The Crimson Wolf
Prologue
I can t remember a time when things were different from how they are now. It seems it has always been like this and ever since I was little, I never saw anything wrong with it.
My name is Yona. I am the only daughter of Emperor II, therefore I am also known as the princess. My home, the Sky Tribe, is centered as the capital of Kyouka, our kingdom.
The history of my kingdom is unlike any other kingdom. You see, Kyouka was made up of five great tribes: the Sky Tribe as the capital, the Fire Tribe who were famous for their weapons, the Earth Tribe whose land was the most fertile, the Water Tribe who held the most knowledge and medicine, and then there was the Wind Tribe, who were by far the strongest tribe.
But that wasn't all that the Wind Tribe was famous for.
Many centuries ago the Wind Tribe had been cursed by a witch. Each member was turned into, what you would call, a werewolf. The sky Tribe's leader and emperor of that time, gave great sympathy towards the Wind Tribe and tried to find a cure.
Eventually they found a beautiful and kind witch with fiery crimson hair who, although could not cure them, she could aid them in another way. She gave them the power to control their new abilities and turn back and forth from human to werewolf. This gifted the tribe with supernatural powers and became even more powerful than before.
To thank the king for his kindness, the Wind Tribe vowed to be Kyouka's guardians. As for the witch, the emperor was so enchanted by her beauty that he married her.
However, the witch's spell had an unknown catch.
One year after the spell was cast, on a night hovering a full moon, the members of the Wind Tribe were forced to transform into their werewolf counterparts and took on a savage nature. The good witch, having known of this, came that same night and used her power to stop the werewolves from leaving their tribe so that they wouldn't attack the other tribes. For the next few years the wind tribe hid this secret and worked with the witch every full moon to trap them inside their tribe.
Over time, the witch grew weak and one night her power was not enough to seal away the werewolves and she was killed by the leader of the Wind Tribe.
The next day, the king came to see his friend to ask for help in finding his lost wife, but instead he found her dead body next to his friend drenched in her blood.
Outraged and feeling betrayed, the king declared war, seeing the werewolves as murderous beasts and nothing more. The Wind Tribe's leader, Son Mandok was too grieved to fight back against his old-time friend and refused to fight. Hating himself for killing the queen.
The Fire Tribe, having envied the Wind Tribe for years had made weapons out of what they discovered to be fatal to werewolves, silver.
Their army ambushed the Wind Tribe and more than half the tribe was slaughtered. Seeing no other way, Mandok lead the remaining few of his clan deep into the dark forest to hide.
Not long after their victory, the Emperor had a wall built up around his Tribe separating the werewolves from any of the human tribes beyond the wall. Since then the 4 remaining tribes dubbed the wolves as the enemy and young men all over grew up training to become slayers. Children were brought up to believe that the werewolves were nothing but monsters who had no hearts. I, myself was raised to believe this theory and never once doubted it.
That emperor who breathed hatred for werewolves was my grandfather, who had had two sons with the witch. One of the sons, my uncle, prince Yu-hon held that same hatred and grew up to be an incredible warrior. He was respected all over the kingdom, especially the Fire Tribe. The other son, my father was more soft hearted then his brother and hated violence, while others believed that he was nothing more than a coward.
When my father was chosen to become the next emperor, he vowed to do whatever he could to protect the kingdom, but avoided conflict as often as possible.
Emperor II married and soon I was born. I d like to add that I was, like my mother, beautiful, but was 'blessed' with my grandmother's crazy, crimson hair.
I never questioned the history of the kingdom, but when a new boy came to the Sky Tribe, I found myself not only questioning my home, but myself as well.
To be continued.
Disclaimer: I don't own Akatsuki no Yona or any of the characters.
I added this to give the plot some history and hopefully allow the story to make some sense to whoever is reading it. Hope it sparks some interest for you. Let me know what you think!
