Title: Moonlit Love
By: PucKurt4ever
Genre: Romance, Drama, Supernatural
Warnings: Homosexuality, sex, nudity, cursing, blood, killing
Summery: On the outer West edge of Ohio, lies the small town Lima. Two families, the Puckerman werewolf pack and the Hummel vampire clan have lived side by side for centuries; an ancient rivalry keeping these two families separate …until now. Noah 'Puck' Puckerman is the son of Ruth Puckerman, the pack's leader, and next in line to be pack leader. One day Puck wanders into the town that lies in the middle of both territories and stumbles upon Kurt Hummel, the Prince, or is it princess?, of the Hummel Clan, and falls instantly in love with the beautiful vampire. Follow Kurt and Puck as they go against not only their instincts but their families as well as they try to keep their forbidden love alive.
A/N: This is my new story idea. I hope you all like it. Comments are appretiated and welcome so comment away!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the characters i made up
Character Profiles
Vampires
Kurt Hummel
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Chestnut Brown
Eye Color: Glasz
Personality: Kind, soft spoken, fierce, easily embarrassed, gentle, smart, keeps to self, shy around new people but out going with family and friends, can take charge when needed, sharp-tongued when angry, independent
Vampire Level: Pureblood
Vampire Ability: Able to conceive and bear children, freeze matter, almighty
Family: Father (Burt), step-mother (Carole), step-brother (Finn), Fiancé (Tony)
Affiliation: Hummel Clan, Hunters of Law-breaking Vampires
Burt Hummel
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 45
Hair Color: Gray
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Nice, protective of family, natural leader
Vampire Level: Pureblood
Vampire Ability: Almighty
Family: Son (Kurt), Wife (Carole), step-son (Finn), son-to-be (Tony)
Affiliation: Hummel Clan, Head-council
Carole Hudson-Hummel
Gender: Female
Age (Human years): 39
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Nice, good listener, good at giving advice, understanding
Vampire Level: Common
Family: Son (Finn), husband (Burt), step-son (Kurt), son-to-be (Tony)
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Finn Hudson
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Light brown
Personality: Goofy, ignorant, nice, dense
Vampire Level: Common
Family: Mother (Carole), step-father (Burt), step-brother (Kurt), brother-to-be (Tony)
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Tony Rogers
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 19
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Light blue
Personality: Proud, arrogant, nice, charming, gentle with Kurt
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can disintegrate matter to the size of a molecule
Family: Fiancé (Kurt)
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Sean Simpson
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Maroon
Eye Color: Pale blue
Personality: Laid back, soft spoken, keeps to self, likes to hang around Kurt – often sleeping in the same bed with him, likes to do things at his own pace, doesn't like being around things he doesn't like, cares for others – often moving around silently to monitor others, doesn't show much emotion to others except Kurt and Sam
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can sense and change people's emotions
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Sam Evens
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 16
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Nice, funny, not the brightest, looks out for friends
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can manipulate plants
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Blaine Anderson
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 16
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Hazel
Personality: Nice, funny, speaks up for others, loyal
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Able to burn matter
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Tina Cohen-Chang
Gender: Female
Age (Human years): 16
Hair Color: Black with light blue highlights
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Soft spoken, shy, nice
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can create electricity in the palms of her hands
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Mike Chang
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Nice, keeps to self, smart, likes to spend time with Tina
Vampire Level: Common
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Quinn Fabray
Gender: Female
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Light brown
Personality: Nice, self centered, likes to be liked
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can manipulate others
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Lavender Sivorra
Gender: Female
Age (Human years): 20
Hair Color: Purple
Eye Color: Dark blue
Personality: Cheerful, fun, loyal
Vampire Level: Common
Affiliation: Hummel Clan
Josh Fondell
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): Unknown
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Green
