A/N:

This is a rewrite of my original incomplete story called "The Search" for a different fandom. I took it down a few months ago because I lost interest in the that particular fandom and I wanted to rewrite it for a pairing that I am currently more into.

That being said, since I already have about 150k words written, which totals 14 decently long chapters (and I wasn't even half way done with telling the story I wanted to tell) anyone reading this will have about 2 to 3 updates a week (as I work my way through the changes) and then once I've reached chapter 14 the people that already read The Search will have new plot material and everyone can expect one update per week, unless I am able to work ahead and stay ahead. I feel like this story could go anywhere between 30 to 40 chapters. Maybe even a sequel once I'm done.

This will be the longest author's note, I promise, I'm just clearing up what is happening and making sure anyone curious about originality knows that this is my old story that I am changing. I have not changed my username it's the same as when I was posting The Search.

Enjoy and let me know what you think, this is just the prologue, I should have Chapter 1 at the very least up by the end of the night, I'm working through it now.

Disclaimer:

I own nothing, The 100 and all its characters belong solely to The CW and all other parties involved with the show. I only own my original ideas and any character I create in the course of this story. Also be warned that this story will eventually contain graphic descriptions of violence and sexually explicit material between two females characters of consenting age, if you shouldn't be reading it, don't. If you're enjoy.

Prologue

Dante Wallace exited the war room of his Palace on a stormy winter night, thoroughly agitated. He had just finished a meeting with his General who informed him that the small group of soldiers that were sent to scout out the neighboring kingdoms battle plans were discovered and killed.

As far as Dante was concerned this was an act of war.

As he maneuvered the many halls of the palace on his way to the nursery he could hear the faint sound of screaming, causing him to quicken his pace fearing the worst and he quickened his pace fearing the worst.

It had been three nights since his wife died while giving birth to their twin children, Cage and Helena. Dante promised Victoria on her death bed that he would sooner die than allow any harm to ever come to their children, at the time he felt so powerless to save the woman he shared the better part of the last 20 years with, but there was nothing the palace's alchemist could do. He had left Dante to say goodbye to his wife, with his head hanging low in defeat and remorse.

Dante shook his head to dislodge the memory of watching the light leave Victoria's eyes and doubled his efforts to reach the nursery where the screaming was getting even louder. As he turned the last corner of the dimly lit hall he flung himself into the room nearly separating the heavy oak door from its hinges. He was not prepared for the sight before him.

Standing in the middle of the nursery were two individuals, a male and a female who both looked to be in their early 30's. Both were naked and both bore a striking resemblance to his deceased wife.

"Who… are you…?" Dante stammered out in his shocked state.

The two individuals exchanged glances before returning their eyes him.

"We are your children," the female replied in a calm and confident tone.

"Sister perhaps it would be best if we explain to our father how we came to be in this form, he seems to be in shock." The male said in slight amusement.

The female looked away from her chuckling brother to address their father, who seemed on the verge of falling over. "Is it possible for us to get some clothing so we can have this conversation in a more… comfortable state?"

It took a few seconds for Dante to realize that the female had addressed him and he quickly shuffled out of the room calling for one of the servants.

The two siblings could hear him addressing the small girl that ran down the hall, he hurriedly commanded her to retrieve two robes and as an afterthought he forbade her to mention anything she'd seen or heard.

A few minutes passed before she returned with the requested items and she proceeded to make her way back down the hall.

"He's trying to gather himself before coming back in here to address us." The male said to his sister in a hushed tone.

After Dante had calmed his racing heart he reentered the room closing the door behind him and handed the garments over to the two nude siblings. They thanked him and proceeded to dress in the dark red velvety robes.

"Shall we sit by the fire, I believe you'll want to be seated for what we are about to share with you." The female said.

Dante hesitantly crossed the room taking a seat in one of the four chairs placed in front of the fireplace in the small nursery. The two siblings sat side by side in the two farthest chairs from him.

After a few seconds of tense silence the female spoke.

"I know you do not believe that we are your children, but I assure you that we are. Before I explained what has taken place here tonight I must ask you father, what do you know of the supernatural world?"

Dante cocked his head to the side and looked at her queerly.

"Only the old stories I was told as a child, but they are all myths, none of those stories have never been proven to be true."

The male and the female shared a quick glance and Dante could have sworn that he saw the corners of their mouths twitching as if they were having a silent conversation, well low conversation.

The male then glanced over at him, studying him for a few seconds.

"Father, have you not noticed that the two babies you left in the cribs this afternoon are not present in the room right now?"

