Crimson Smoke

Prologue -the birth of Crimson Smoke-

His paws were beating on the forest floor with enormous amount of power raising dust and dirt with every touch. Powered with never ending hatred, anger, pain and bloodlust, Smoke, as he was called was out for nothing but pure revenge. His birthright was ripped away from him, it was uncalled for, it was outrageous yet it was the absolute truth. His mate was ripped away from him right after the "claiming". His beautiful face, those beautiful mesmerizing eyes turned to ashes before his very eyes, when those bastards ripped his heart from his chest. His Mikael was gone for good. His mate, his love, his beloved vampire... was gone...

"I want revenge, I want their hearts, traitors they will pay!!!" Nathaniel, Smokes' host wailed in pain and hatred.

"They will pay for sure. Tonight no one will survive. They will fall one by one. I won't stop until I got them all or I fall" Smoke bellowed in rage. There was nothing for both of them to loose anymore. The most important thing they hold dearest was lost. Nothing holds any meaning any more to them. Not their lives... nothing...The leopard's muscles rippled with every attack towards the hordes of vampires attacking the panthera, the very pack, he called his home for the last four years since he moved to Istanbul. It was rather surprising to him though. The "claiming" was completed. He felt the bond between him and his mate and he should be death when his mate met the true death because the bond formed by the claiming was always too strong for the partners to survive when the other passed away. Once one met their death the other followed. This had always been and will always be like this, yet nor for him. Apparently he and his host Nathaniel managed to survive after their beloved Mikael, partner, had fallen. For what? He thought projecting his feelings to his host Nathaniel, who seemed more interested in spilling his enemies' blood. The leopard was confused. But it was not time for confusion or second guessing. There was nothing to fuss or think about. This was all about the primordial feeling the beast always had within his very fabric. Protect what was yours and destroy whoever or whatever dared risking them. Giving in to this primordial feeling, not caring for his and Nathaniel's' lives anymore the beast sight turn crimson...hatred, anger simmered his thoughts with unlimited power of destruction. He gave into that power surrendering himself and his host knowing this would be their very end, they attack with everythink they got. Surrendering to nothingness, Smoke and Nathaniel, the two presence in same body, got closer more than ever, so close that they united into something bigger...

The leopard and the host always was two separate presence sharing the same body yet right now it was not feeling like that. Although there were two voices as usual, neither Smoke nor Nathaniel could feel each other's presence anymore. It was like they were completely melted in each other's presences. United, bigger, stronger, more determined, deadlier than ever, they single handedly stand against the hordes of vampires who dared to destroy the panthera, destroying everything in their path, not only striking terror in their enemies' heart but also making a milestone in the supernatural history, although unknowingly. They spilled blood through the night which would be known and mentioned as "the crimson night massacre" in supernatural history. And the beast causing it would be known as "Crimson Smoke" henceforth.