The Vampire Detectives (Bjorn and Zyro #1)[COMPLETED]

Prologue: The Blood Wars

Long before mortals began their dominion over the earth, when the world was still wild and untamed, the night belonged to creatures far older, far more dangerous than humans. Vampires and werewolves—immortal enemies, bound by blood and vengeance—waged a secret war that would shape the fate of the supernatural world for centuries to come.

The roots of their enmity ran deep, stretching back to the first creation of both species. The werewolves, born of the moon's light and the earth's primal energy, were once protectors of the natural world. They were the first guardians, tasked by ancient spirits to maintain balance between the forces of nature and the supernatural. They roamed the wilds, shapeshifters capable of harnessing the power of the full moon, noble yet terrifying in their bestial form.

The vampires, on the other hand, were creatures of darkness. They were spawned from a different magic—one steeped in blood rituals and arcane sorcery. The first vampire, Godfrey, was said to have made a pact with death itself, trading his soul for eternal life and strength. His children, born of his bloodline, were cursed to walk the night, powerful but forever thirsting for the lifeblood of mortals. They were hunters of the dark, masters of manipulation, and rulers of shadow.

For a time, the two species coexisted in a tenuous balance. They shared a common goal: to safeguard their respective realms and keep the human race ignorant of their existence. The wolves, protectors of the earth, and the vampires, rulers of the night. However, peace was not to last.

Then Godfrey sired two warlords in the Philippines. Vanong and Marikit. 

The Vampire King, Vanong, had grown ambitious while Marikit chooses to build a fortress in Mindanao. Vanong desired dominion not just over the night but over all supernatural beings, and he saw the werewolves as his only true threat. They were bound by loyalty to their pack, stronger in numbers, and capable of overwhelming even the most powerful vampire coven. The vampires had immortality, cunning, and magic, but the werewolves had raw strength and unity.

It was the death of a werewolf princess, beloved by her people, that sparked the flame of war. She had been found murdered, her blood drained, a clear mark of a vampire's feeding. Her father, the Alpha of that time, the largest werewolf pack, declared war on the vampires. Vanong, seeing an opportunity to crush his rivals once and for all, did not deny the accusation. The Blood Wars had begun.

For centuries, the conflict raged in the shadows, away from the prying eyes of humans. Cities were built, torn down, and rebuilt again, all while the vampires and werewolves waged their secret war. The wolves, with their strength and numbers, were formidable on the battlefield, but the vampires, with their immortality and dark magic, were equally fearsome. No side could claim victory, and no side could afford defeat.

The war culminated in the legendary Siege of Manila, where Vanong sought to consolidate his power by slaughtering the last of the werewolf nobility. It was a massacre, orchestrated with cold, calculated precision. Vanong's elite assassins, known as the Night Blades, descended upon the werewolves under the guise of peace. It was a night that would forever change the supernatural world. The werewolf royalty was annihilated, their bloodlines severed, and those who survived were scattered across the world, their power shattered.

But the war came at a great cost. In his ruthless pursuit of power, Vanong had alienated even his own kind. His son, deeply in love with a werewolf princess, attempted to broker peace between the two species. Vanong, consumed by his lust for control, saw his son's love as a betrayal. He murdered his own child in cold blood, severing the last hope for peace between the vampires and the werewolves.

The death of Vanong's son sent ripples through the supernatural world. The werewolves, though broken, did not forget. They retreated into hiding, vowing vengeance against Vanong and his kind. The vampires, now fractured, began to question their king's judgment. While Vanong solidified his rule over the vampire covens, the seeds of rebellion were sown.

Centuries passed, and the war became legend, but the hatred between vampires and werewolves endured. The vampires, under Vanong's rule, continued to grow in power, but the werewolves bided their time, waiting for the day when they could rise again.