Warriors

Prequel~ The War

The war has been going on for centuries, my family have been protecting the name of the Wolves for generations. Who do those Vamps think they are? Trying to destroy an innocent species like us? Why did they start something they can't finish?

A long time ago, a young Wolf fell in love with a young Vampire, they could only be together in secret, for it was forbidden for Vamps and Wolves to mix, it still is. But they were in love and they were willing to risk their lives for each other, so that's what they did.

When the Vamps king found out, he was furious, his only child, his heir to the throne, his, supposed, pride and joy, had nailed him into his own coffin. He hated his own daughter, he ordered for her execution, she was stunned that her own father could be so cruel and, metaphorically, heartless.

When the word spread through to the Werewolves base, they knew exactly who the Wolf traitor was. And when he got word of what was to happen to his partner, he grew angry, distressed, mad as a hatter. He was going to do whatever it took to save her.

So he ventured, where no Wolf had ever been before, Fangs Forest, as they called it. He ran in without a plan, only a will to kill, one thing spun in his head and that was his lover. Upon arrival he saw her tied to a stake, unusually cruel punishment even for a Vampire, he thought, he began to snarl and growl even louder at the thought of her discomfort. He jumped on top of the king, making everyone freeze in their tracks at the Werewolf invading their territory. 

All Vampires stood silently, mouths a gape at the mysterious Werewolf, but they all had figured out that it was no ordinary Wolf, they all knew it was the forbidden lover. The king watched the Wolf as it dug it's claws deeper into the kings skin, then he grew mad also, this was the creature that had violated his daughter and his territory. This creature ruined his life and his culture and he was going to pay for it.

He used his strength to throw the Wolf off him and over to a tree, where the Wolf yelped in pain upon impact. The king stood, slowly, then walked over to finish the Wolf off, he looked at his people as they bowed in respect of their leaders power.

When he reached the Wolf, he saw it had transformed back into the form of a boy, he had calmed down now, he didn't want to kill anymore, in fact, he didn't want anyone to die at all. He simply looked up at the king and started to beg. ''Please, you don't have to do this. This is all my fault, punish me, not her.'' He looked longingly at his lover as did the king at his daughter. She was distraught, her father hated her boyfriend, there's not much else to be said there, but I'll bet most girls fathers don't want to murder both their child and the partner simply for loving each other.

The king simply gave a glance back to the Wolf boy before returning his gaze to his men, ''Kill them both. Now.'' He spoke aloud, with a stone cold edge to his voice, no remorse, no emotion, nothing. The guards simply picked the Wolf up, dragging him to the platform the stake was on, throwing him to the ground near the girls feet. She was crying her heart out, she wished she could take her feelings back, they both did, but that's not how love works and anyone who thought otherwise, was a fool.

The Wolf stumbled to his feet, grabbing his lovers face quickly and kissing her sweet lips one last time, just before the guards pulled him back, threw him to the floor once more and shot him in the heart with a silver bullet. His howl was loud and ear piercing as he cried out in pain, his lover watched with pain in her heart as he coughed and his expression slowly faded until his face was left blank and lifeless.

The king walked up to his daughter, looking at her one last time before giving the final command. His daughter couldn't bring herself to speak but she tried anyway. ''Y-you monster!'' She tried to scream but it came as merely a forceful whisper, her father watched with a pained expression as he waved to the guard to set her aflame.

Her screams could be heard from miles away, all Vampires watched sorrowfully, they knew it was law that this must be done, but that didn't mean they agreed with it. The Wolves knew what had just been done and they all howled in unison at the abomination that they felt, they all decided then and there to pay the Vamps a visit, they couldn't let them get away with the murdering of a loyal young Wolf just because of his stupid heart.

They ran as fast as their legs could carry them, with the king and queen leading the pack. Back in those days all Wolves were a part of one big pack, everyone worked together to help out, but it's changed a lot since then. The king and queen slowed to a halt after they passed the boundaries and their eyes met with the king of the Vampires.

Instantly, there was hissing and growling coming from both Vamps and Wolves alike, while the leaders just stared at one another. Everyone knew what was going to happen, there was to be a war bigger than they had never seen it.

The Wolf queen took a simple glance to the podium and saw the Wolf, who was practically still a cub at the age of 16, whose body was empty and still. The queens eyes closed for a moment as she silently prayed for the rest of the Wolves to never have to experience pain like this one, she also wished for peace for this cubs soul in his afterlife.

The king and queen shared a glance before turning to the Vamps leader with a scowl, a couple of wolves charged over and picked up their poor, limp ally. They were to bury him back home, like he deserved, like any Wolf deserved.

The Wolf pack turned to leave as the queen and king both shared a heartfelt howl, that made all the Vampires cover their ears, then they let out the final, war howl, alerting everyone that the Vamps had just made a big mistake. The Vampires and Werewolves officially became enemies on that day, and the war continues to this day. As we speak, there is a plan in place to be rid of all Werewolves.