did the royals know that the Silent Hunt and Blood curse alphas had a great disgust for their pure kind. The royals saw the werewolves as a blessing yet that was not mutual. Lycans began to be mated to the other clans and the werewolves were banded from interference. Mating was to be sacred yet these clans began hiding their women in the woods and the building of underground bunkers began. Most had been abused in their trades.

All the clans Alpha's and Luna's were to attend the annual conference that takes place at a different clan each year to discuss laws, and exchanges for materials. This year was Blood Curses packs year to host. Alpha Augustus Sage and Luna Syvia sent their Beta in their place, rogue attacks threatening the clans safety and stayed to protect the pack. Alpha Bruin Maximus traveled to protect his ally along with his warriors with his pack.

Upon arrival the village was empty of all life. No children, no women or men. Just a eerie breeze. It was cold in the September air. The pack should have been busy with winter preparations. Dead silence and so sign of life. Their beasts on high alert.

The first blow was a silver spike threw king Lorances heart. Towers from 40 feet above hold wolves carrying on the assault and threw the trees the attack was vicious. Silver filled arrows flew in the evening sky like a colony of bats to the victims belong. No one was sparred. In the weakened state of the leaders and travel companions the wolves appeared from their posts onto the ground to tear the lycans apart.

While the murder was taking place the remaining unprotected clans were being burned, raped and eliminated in their homelands.

Night meadow was able to save Morning Star from the assault although the last remaining live from Celtic Beasts was the late kings son. Bruin was charged with raising him in his pack and protecting his identity. He must never speak of who he is or who's blood runs threw his veins so he may live long enough to carry on his legacy.

Alpha August Sage was crowned king and took in any that survived from all the packs, distributed amongst the surviving clans or move to other packs if they wish.

Zander and Wendell were sentenced to death for their attack. Their innocent pack members as well as Zanders son and mate were sparred and taken in by an American pack.

The clans began split off into packs
Traveling away from the horror they suffered.

The king remaining in Ireland with hopes to someday send his heirs to America to expand once the clans heal.

The day that night meadows bravery became a bedtime story for kids.

The day Celtic Beast ceased to exist.