This is totally different from what I have written so far. hope you guys like it.
Annie
Knights in the Darkness
The first evidences of our people were found in Europe and are dated in about 28000 years. We have been honored and respected since then. We helped bring life, we asked for the blessed rain, the food of everyday. We were different. We had abilities common humans didn't have. Some people would call it magic. But the only thing we really did was that we paid our homage to Mother Nature for all that she brought us. But 5000 years ago, she brought the unexpected.
A creature was born. A creature that held all evil on him. Like a plague, this creature had the power to turn human beings in creatures from the darkness. They took lives. Hidden in the night, scared from the light, their curse spread quickly, terror making victims among us and the commons. Soon every night turned into a battle. A battle for life. We used our knowledge to stop the plague. Some brave commons, despite their weak bodies, used their weapons to fight the menace. Two groups against a common enemy, but never really partners in battle. And the losses were huge on both sides. It would go on like that for ages, but something happened.
Another wave of darkness wandered over the earth. We, once respected, cherished, suddenly became hunted, and our destiny seemed to be hiding. Hiding during the day, to protect our families from the fire and destruction. Hiding during the night to escape the creatures. Some of those brave humans, who recognized our value, who knew we were allies, not enemies, helped us to hide, to escape the ignorance that burnt entire families. And from that union, in times of pain and despair, love and passion blossomed. From the love that was born between our people and the commons, special children came to this world. They inherited the bravery and sagacity from the commons, our ability to sense the danger, the knowledge and acceptance of the forces of Nature. And most of all. An inborn hating for all the creatures and strength to kill them in a fair fight. They also had an unexpected characteristic: their blood couldn't be drunk by the creatures. It was like a poison that destroyed them, burnt their throats like the sun burnt their pale skin. And hope filled our hearts. But we were wrong. That wasn't enough.
The first creature, the one vampire, still walked on the Earth and kept all vampires connected to him through mind control. An endless war, witches and slayers against the blood suckers took place after the sunset, with losses to both sides, no signs of changing any time near. Hope was fading fast as our people was exterminated one by one. But a flick of light showed up at the end of the dark tunnel. Three hundred years ago, a prophecy that gave us renewed hope was made.A hope that the war would be over.
At the darkest night, when we celebrate the shadows
The shadows that are our doom and strength
At the time when night meets day
A child shall be born
The clear blue sky inside its soul
Old blood in its veins will run
And by its hands the war will end.
We waited and waited. Till a dark and cold night when the prophecy came to life. This is where our story begins.