Vampire Level: Pureblood
Vampire Ability: Excels in reading people's thoughts
Affiliation: Head-council
Cody Florite
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 19
Hair Color: Blonde
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: Funny, cheerful, lighthearted, careless but serious when it comes to work, nice, smart
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Using spells and fighting
Affiliation: Hunters of Law-breaking Vampires
Duncan Rodgers
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Black at roots, bright green Mohawk
Eye Color: Ice blue
Personality: Smug, rebellious, smart mouthed, quick witted, brave, touch, acts uncaring but cares a lot for the ones he knows, childish
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can inflict physical pain or mental pain without touching his opponent
Affiliation: Formally of the Hummel Clan, now a loner
Lee, 'Onew' Jinki
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 19
Hair Color: Reddish-brown
Eye Color: Dark brown
Personality: Laid back, natural leader, funny, charming, aggressive at times, nice, humble, clumsy, loyal, smart, wise
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can use his blood as physical weapon
Affiliation: The SM-SK Clan, the rebel group SHINee
Kim, 'Bling Bling' Jonghyun
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 18
Hair Color: Bleach blonde
Eye Color: Varying shades of gray
Personality: Smug, childish, kind, short tempered, sensitive, caring, motherly at times, bold, humble, dramatic, gentle, loyal, strong
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can manifest any kind of weapon and is a master at weapons fighting
Affiliation: The SM-SK Clan, the rebel group SHINee
Kim, 'Key' Kibum
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Silver with dark roots and light brown underside
Eye Color: Golden brown
Personality: Sharp tongued, blunt, friendly, smart, fierce, dramatic, outspoken, independent, secretive, bold, nagging, loyal, sassy
Vampire Level: Pureblood
Vampire Ability: Powerful mind with the abilities to see into the future, never forget, read minds, move/manipulate things with his mind, and teleport through time and space
Affiliation: The SM-SK Clan, the rebel group SHINee
Choi, 'Flaming Charisma' Minho
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 17
Hair Color: Dark brown, almost black
Eye Color: Reddish brown
Personality: Short tempered, reserved, quiet, brave, bold, kind, strong, loyal, gentle
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Can cast word-play spells
Affiliation: The SM-SK Clan, the rebel group SHINee
Lee, Taemin
Gender: Male
Age (Human years): 16
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark hazel
Personality: Soft spoken, shy, child-like, ignorant, fierce during battle when doing martial arts, kind, friendly, cheerful, gentle, strong, mischevious
Vampire Level: Aristocratic
Vampire Ability: Excels in any form of martial arts
Affiliation: The SM-SK Clan, the rebel group SHINee
Werewolves
Noah 'Puck' Puckerman
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Hazel
Personality: Arrogant, rude at times, stubborn, loyal, nice, gentle, short tempered, funny, proud, clever, romantic at times, cares for others, fears for the ones he cares most about
Werewolf Status: Alpha, next in line to be leader
Family: Mother (Ruth), sister (Sara), half-brother (Jake)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Ruth Puckerman
Gender: Female
Age: 42
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Nice, short tempered, faithful, puts pack before self
Werewolf Status: Leader
Family: Son (Puck), daughter (Sara)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Sarah Puckerman
Gender: Female
Age: 9
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Foolish, responsible, quiet
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Mother (Ruth), Brother (Puck), half-brother (Jake)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Santana Lopez
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark brown
Personality: Sly, nice, bitchy, looks out for others, takes care of Puck, short tempered
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Twin sister (Callie)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Callie Lopez
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Nice, short tempered, evil minded, sly, bitchy, sharp tongued
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Twin sister (Santana)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Jake Puckerman
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Dark brown
Personality: Keeps to self, strong, short tempered, arrogant, womanizer, cares for others, stands up for what he believes to be right
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Mother (Angela), half-brother (Puck), half-sister (Sarah)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Angela Puckerman
Gender: Female
Age: 36
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Nice, keeps to self, likes to make others happy, holds grudges
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Son (Jake)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Zane Black
