Blood Moon
Prologue
An eery silence filled the war torn landscape. Not a single bird nor rustling of leaves filled the air, it was simply silent. The ground was faintly lit from the white of the full moon, with rising walls on both sides of the bloodstained plane, a large cliff rising above a rising sea on one side as a large stone wall surrounded a grand castle. On the far opposite of the large castle lay a thick forest, with trees that rose into the air like skyscrapers, many touching the clouds above, this civilisation was surrounded by a large wood and natural fortifications.
Behind one wall lay the Shifters of the Moon, or 'Shifters' for short, able to change their human forms into something much more beast-like, able to shift into everything from a bear, to a jaguar, to the most elite and sought-out: a wolf. Only those with wolf blood could rule, as they were the most ferocious, the deadliest of the three forms of shifters. The bears were the protectors, the defenders of the civilisation, the jaguars the soldiers who served at the front lines and sometimes behind enemy lines, whilst the wolves were the leaders, the stalkers and the voice of reason. Everyone had their place, a monarchy of sorts, yet still held inklings of democracy. However, with such immense power came slight sacrifices: They were only able to fully shift on the full moon, though still able to harness traits of their beasts, and every time they did shift into their 'true' animalistic forms they would feel everything. Every bone breaking and reforming, every tooth pierce through gum and every single finer of fur burst out from their skin. The Shifters knew pain, they relished it. The Shifters of the Moon were very trusting of one another, no one spoke ill of each other nor did they lie or hurt any other of their race for fear of banishment which in this never-ending war meant certain death. With a very loose monarchy of sorts, they were less of a distinguished kingdom and more of a tribe or a family.
Across the field from the Shifters' fort lay Zeref's Children, Children or Child for short, or the 'Suckers' as the Shifters called them. Beautiful, deadly and ruthless they were the offspring of the demon Zeref. With large canines and distinguished eyes either; onyx or blue, and a thirst for the red liquid which keeps every living thing with a beating heart alive, these children of the demon were unstoppable when their hormones elevated, be it for: anger, hatred, hunger or even love. Using an absolute monarchy system they somehow managed to find peace as only a select few of the correct bloodline were royalty, which as so happened, were the direct descendants of their creator, Zeref. The nobility were still descendants of the creator of them, yet less so as their bloodlines had become tainted through wars, and inexcusable loves with Nymphs, humans, and even Merpeople. The serfs, were humans who were changed into the Children whether by accident or on purpose through a bite or sexual relations, sometimes the transformation worked and other times it did not. They are less powerful than the royalty or nobility, with more rounded canines that wouldn't be able to break through human skin, nor did they hold any of the Children's potent venom, which was sussed for transformations and mating, they are also more human than Child. These humans-turned-Child became the working class citizens of the race. Serving on the front lines, on the farmlands and on 'collection duty' by collecting fresh blood for their higher-ups. Again, however, like the Shifters, because the Children held so much power they too had high costs, possibly even higher than that of the Shifters. The Children were unable to step a foot outside during the day for fear of burning, nor were they able to drink the blood of the Shifters, if they did not drink fresh blood at least once every month they themselves would turn to ash and drift away on the wind, hydrophobia was also instilled on everyone, young or old as even they were frightened of the beasts that lurked in the Merpeople's domain.
As the pristine white moon began to turn a blood red, the war torn landscape's eery silence was soon shattered as hundreds of howls filled the air and the large stone gates on either side of the great plane opened, growing wider and wider every second as thousands of Shifters and Children fled onto the plane, facing off against their own perspective mortal enemy. The war that began but never ends. The reason and beginning of the war had slowly changed over the millennium. Some stories said that it began when Zeref conceived a child with a human woman, birthing the first Child. As a result the first Shifters were too created by the Nymphs of the Forest as a way to counter the vicious, bloodthirsty ways of Zeref's offspring. Other stories speak of two star-crossed lovers, a Nymph of the Forest and a lesser demon from below who found their way into each other's arms, they bore children as most lovers do, however both sides of the family tree became supernatural beings; one, a blood-sucking demon in human form and the other, literal animalistic beasts in human form. As these children fell in love and bore children of their own they spread across the land like an epidemic until the leaders of both sides, on the guidance of their respective fore-parents, the elementals in the air and Nymphs of the Forest for the Shifters of the Moon, and the beasts below for the Children of Zeref, declared war on one another. Trying to rid the world of the other species, believing their own was the key to the world and the gateway to the other land of Fiore where peace, magic, technology and eternal happiness lay. An old wives' tale in the eyes of many.
It was on that night of the first blood moon in two eons, that two young ones who would change the fate of: the Shifters, the Children, the Humans, even the Merpeople in the sea, the beasts below and the elementals in the air, were born. One a Shifter, the other a Child of Zeref. Even the best seers, the greatest tacticians, the most intelligent in the world would never even begin to imagine the scale of which their fates would be altered.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed, more will be coming. I'm sorry it's so short, but this is just the prologue!
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