Dante's eyes flashed in realization. He had been so caught up in the appearance of two nude people, appearing unnoticed by his hundreds of guards patrolling the grounds of the palace, to even realize the lack of the two small beings in the room.

"…uh…" was all he could say in his bewildered state.

The male chuckled and the female simply smiled.

"We are your children, I am Helena Wallace and he," pointing to the male "is Cage Wallace, we are the son and daughter of Dante and Victoria Wallace." She then stood up and began to roll up her right sleeve. Noticing what his sister was doing Cage also stood and rolled up his right sleeve. Dante sat in shock as he gazed upon the small reddish brown star shaped birthmarks on the inside of both of their upper forearms.

"Helena? ….Cage? ...but, how?" he stammered out, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. How could this have happened to his children he wondered.

"I suppose the best thing to do would be to start from the beginning…" Helena stated sitting back in the chair she had just risen from. Cage elected to stay standing and he gracefully glided over to the window in the corner of the room while keeping his eyes on his father and sister.

Helena continued, "The Gods have set their gaze upon our family, from what Cage and I have been told they have in a sense, chosen our family to be the first of our kind…" She paused trying to figure out the best way to tell her father that everything he thought to be true about the world was about to shift drastically. "Father, we are immortals." She blurted out figuring the best route to use would be that of a more direct nature.

Dante looked as if he was contemplating whether or not this was all a dream. After a few minutes of silence he finally spoke, asking the question that Helena knew would come next.

"What do you mean by immortal?"

"Meaning, we will live forever. The Gods have also granted us with certain …gifts," she said.

The way she finished that sentence stood out to Dante, while it caused Cage to scoff in the corner with a look of disdain on his face.

"Cage, what is it son?"

"I don't know if I would call this a gift exactly," he said, grief, worry, and pain flashed in his bright red eyes briefly and it did not go unnoticed by his sister.

"Cage was not as fortunate as I was. The Gods have blessed him with the gift of immortality, speed, strength, and increased senses. They have also cursed him to walk the Earth harboring a terrible beast inside his mind… The beast craves the blood of mortals and acts purely on basic instincts, like a ravenous animal…" she finished lowering her head slightly clearly feeling sympathy for her twin.

Cage silently crossed the room and placed his hand on his sister's shoulder, effectively calming her. "Sister, there is no need to be upset, what is done is done. My beast speaks to me even now, but my will is strong I can fight it. I will eventually learn to control it with you by my side to help me,"he said as he flashed her a small smile.

Dante watched his children's interaction silently wondering how they knew all of this when they were only born three nights prior. Along with the fact that their sibling bond seemed stronger than any he had witnessed in his 57 years.

"Although I was not cursed with the burden of carrying the beast inside me, I have been granted all of the same abilities that Cage has been given along with a few that he does not have. You were also touched, you are now immortal, but you do not have any of our increased capabilities. You were granted this immortality on the night of our conception."

"How is it that you two know all of this, when you were only born three days ago?" Dante asked, anxious about the answer.

This time Cage spoke up.

"Helena and I have been conscious and have been able to communicate with the Gods and each other telepathically since conception. However, the link was severed on the night of our birth and our mothers' death..."

"So, for the past 9 months you two were completely aware?"

They both nodded.

"Were you able to observe the outside world?" Dante asked, the shock clearly wearing off as he moved towards acceptance.

"While we could not see outside, we were able to hear both you and mother over the last 9 months… I wish she was here…" Helena became somber again clearly grief stricken and guilty about their mother's death after giving birth her and Cage.

"Helena, please do not blame yourself or feel guilty for what happened to your mother. Victoria loved you both more than her own life, and if someone had told her she would have to give up her life to bring you both into this world she would not have thought twice about it."

"I suppose…" Helena said clearly not believing his words but accepting them nonetheless.

Dante, Helena and Cage spent the rest of the night holed up in the nursery while the twins answered all of their father's questions. They explained to him that the Gods had given him immortality so that he could live out eternity with his children and help to guide and mentor them. They had not awarded him any abilities because it was not needed. Both children had been wired, for lack of a better word, to be very protective of their father. It was purely instinct, both knew without having to voice it, that if their father were to ever be exposed to any kind of threat they would do anything they could to protect him.

It took a few months after that night for Dante to completely come to grips with everything that had changed in his world. He knew he needed to be strong for the twins and help them to navigate this new world that they have been unfairly thrown into.

Over the months the twins educated their Father on everything that he needed to know about the supernatural world. They told him that they were not the only supernatural creatures out there, but that they were the first of their kind.

