Blood moon

Chapter 1: Pointed Orbs

Authors note: Well here it is my first fan fic. So please go easy on me when you review!!! Any how on with the story, rated for language and some adult content...death mostly. (This is about vampires and ware people after all! I would also like to say this story was inspired by a story called "The good die young" by Faith-007. It's a vary good story and you should go read it.)

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own beyblade or any of the characters on the show!!! So no suing! I only own my oc's!

FULL SUMMARY :( AU and rated for language and some adult content...death mostly.) Vampires have taken control of the earth and have thought to have killed all the warewolves and cats, there only true enemy...or so they think. Now many years after the wars, the most unlikely allies will unite to take back there world...

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Since the sixteenth year of the twenty first millennium vampires have taken control over the world. Ever since then Earth has become dark and unpredictable. You could be free one minute and a slave the next.

Humans were not the only ones to suffer at the hands of the vampires. The people of the ware were almost completely killed off, due mostly to the fear vampires had towards warecat's and wolves.

Since the only threat of the vampires were gone, they ran amuck doing what they want when they wanted. But that would end sooner then they think and blood would be shed and love may be found with the power of a hybrid...

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Light reflected off almond shaped eyes, making them appear as though they were glowing. The creature raised its huge head and sniffed the air. The creature was huge with thick grey and black fur, with pointed cat like ears sprouted from its head, a long tail thrashed back and forth and long sharp fangs sprouted form its jaws. It was a warecat, a deadly pack hunter that never took prisoners.

Beside the black and grey cat two more warecat's emerged from the darkness stopping beside its left side. To its right a trio of warewolves made them self's known.

The six of them were in bad shape, fur was torn from there bodies and blood dripped down there legs. With ears perked, the led cat growled. What ever was chasing them was still coming.

Grunting the head cat took off running, pain shooting up through its legs with every step, but if it stopped... it would die. So the mini pack pushed on, leading what ever was chasing them deeper in to the woods.

The leader kept on running with the pack close behind, that was until a painful yelp was heard. Skidding to a stop the leader whipped around and growled. One of the wolves had bin attacked by a large orge from behind, and currently the orge was trying to kill the warewolf.

With ears flat agents its head, the cat charged forward, with teeth bared and claws extended the cat pounced on the orge, pulling it off of the warewolf. Sinking teeth into the orge's neck, the warecat killed the orge the same way a house hold cat would kill a mouse.

With the pressure dead the warecat collapsed onto the ground, dead beat tiered. Its partners soon followed, falling to the ground trying to stay awake. But to fight off a black out was an up hill battle. Once the creatures fell unconscious they slipped from there cat and wolf forms back into there human forms.

Fur disappeared and muscle shrunk down to a human size. Paws dissolved into human hands and feet. When the creatures turned back into there human forms, anyone watching would have bin shocked. The led cat was a teenage girl with long red and blond hair with a medium build. All three wolves had also bin female, about the same age as there leader. One of them was short with black hair with blue streaks tied into tiny braids, with coffee colored skin. Another had short spiky black hair with purple bangs hung down in her face. The last had black hair with white tips.

The two other cats had both bin male; one was large and was well built with dark sandy hair, the other smaller with dark brown hair.

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A girl with bright pink hair stared in shock, not only had she seen a real warecat, but she had seen it hunt and now it and its pack lay unconscious not far from were she stood. Taking a deep breath the pink haired girl walked forward for a better look.

"Mariah WHAT are you doing?!?" a girl with brunet hair demanded.

"Come on Hilary, how often do you get to see a real warecat in human form?"

"I thought all the ware's were dead. Killed off by tough's bastared vampires." Said another girl with long blue hair.

"So did I Mariam, so did I." Mariah admitted.

"S-so what do you think Emily?" Hilary asked the girl with orange hair.

Biting her bottom lip Emily thought about it for a moment before saying. "Let's check them out... but be careful. The people of the ware can be very unpredictable."

Nodding Mariah slowly approached the creatures, and she gasped at what she saw. Not only were they all naked they were all hurt very badly.

"Girls come on there hurt!" Mariah snapped.

Her friends slowly approached them and had the same reaction as there friend.

"What do we do? Do we leave them here or do we help them?" Emily asked.

"We leave them." Mariam said coldly.

"I think we should help them." Hilary said boldly.

"What! Why?" demanded Mariam.

"Because, if we leave them here, we will be no better then a vampire." Hilary said.

The girls became quite for a moment before Mariam broke the silenced by saying "You're right. They need our help and we gotta help."

Slowly the girls approached the fallen hunters, leaves crunching beneath there poorly made shoes. Mariah stopped beside the leader and looked down at the girl's torn body and felt a pang of sorrow for the teen.

'She can't be any older than me.' Mariah thought to herself wile covering the unknown girl with her cloak. Mariam gave her cloak to the shortest female and Emily and Hilary gave there cloaks to the other to girls.

"What are we goanna do with them?" Emily wondered out loud, referring to the boys.

But before any one could answer the leader of the pack moaned and rolled over on to her back and slowly pushed herself up with her elbows. She looked at her friends and slowly stood to her feet.

Mariah grabbed onto the girls upper arm, steadying her wile her legs almost gave out. Slowly shaking her head she looked at her friends again, completely ignoring the new comers, she raised her right hand and began to mutter unknown words.

Much to Mariah's horror the girls eyes clouded over and her hand began to glow slightly. With one final flick of her wrist cloths seemed to appear out of no were, and formed themselves around the once naked teens. Now fully clothed the leader's eyes rolled up into her head and she passed out again, but before she hit the ground, Mariah caught her. All four girls looked at the blond and red hair beauty in shock.

"I didn't know warecat's can perform magic." Hilary asked no one in particular.

"They can't." Mariam said simply.

"Then how..." Hilary stared.

"I-I don't know how." Mariam whispered.

Taking a deep breath Emily quietly said "Come on girls, we should get them to my house, my mom will patch them up and we'll find out how she did that."

Nodding the four girls lifted up the six teens with grate difficulty and brought them back to Emily's home not far from were they found them...

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A pair of vampires stood over the body of a dead orge, worry painted on there faces. One was slim and had demand like red hair and the other had a slim but more developed muscles then the other, and had spiky two toned hair.

"Tala... what the hell could KILL and orge! I mean it takes a lot of power to even knock one down, and what ever did this, did a number on him."

"I know, I know. And look at that bite, what ever got him had massive and powerful jaws." Tala said

The two toned haired boy bit his bottom lip, exposing sharp fangs before asking "Do you think it was a ware?"

"A ware? Are you nuts Kai? The ware are all dead, this could not have been done by a ware." Tala tried to reassure his friend.

Sighing Kai said "What ever, lets go the sun will be up soon."

Shrugging Tala said "Kay." And turned to leave.

Giving the dead orge one last look and thought 'No, our parents killed the wares. All of them. So why am I worrying about it? I'm not! HA! Wares what the hell am I thinking?!?' He quickly followed his red haired friend.

But if either of them had looked closer they would have seen a ball of grey and black fur caught between the fingers of the orge.... Warecat fur

TBC...

Authors note: Well that's it... please review!!!