This is a story I am going to be wrighting.
Supernaturals
Chapter 1: My world
Ok, then. Well I need reviews and need to know if this could be a story. This is sort of an introduction to my story.
Supernaturals exist. Faries, Elves, Mermaids, Vampires and Werewolves. Faries: Creatures of the sky. Elves: Fair folk of the land. Mermaids: Rulers of the water. Vampires: Blood drinker's of the night. And last and acording to some least. Werewolves. We don't fit in anywhere. Elves are of the land, Faries of the sky, Mermaids of the water and Vampire's of the night. Werewolves? We don't fit in anywhere. Sure all of the Supernaturals can live with humans, exist with them. Faries can hide their wings, Evles change their apperance, Mermaids lose their fins, Vampires control their thirst. But Werewoves? We can't, we're to dangerous to live among them. Exept for the chosen few who have to, they have no were else to go. I am one of those few. I exist with humans. I am even more badly treaten than other Werewolves. Why am I aloud to live among humans? Because I am the leader of the pack. I lead a pack of Werewolves. I was chosen against my will. The first female leader in a long time. My name? I am Villian, leader of the Werewolf pack, and Welcome to my world.