Dante learned that there are men and women that have the ability to take the form of animals at will. He learned that the old stories of fairies and witches were in fact a reality. Along with a whole list of other supernatural creatures that left his head swimming with the pure outrageousness of the whole situation.

Helena and Dante worked hard to help Cage control the beast inside his mind and control its thirst for mortal blood. They learned three weeks after the twins came into the world that although Cage was exercising great control, he still needed to feed.

On the night of his awakening Cage's eyes were a bright vibrant red but three weeks later they were almost pitch black. His skin was already extremely pale for any normal human, but after three weeks of not satisfying his beast by giving into the hunger, it had paled even further giving off an ashen almost translucent appearance.

He also became weaker and withdrawn, constantly shaking and murmuring to himself.

He was starving.

After three weeks of this Dante and Helena both knew that something had to be done.

Fearing for the well being of his son Dante suggested that one night Cage should venture out of the palace and into the countryside to find some peasants to feed off of. Cage adamantly refused, not wanting to end the life of an innocent human being. Helena was extremely proud of her brother, she was marginally concerned that he would agree to this idea and over time completely lose himself to the guilt of killing innocent people.

That night however, an idea occurred to Helena.

The prisons.

She approached her Father with the idea of allowing Cage to feed off of the murderers and rapists locked up in the kingdoms prison. Her brother needed to feed to survive and if all he could feed off of were humans then why not allow him to feed off of those who were sentenced to death anyway?

Dante agreed with Helena, praising her for thinking of such a convenient solution to their problem.

After discussing it with Cage he agreed to the arrangement and the following night Helena accompanied him down to the prisons, they both wore heavy robes to cover themselves thereby ensuring they would not be recognized.

Over the past three months Dante had spun an intricate story about the twins dying that faithful night when their screams echoed off the palace walls. He swore the palace alchemist to secrecy after realizing they would need his assistance in the cover story for the death of the babies. The alchemist informed everyone that the babies had died of pneumonia during the night.

Dante introduced Cage and Helena to court as Ava and Joseph Wallace, his niece and nephew from another kingdom across the sea.

Because they were now easily recognized, after being introduced to nearly the whole kingdom, the covert nature of their nightly outings were of the greatest importance.

Helena found it easy to get them into the prison, using her abilities she was able to dazzle the prison guard into letting them in. Once inside she distracted the guard while Cage silently slipped away to the wing of the prison where the murderers were being held.

After 30 minutes he had gorged himself on three prisoners who were being held in the same cell.

Cage was able to feed enough to last him at least another 3 weeks. After ensuring that he didn't leave too much of a mess he quickly staged the death scene that they came up with. He pulled a dagger out of his robes and mutilated the necks of the two bodies that he drank from.

For the third victim Cage had purposely fed from his wrist so that he could then stage the whole scene as a murder/suicide after repeatedly slashing both of the man's wrists leaving no trace of teeth marks on any of the bodies.

Cage then slipped out of the cell leaving the bodies for the guards to find and went in search of his sister. He found Helena where he left her; she had amazed the guard at the door so aggressively that the poor man looked as if he were in heaven. The vacant look of peace on his face indicated that he was there, but not completely aware of his surroundings.

After noticing her brothers return Helena returned her attention to the guard and released him from his mental hold while they slipped out of the entrance to the prison before the guard regained his wits.

Dante, Cage and Helena continued living like this for 5 years before rumors started to spread about the palace being cursed and a creature was living in its walls. From there it didn't take long for the Kingdom's inhabitants to come to the conclusion that something had to be done.

One night villagers converged on the palace with their torches lit, destroying everything in their path and burning everything they came across.

Helena and Cage had explained to Dante that there were only a few ways to kill an immortal; through decapitating them then burning the remains was one.

So when the townspeople started burning the palace down in an attempt to destroy the monster inside its walls Dante knew that they had to flee.

That night, Dante, his two children and their trusted alchemist Thelonious fled the Kingdom in search of a new beginning.

A/N:

Okay, so I hope I have your attention. The events in this chapter took place thousands of years ago, back before indoor plumbing if ya feel me. We will be picking up in the next chapter in 2015 and the rest of the characters will start to make their appearances. I hope you guys stick with me while I attempt to twist this story to fit The 100 fandom. For people that have already read the other version of this, my apologies for discontinuing and taking that story down. I just wasn't feeling the fandom anymore but fear not this will not be a complete repeat of the same story, there will be minor changes in the plot and you will get to read the rest of the adventure you missed out on after Chapter 14.

I will have Chapter 1 up before I go to bed tonight. Let me know what you think so far. Thanks for reading.

Later Dayz, OrangeSmurfette.