Prologue:

Have you ever heard of people telling you that a person may not be all that he or she seems to be? Perhaps brushing it off after?

Well they are more right then you could ever imagine.

Especially when it comes to us and though you may or may not know of us we can disguise ourselves into anyone we want so we can make you into our food. We feast on your love without you knowing it and we truly are not all that we seem to be when you run into us without knowing it's us.

For we are the changelings and we are not human despite our human looking body.

We have wings that look to be from birds but are sized larger to get us off of the ground. We may seem strange for being what we are while we have feathered wings that sound like it would be better suited for some other creature. We cannot say why we have large bird wings but what we can say is that no one is safe from us no matter what you think of us if you know about us.

"My changelings!" The king of the changelings stands on a cliff overlooking the barren land we currently call home. He spreads his dove wings and raises his arms just so that way they are about level with his upper chest with his hands in almost fists raised to the sky but level with his head pretty much and he glances to the right slightly. His dove wings clash with his evil personality so much so it's almost ironic but no one looks at it that way as they just see his wings as something that makes him more God like to us, not sure if he sees himself as a God but I highly doubt it as he is doing his duty as king which he knows is what he's doing but he doesn't try to change a thing to seem more God like. "We are much stronger than the human nation! We will feast like royalty in time if we stay strong!" He calls over all of us. Our king isn't married or even dating right now but we still see him as a king and not a prince. He has curly white hair, stormy grey eyes and he likes to wear baggy white clothes. On his face we can read some emotions like evil, anger, content, sometimes kindness and others but he also can push away his emotions to stay strong for us.

I have my raven wings folded and I stand a little to the side standing on a rock on the barren land as I look up watching our king as he speaks. My baggy long sleeved black shirt, baggy black pants ripped at the ankles and my bob styled kind of messily cut hair sway in the breeze blowing over us. I am the General of the Army and we all still follow our kings orders obviously. My command can be out ruled by our kings command. I know that but I don't mind as when he gives the command I see why he did. I take that time to learn more to be better at my job. I will always be loyal to our king through thick and thin.

After all the king trusts me and I am his right hand man.

He is also my crush though I am sure others have said that but whether it is from actually knowing him really well, looks or that he is the king differs from changeling to changeling.

I love him for who he is as a being and I love everything about him.

He truly is perfect and his name is Nate River.

My name is Mihael Keehl.

And we are the changelings!