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark brown
Personality: Arrogant, strong, calm, funny, proud
Werewolf Status: Omega
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Jade Anzel
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hair Color: Black with blue-green highlights
Eye Color: Turquoise
Personality: Mean but nice at heart, bitchy, evil minded
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Twin brother (Derek)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Derek Anzel
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Turquoise
Personality: Keeps to self, strong, short tempered
Werewolf Status: Alpha
Family: Twin sister (Jade)
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Mercedes Jones
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hair Color: Dark brown
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Nice, loud, sassy, fun, loyal
Werewolf Status: Omega
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Stevie Wild
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Hair Color: Pale ginger
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Cheerful, fun, caring, nice, loyal, curious
Werewolf Status: Omega
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Lily Simón
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: Cheerful, shy, nice, likes to make Puck happy
Werewolf Status: Omega
Affiliation: Puckerman Pack
Humans
Rachel Berry
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Hair Color: Dark brown with light brown highlights
Eye Color: Brown
Personality: Self indulged, likes to brag, thinks of self before others, nice to friends
Affiliation: William McKinley High School
Artie Abrams
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Personality: Nice, funny, smart
Affiliation: William McKinley High School
Hobbies: Singing, directing, playing guitar, rapping
Prologue
1608, Jamestown, Virginia
Near the Atlantic coast of Virginia laid the newly built colonized town named Jamestown. The day lively town was quiet and peaceful as the full moon rose high into the darkened sky. On the south side of town, a small cottage like shop stood with open windows and entrance a glow and content saddled horses tied to the railing of the porch. A sign hanging from the porch's overhang read Buckner's Tavern.
A man stumbled out of the tavern, a beer bottle in his grasp. He staggered on down the porch's front steps on unsteady feet. Once on solid ground he brought the bottle to his mouth, swallowed the rest of its contents, before throwing it off to the side where it shattered. The man looked around him, his drunken mind confusing him on which way was home. With a shrug of his shoulders he decided to head into town rather than out.
Unbeknownst to the man, he was not the only one on the streets. Another man, one who lurked in the shadows, hid in an alleyway between two buildings. He wore a scarlet colored cloak with the hood pulled up over his head. The cloaked man peered out from the alleyway, his nose wrinkling at the alcoholic scent coming from the man.
"Still as foolish as they were back in London," the man hissed to himself as he crouched low, dug the toes of his shoes into dirt ground, and then shot forward. He ran at the other man with inhuman speed and slashed a gash into the man's side as he ran past him.
The man fell to ground as he let out a pain filled groan, his hand coming to his rapidly bleeding side. He looked up as the man who had attacked him stood over him, hood fallen from his head and tongue lapping at the blood that stained his fingers and talon like nails. The scent of fear met the attacker's nose, making him grin wickedly with fang like canines on display.
"Afraid?" the man asked, crimson colored eyes sparkling with mischief and excitement. "Good. That'll make this so much more enjoyable."
With that said, the man picked the other up by his clothing and tossed him into another dark alleyway, out of sight of any one else who dared to walk the deadly night time streets. The man groaned again as he hit the ground with a sickening thud. Running over, the man picked the other up by the front of his shirt and pinned him to wall of one of the buildings.
The barely conscious man looked into the eyes of his attacker who grinned back at him with eyes the color of blood. He knew what the man who had attacked him was. Inhuman capabilities, a taste for blood, fanged canines, crimson colored eyes… they were all evidence that he was a…
"V-vampire…" the man stuttered out weakly.
The other man grew silent before he broke out in laughter. He looked back at the man he had pinned up, eyes wide but not in a surprised or fearful kind of way. No, it was that of excitement, of wild, crazed eyes.
"So you know?" the vampire questioned, grinning madly. "Oh, how fun! Not many of my prey know what I am. Then again, I don't usually let them live this long…"
The man gulped, his blood chilled cold at the vampire's words. A freezing hand met his cheek suddenly, making him flinch away but soon it was there again. The vampire's eyes were half lidded and lips parted to show the tips of his fangs as he stroked the man's face and neck.
