Enemies by Design

Enemies by Design

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Yes, I was a vampire. Not the pale, disgusting, bloodthirsty kind, although I had tasted my fair share of blood before- I didn't need it to survive, but it enhanced my abilities and satisfied a primal instinct. Yes, there are werewolves. Not the disgusting, monstrous kind either. They were humans when they wanted to, and wolves when they lost control. Evolved to be the two most dangerous predators on the planet, we were enemies by design. But human technology had evolved too, and they were coming for me. The hunters, an elite group of humans dedicated to hunting us down and killing werewolves and vampires alike, had formed not even two decades ago. Vampires were considered a priority target, much more dangerous than our rivals. That was why my kind had almost nearly been wiped off the face of the earth. But I was a survivor. And I'd rather face a dangerous Alpha with a pack of angry wolves behind him, than the alternative.
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Years of planning and hiding. The boy who once feared many is now the one that many fear. He has destroyed clans and pack that stand in his way. He is still on the run from the man who destroyed his humanity. His father a vampire. His mother a mortal. And there is the little boy who was the offspring of both, vampire and mortal hybrid. With this said he was more human than monster like his father. But his father found jealousy in the humane way of his son. One night he changed his sons from mortal to immortal. His son woke with the urge to kill and his mother was in his room at the wrong moment in time. The boy ended up murdering his own flesh and blood as he stared at his crimson red hands. His father stood over him with a sadistic smile as he reached down and grabbed his son by the throat. He threw his son at the wall. He beat him to the point where the boy wanted death. His father unwillingly gave the boy a choice. The boy felt lost and hopeless. Then the day came on his sixteenth birthday and the boy fought back and ran. He ran. And ran. He never wanted to look back. He never wanted to be taken advantage of again. He never wanted to be silent. As he stopped in the center of the forest and was surrounded by massive werewolves he grinned. "Silence will kill."

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