The Beast within

Their life begins as other lives end

I still remember that night as if the smoke was in my lungs at this very moment. The screams of my neighbors and friends were thick in the air, they begged for help but they were all slaughtered the very same. I was but a child, too scared to make a difference too scared to fight for my life, I know now that I have power but before I didn't have any. How do you tell a child that this will be the last day they will see their parents ever again.

I think back to that moment far too often..

As the smoke filled the air and embers lit the sky as plain as the stars, my father came barreling through the door. He was upset and afraid, I had never seen this man fear anything in my life, the only time it was even close was when I broke my arm. Dad had said it was something in my eyes but I had paid him no mind. Dad spoke in a rushed tone, it was more gruff then usual so I was very confused.

"They are here, we have to go they can't take Selene. Who knows what they will do to her."

Thats me Selene, the child in this story one that I find later on was wrong. I was just dealt a shitty hand in an even shittier world. 

It was this moment my mother spoke, but it was hushed.

"Selene my beautiful daughter you have to hide."

There were knocks on the door, heavier then any of the other towns folk. While the knocks grew more urgent and my father tried to blockade the door my mother hid me. The only thing hiding me were a few floor boards, they were rotting and falling apart its a wonder the didn't push mom and dad out the way and grab me right then. There was a crash, I silently watched as my father tried to fight them off.

Now that I think about it, it was the first time his eyes turned yellow.

Dad was throwing people across the room left and right, strength seemingly coming out of nowhere. My mother, had covered up the spot where I was but not enough that I couldn't see what happened next. An arrow flew and hit my father right in the chest, his steps staggered and he fell to his knees. He was bleeding from his mouth, I didn't know why he was sleeping. I now know these people killed my father...

My mother was a different story, she let out a scream of sorrow at my fathers untimely death. Her eyes were a shade of red from nightmares, you always heard whispers of creatures that walk among us in this time. It was said the queen of these lands was one of them, but I never knew any different.

Moms skin started to steam and flames burst from her hands, she was burning the soldiers to death left and right. The smell of burning flesh now is enough to make me sick. I hate it..
I even hate the ones that took me.

Mother was caught off gaurd and a soldier had impaled her with his blade, I watched as the light left her eyes. In that moment I cried. Looking back now, I don't know why I was crying, to me my mother and father were sleeping. These were the thoughts of a child, my mother and father are dead, they are never coming back.

The soldiers grabbed me, and the blood shed stopped just like that. I was the cause of so much death, so much fear and distruction. The soldiers eyed me warily, I don't know if it was because of what I am or because they went through all that trouble for just a little girl. A monster...

After they took me away they branded me and made me their weapon, later to be a weapon of revenge. The weapon they made would be the weapon that would destroyed them. All of them. I won't stop till all of them burn...

Alot of time was fuzzy, minutes turned to hours, hours turned to days and days turned to weeks. I had no idea how long I was with them for but eventually I broke free of what they wanted me to be. They wanted me to be a cold ruthless killer, well I am but even I have my standards, my golden rule is to not harm innocence. Malachai had no such restraints...

I don't know if he kept me around and trained me out of pitty, or if in his own sick ways he did care. There is no way of knowing now..

The day of my escape I slaughtered as many people as I could on the way out, their screams made my blood boil and turn. I'm also pretty sure it was the same day they started hunting me, again and again. I had no room to stop and rest if I did it would be all over for me.

His story was sadly very different then mine.

Syrus, as a young boy was very small considered the runt among his werewolf his 7 werewolf siblings. We both faced our fair share of tragedy though, his was similar to mine. Vampires in werewolf lands was never a good thing, the wolves called them suckulants or leeches all in all, they were never welcome, after all who could live with a mortal enemy. Syrus his family was next in line as rulers of their realm, the vampires hardly had ever pushed their lands after all they were well guarded. If a vampire was found in their packs territory they were more often then not, quickly made an example out of.

It is in a vampire's nature to feed, its the one simple fact they can never avoid. Its a price for immortality while a werewolf they pay for theirs in a different way. Every full moon they change some, completely lose their minds. Syrus was not one for losing his composure when he changed, but he did have a quick temper like all the wolves.

His life for a time was perfect until... it wasn't. 

Tragedy struck, the very creatures they strove to protect their kind from rebelled and the land was painted with his clan's blood. Syrus the boy who had to fight for everything he had built had lost it all in a single second, his family was killed. His throne was destroyed, and his kingdom was all but disappeared, it was something you would only hear in stories of war. It was awful, how could a man keep his sanity as everything he had ever loved was torn from him.

Maybe that is why he hated me at first... I have no Idea, but I know this is just the start of the story of how everything I knew fell apart how a werewolf became my whole world...

My name Is Selene, and this is my story, well our story