"Humans are so naïve and arrogant. They think that they can just wander around after dark without a care in the world. No fear because they think they are the highest and mightiest beings out there." The vampire began to laugh again, this time it sounded much more crazed. He looked back into his victim's eyes with eyes once again wide and crazed. "How foolish! How utterly idiotic of you!" he laughed mockingly.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed into an angry glare and his teeth clenched together. "How dare you be so arrogant!" he accused angrily. "You are nothing. There is no point of you being here other than to provide for us. We are the ones that rule this Earth. You are nothing more than mere prey."
Overcome with anger, the vampire raised his other hand and slashed at the man's throat. He was relentless though and continued to slash at the man's throat until his head fell to the ground. The sound of the man's severed head hitting the ground broke the vampire from his daze. Letting go of the man's body, letting it fall to the floor, he picked up his head.
"Now look at what you made me do," the vampire pouted, head cocked to the side as he looked into the soulless eyes of his victim.
"Joseph," a female voice called from the far side of the alleyway. The vampire – Joseph – turned his head to watch as a pale woman with long, flowing purple colored hair approached him, the back of her crimson colored Victorian gown trailing behind her. "Don't play with your food."
"I see no reason why I can't," he pouted as he met the woman half way, one hand still holding onto the head of his victim by his hair. "There is plenty of prey out there for me to play."
"It's not proper," she reprimanded, sounding like a mother teaching her child correct behavior, "and I will not have my mate act like such a child. Do you want us to look weak to the other purebloods? They already question your sanity and whether you should be apart of the Head Council, or have a clan of your own."
Joseph looked away, his eyes narrowed in a glare. He hated how the other purebloods acted. Every single one of them believed that they were more powerful than the others even though they all matched differently but equally in strength. Sure, Joseph believed strongly that he and the other vampires were stronger than humans but that was just the truth. The purebloods were just spewing arrogant lies.
"Sorry…" he grumbled reluctantly. "Cordelia…"
Suddenly, a sharp howl filled the air, making the two vampires heads turn in its direction. Joseph's eyes lit up in excitement at the sound while Cordelia looked very uninterested at the familiar sound.
"You hear that?" Joseph asked as he turned around and started walking slowly towards the alley opening.
"Of course I do. I'm a vampire like you after all," she answered, green eyes watching her mate closely. "What are you thinking about? It's just a wolf's howl. Nothing you haven't heard before."
"Yes but a wolf howl means there is deer. Where there is deer, there are humans to hunt it!" he informed her excitedly before taking off, leaving his mate and victim behind.
Cordelia sighed, looking down at the ground. "I don't like the feeling I'm getting," she whispered to herself.
Raising her head, Cordelia, at a much slower pace, followed Joseph to where ever he was heading.
Joseph knew that from the direction the howl had come from, the wolves were located in the woods. As he crept closer to the line of trees, an unfamiliar, musky stench filled Joseph's nose. He stopped to inhale, letting the sent sink in. The stench made a feeling of unease settle in his stomach, a feeling he wasn't used to.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked himself. "Stop it. You're not scared of anything. You are the top predator. You are the killer, not the prey."
Shaking his head to clear away his unease, Joseph took a step towards the woods. Out of nowhere, a hand shot out and grabbed his wrist, preventing him from going any farther. Not happy that he had been stopped, Joseph turned his head, fangs bared in outrage.
"Let go-"
Slap!
The sharp sound of skin meeting skin rang through the air. Joseph hissed at the stinging sensation on his cheek, the scent of his own blood leaking from the cuts on his cheek that were caused by sharply filed nails. Joseph opened his eyes slightly to glare at Cordelia.
"Are you an idiot?" she questioned with a hiss, her fangs elongated in anger. "Can't you tell when there are vampire territory markers?"
Joseph straightened up, snatching his wrist back. "These are no vampire territory markers I've ever smelled before."
