Two completely different worlds coming together, not in peace but in hatred. Humans are known for the weakness of their bodies and the stupidity of their simple one sided minds. It was a slow wave, reaching each town one by one. Werewolf rising up against the humans, standing from their shadows. Showing them selves and making them selves known. Humans would then be known as the worlds pest. No good to the werewolf's unless mated to one. Million of years later and things still had not changed. The humans would hide and crawl almost the dirt of the world scurrying away from anything they saw. Terrified of getting caught and living with the monsters above, the stories would remind the children to never get close, to always hide. Misty had grown up with very little, the poor pale skinny girl with dark hair and eyes of the morning sun had never seen her own beauty until she meet him.