Prologue
Deep in the forests of Scythia where villages were scattered, the population was beginning to dwindle. When the night came, so did the creatures of the dark. Bodies were slain and drained of their blood some nights but other nights, their bodies were torn apart by the jaws of an animal so fearsome, the thought of them would shake a human to its core.
The children of the moon took as they pleased. As did the other night demons.
It went on until only a handful of women remained. Amongst these women was Nihmu, her husband and two sons had been killed and only she and her daughter remained. A demon came to her one day, having spied her daughter, and attempted to negotiate - if she allowed her daughter to leave with him, he'd leave their village be. He gave her a single moon cycle to decide before he returned with his coven. If Nihmu refused him, they would lay waste on her entire village.
She had no intentions of giving her daughter so fearlessly, she gathered the remaining women of her village and she fashioned weapons from the sacred mountains of Assegate. Nihmu and the other women prepared and when the demon returned, she was ready.
The Gods looked down in favour at their courage and blessed them with Ares' bloodthirst, Artemis' strength and Athena's wisdom.
They fought boldly and many died - including the demons. When the battle was over, only Nihmu and six other women survived; her daughter did not. Heartbroken but emboldened, she stood on the mountain of Assegate that day and made a promise to the Gods. Her daughters would serve the Gods to rid the world of the creatures that came from the darkness.
Wanting to protect all those who were victims of the beast who ravaged their homes, Nihmu declared that they would spread out across all the lands and pass their abilities through their bloodline. The women of Scythia agreed and set forth, ready to raise daughters who would stand tall like Nihmu did. Daughters who would swear to protect all. Daughters who fought boldly and courageously like their ancestors.
The heavenly warriors, descendants of the sun.
note: my first fic lol so don't expect much; inspired by the fact that if children of the moon (which I suspect are /real/ werewolves), vampires and shapeshifters all exist then why not some badass amazon-inspired women? and bc bella didn't really need jacob to heal her. and just yay for female characters (although there'll be a LOT of wolf pack too)