"Because these markers don't belong to this creature you call a vampire," a deep accented voice said from the woods.
Turning their heads sharply towards the forest, the two vampires watched as a shirtless, tanned man with long, wavy, dark hair stepped out from the trees' shadows, a pack of different colored and overly sized wolves followed him.
"Who are you?" Joseph asked, his body standing as tall as he could naturally, his chin raised confidently.
"I am called Bidziil. I am the leader of my tribe," the man, Bidziil, answered. "What is it that they call you?"
Cordelia bowed her head in greeting. "It is nice to meet you Bidziil. My name is Cordelia and this," she swept her hand to her left, "is my mate, Joseph."
Cordelia took a step forward so she could do, as the human's did, shake the man's hand. However, the second she took a step closer, the wolves behind the man started growling.
"A-ye-ga-li!" Bidziil ordered harshly, the wolves falling silent instantly.
"They understand you?" Cordelia asked in a calm voice, her eyes shimmering in silent curiosity.
"Of course. They are my people," Bidziil answered.
At a sudden cackling laughter, Bidziil's eyes moved to Joseph. His eyes narrowed on the laughing man, not happy with the mocking sounding laughter.
"What is it you find to be amusing?" Bidziil asked.
"Just that you are calling wolves people when they aren't human," Joseph answered, his laughter quieting to soft snickers.
"Joseph," Cordelia said warningly, "don't make fun of our new acquaintance."
"I see your mistake," Bidziil said. "You have confused my warriors with the native wolves of the forest. They are spirit warriors; ones that have been blessed and carry the spirit of the wolf inside them, allowing their bodies to change to that of the wolf."
"Werewolves," Cordelia whispered in awe.
"Is that what your people call my warriors?" Bidziil asked, his sensitive ears picking up Cordelia's whisper.
"Indeed. We call them werewolves. Though, I've never seen one before. I've only ever heard stories of the men that turn into wolves on the night of a full moon."
"We don't often interact with the white men," Bidziil responded. "They are a strange one, wearing clothing so heavy and big and carrying around sticks that throw round rocks."
Cordelia, who found the native to be very amusing, kept herself from laughing. Joseph, who had learned better, just snickered quietly.
"You have a lot to learn about the 'white men'," Cordelia said, making sure to use the term Bidziil used.
"You are one of the white men, though, you are a woman."
"That I am." Cordelia walked closer to Bidziil, her eyes shifting between the wolves behind him cautiously. Though, once Cordelia was in touching distance of the tribe leader, his hand flew to his nose, covering it like he smelled something bad. "What?" she asked.
"You don't smell like the white men," Bidziil said, eyeing her suspiciously.
"Well, I am a woman. We do where different, nice smelling scents."
Bidziil took a step back, shaking his head. "No, you smell like something bad. Like a rival tribe would."
"I don't believe I understand," Cordelia said, placing a hand on Bidziil's arm in a comforting kind of way.
At her touch, Bidziil flinched away and moved back with a growl, his brown eyes turning to a golden brown color while his pupils thinned. The wolves behind him moved in front of him, shielding their leader from the woman who had upset him.
"You… you are cold. Like snow and the ice that covers the rivers during Leafbare," Bidziil accused. "What kind of woman are you, Cold One?"
Clasping her hands in front of her and raising her chin slightly, Cordelia said, "I am a vampire. As is my mate. We are a stronger and better race of 'white men'."
Still eyeing her suspiciously, Bidziil asked, "Are there more of you?"
Cordelia nodded. "Yes, many. Like you, we live in tribes or packs. Though, we call ours clans. We do not wish to harm you or your people. We wish to live in peace."
"I must ask you to leave. I need to discuss this with my people," Bidziil said. "On the night of the next full moon we will meet here for my answer on whether we will welcome you into our territory."
"Very well. Next full moon we will meet back in this very place," Cordelia agreed. She bowed a farewell to the pack and then turned to leave with Joseph at her side.
