The Rivalary

War

Okay, so this is how my story begins, this is how all of our stories began here, in the depths of the forest, there was a group of people, looking for a ancient treasure, said to give one the power to cure the incurable, fix the unfixable, and stop the unstoppable, it was also able to give raw power to those who deserve it. Oh, where are my manners, our names are, beginning with the alpha, Aerin, Windstriker, Ashley, that's me, Kyrin and my old dog, Bullseye, some of us are family, and some are friends. Bullseye came with me when I first found out my family were actually werewolves. Now, there are some who want to take the treasure we are sworn to protect, they are the blood-fangs, we are the black-claws, so that is how it first started over 3,000 years ago, now men even seek out our aid, to put out the vampire menace, and we get to take whatever we want from them in return for this great favor.

Now, some here were once friends of vampires, that is part of my story, but as all ends like this for those friendships, we split, and she became the nightmare of the worst thing in my nightmares, she is that bad, she bit me, but I was immediately cured of vampirism, none have ever descended into vampirism and lost the blessing of the goddess, kiranthuin.

I won't get too into detail about the blood-fangs, but you can imagine if people would brave the trek to the old wood, then they must be stupid, scared or both. But the blood-fangs are the worst vampire family there is, they are tight, hardly ever are hurt, and when they are it is a mere papercut of an injury, they are the things that your worst fears, and their worst fears, are afraid of, no I am not exaggerating, but during the war of the blood reign, we sided together to end the abomination of a king, and free these lands, back then we were the blackbloods, makes sense, right. Well yes it does, except, when they went to take down the king, the vampire bit him and the werewolf pounced on the both of them, the vampire let go out of confusion and bit the werewolf and the king and my ancestor died that day, the good news is, that the vampire turned lycanthrope and was shunned and killed by himself out of madness.

I said I wouldn't get into details, but there you go, want more go talk to someone else. Now, the artifact is a dagger, not going to explain why it's a dagger, let's just get on with the feud, now, they are seeking to heal themselves and not the people, they are selfish little bloodsucking fiends that want everything for themselves, all of the riches all of the people all of the lands. Then the war started.

The war has riled us, and the humans have enlisted my help, I have saved many lives, but not as many as I have taken, I am different, I will be alpha one day, but I have to be calm and wise, but not take lives, so I knock teeth out, I send them home with the inability to walk, due to being paralyzed. But not kill, not until I have to in order to live.

The vampires press on the city, and I am the only protector, I ordered everyone to the safe house, in the back of the city, where windstriker and bullseye stand, bullseye is here to calm people, windstriker checks for vampires, then he will go to the gate, and I will stand guard, there are more of us, but we are stretched thin due to the recent attacks, women and children are heavily armored and in the center of the building, the men are heavily armored as well, but they are armed to the teeth, and in a ring around the women, women are lightly armed, just to give the children even more security, them there is me, at the gate injuring many, windstriker finishing them off, I slow some down, cut of limbs, make them unable to move, he will kill these ones later. Jasmine bolted past me, past windstriker, towards the safe house, she couldn't touch the lock, it was too close to kiranthuin's dagger, she recoiled, and tried to run, escape windstrikers grasp, but it was impossible, no one escapes windstriker, once within his grasp.

"You can't kill me, not while under the protection of tyraniu, our lord," jasmine spoke in a raspy voice, as she choked, "I cannot die!"

"Maybe so, but I can hurt you, put you in restraints, burn you, sink you to the bottom of the ocean, watch you starve," Windstriker said, "we might not be able to kill you directly, but we can watch your life force drain, your 'god' better save you now."

As we put her in chains, she tried to bite me, and I grabbed the dagger, and said, "Don't tell ANYONE that I am responsible for curing you!!!!"

"Ok," she said in a dejected voice, "I won't."

As I forced the dagger into her heart, than withdrew it, and started to cut her down, windstriker walked in and asked why I was doing what I was doing. My response was, "she is no longer cursed, see the black pearl in the hilt, that was the curse pearl, it is finally full, one more time it can give the gift others that deserve it, let them be a part of the family, just the way that you came."

"Who did you have in mind, little sister," windstriker stated, "I will find them for you."

"Elexandraya Cottle, dear brother, she is not to be harmed, you hear, not one scratch, or you will be the one in chains."

"Yes ma'am."

"And the gift taken."

"Alright I get the point, although that was a little far, don't you think, fine, I will get the girl, where is she, in Pickford, you say."

A couple of hours later, Elle is captured and brought to me, I ask her if he had cut her, she said "the only injury was caused by me."

"Ok, you are going to scale the tunnel wall, and receive the dagger there, like windstriker, the only other one that was not born into the family."

"What do I do once I have received the dagger?" she asked.

"You take the pearl from the hilt, and hold onto it, we will circle you and chant an incantation, then you will truly become one of us," aerin said, "I will shatter the pearl, and it will collect itself, as it is blessed, so it will not stay broken, it will be empty and it will be clear and a lot like a diamond."

"Now, scale it," I spoke in more of a growl, "please, I need to be up there." I transformed quickly, not knowing that I was being watched as my silver, onyx, and gold fur shone in the light, similar to Aerin's fur, but different. She had gotten there shortly after me, I left foot and hand holds, by accident of course. However she went on as normal, and we did to, alpha chanted, I howled, and the rest hummed, she lifted and transformed, and howled louder than I.

Then the war was brought to us, and a vampire stabbed aerin through, and I knew that it was time to kill and I went wild, I must have killed thirty in the last three minutes, and for every 1 I killed there were 3 more to replace it, I let out a piercing howl and leapt, my shining fur was glowing, and as I barked, the bones of the long dead rose from the earth, aiding in battle, killing those that could be killed, injuring and binding those that were like jasmine, I snarled and the bones grew flesh and fur. But the first arisen had died, and I experimented, I slashed one paw through the air and knocked over several vampires, leaving them easy prey, I picked some up and smashed them into the ground, instantly making them wish they had never been born, right before they died, the rest either surrendered, or fled, to regain their ranks and maul over what went wrong.

My first act as alpha, free the captured vampires of the curse. Next I found and befriended my old buddy jasmine, then made better preparations in the city. All in all, the war ended and the blood-fangs sought our alliance. They sought to remake the blackbloods, we reluctantly agreed and carefully watched them, but they were good in the end, and all was well, as it was once long ago.