"Why are you trying to befriend them?" Joseph asked once they were out of hearing distance of the werewolf pack. "They are uneducated and understand nothing of the modern world."
"But they're strong," Cordelia pointed out. Joseph opened his mouth to protest but Cordelia stopped him with a look. "Don't tell me you can't see that? Just one wolf was as tall as a fully grown carriage horse. They have muscle like nothing else and teeth so sharp they could easily kill one of us."
"You're afraid of them?" Joseph questioned in disbelief, horrified by the thought.
"They are powerful foe. I'd rather have them as an ally than an enemy."
The next full moon rolled around soon enough. As promised, the two vampires and the werewolf leader and his pack of warriors met at their meeting spot. Bidziil told them that he would agree to a peaceful alliance between the two kinds. To show them that his word was true, Bidziil brought them to where his tribe resided. When they arrived, Joseph and Cordelia learned that regular humans lived amongst the werewolves. Though, most of the humans were females.
"I forbid you from hunting the tribal women and men," Cordelia told Joseph sternly once they returned back to their home later that night after leaving the tribe.
Joseph agreed but after many moons of hanging around with the tribe, he found it very hard to resist the delectable scent of the tribal women. He wasn't a fool though. He knew that if he hunted the tribe's women and fed from them, he would make a bad enemy for his kind.
It wasn't until almost a year had past since their alliance that Joseph broke his promise to Cordelia.
Joseph had been wandering through the woods when he came across some of the tribe's women cleaning their clothes in the river. He said a greeting and walked closer to them. They greeted him back but in their distracted state, one of them cut their palm on a sharp stone on the river bed. At the sight and smell of the woman's blood, Joseph had lost it. He attacked the woman and fed from her until she died from blood loss.
The other women that had been there ran for help. They brought back some of the tribe's wolf warriors who killed Joseph for his crime. Once word of her mate's death reached Cordelia's ears she was furious. She gathered the head council and together they went to confront the tribe.
"Bidziil!" Cordelia called as she approached the forest line.
Already there and waiting, Bidziil and his pack stalked out of the woods. Bidziil was in his human form while the rest were all in wolf for with the manes on their backs raised.
"You've betrayed us!" Bidziil said lowly, his eyes narrowed in a hateful glare. "Your mate hunted one of our women. We had to kill him for what he did. Have you come to avenge his death?" he asked, eyeing the vampires behind Cordelia before looking back at her. "You are with child though."
Cordelia placed a protective hand on her distended stomach. "As much as I want to get revenge for my mate's death, I won't. Instead, I will be the bigger person and make sure that our kinds never mix ever again."
One of the vampires behind Cordelia pulled a rolled up piece of parchment from their clothing and handed it to her. She then handed the scroll to Bidziil.
"What is this?" he asked once he had unrolled it.
"It is a document. It will become a law between our kinds. One that both of us will have to follow or punishments will be given if not. The law states that we are not allowed to drink from your humans. Neither of our kind can trespass on the other's territory unless given permission. If either were to trespass the other is allowed to kill the trespasser. Lastly, our kinds are never allowed to marry, mate, have a blood bond, or bare children each other."
"How do I agree to this?" Bidziil asked. "I can not make the kind of markings you have made on this piece of hairless animal skin."
"Mark it with your blood," Cordelia said, pulling a dagger from inside her dress sleeve.
She held it out for Bidziil to take. He hesitated but soon took it. With a firm grip on the handle of the dagger, he sliced it across his wrist. Not hard enough to leave a deep wound but enough for the skin to break and blood to start running. Holding his wrist over the document, towards the bottom of it where there was a blank space, Bidziil let his blood drip onto the document.
"With this blood we bind this law between our two kinds," Cordelia said in a loud, powerful voice so all could hear her words. "We agree to follow it and fight to prevent any such incident that has happened like the one that caused the making of this law from happening again. Our kinds will never mix again. We will only interact in ways that are political. If this law is broken the law breaker will be punished – even by death."
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