Prologue
The world around us moves while we stay standing still. We don't age, frozen in time, nowhere go, for eternity. Sometimes we wish we could die, finish this endless suffering, but we know we have a purpose. We have to protect the race of humans from those blood thirsty vampires. They come after them day and night. They lost their humanity long ago when a war raged between two species, The vampires where warped and changed by a man of destiny and although humans out numbered the vampires ten thousand to one, it made no difference, humans were so weak, and so… predictable, and destiny was on the side of the Vampires. They took them, they infected them, and now they hunt their former kind. We have to stop them, it's a hundred against thousands, we are the Tyrate's, a species created from a vampire venom, the blood from a wolf and the body of a witch, we are cross species, making us one of the most deadliest creatures known to man, we are the only ones who can fight the plague, but we are so few. Many that have been created did not survive for any longer than a few months, and occasionally, the vampire venom will dominate the other cells, and the Tyrate will turn evil, and be just like any other vampire, but stronger, so much stronger, we call them rouges there a few but they have the power of ten vampires. They have become the leaders of the vampires what they call their Lords, I think that's crap the rouges are only out for them self but eventually we will destroy their population and humans will become the dominant species once again.
I'm Raiyn, I'm nineteen and also the alpha female of my coven, it consists of six Tyrate's the other five being males. Females were not usually changed into Tyrates, we are twice as deadly than males, stronger and faster, and more deceptive. Most of the female created mutated into rouges, since then only males have been created, but in these times even creating male Tyrate's are rare as there are so few witches left. We six travel around together killing vampires, or trying to change them to our ways. You see being tainted with vampire blood means that we need to consume human blood to live, but we do it differently, we usually only take blood either from the dead, donors or sleeping humans but never enough to kill, just enough to keep us going. We can even drink from animals if human blood is unavailable. It's harder for vampires to do this but is possible we have a few clans on our side who live by our ways and travel round the world trying to convert others. Our other issue is we have to stay undercover, few humans know the truth about the threat to them, they're so ignorant, many people die and government cover them up they plant bombs over the dead bodies, shoot the corpses, anything to change the cause of death. The humans think there's a world war going on, a war overruled by terrorists. Those who do know usually help us, or I should say try and help us, few survive. Some just try and kill us, there are those who believe the world should be purified and only humans shall live.
Met some of them today, they tried to storm our camp. I refuse to kill them, they are humans just trying to defend their world, I swore an oath to protect them. Blaide disagrees with me, he slaughtered them all. I sometimes wonder whether he is good or not, there times when I doubt that he's still a Tyrate and not a Rouge but I have to trust him my life could depend on that one day. He's the eldest in the coven, he is also jealous of my authority as he should technically be the Alpha male being three years older then myself. Although he is the strongest of the males, he is definitely not the best in a fight. Blaide is impatient and although he is not stupid he never anticipates his opponent's attacks, he is completely useless when it comes to planning an assault and will often jump in without thinking, putting him and us into dangerous and often difficult situations. But it's days like these when we are being attacked by the people we are tying to protect that I just want to give up, it just makes things seem so unimportant it just makes me ask myself "what's the point?"
"There isn't one, but it's what we were created to do so it's our purpose in life, whether it get us killed or not" I should have know Chase would answer, he can read thoughts, nothings private around him. Chase is my mate, or in human terms, my boyfriend, he's twenty and one of the most useful people I could have around in this war, he can sneak into enemy hideouts and tell us what they are planning just by reading their minds, also he's amazing in a fight he always knows what move his attacker is going to attempt next.
The other three guys in my coven are Alec, Tristan and Hawke. Alec's the youngest, only sixteen, but can control people with his mind, which can be very useful sometimes, Alec has a brother who was also change to become a Tyrate, Tristan, he's two years older than him although his mind altering skill aren't as powerful. He can control people's emotions though, and is extremely fast, faster then the rest of us. Finally Hawke, he's my age and is like a brother to me and has the gift, or the curse of premonitions, and although useful to us, it haunts him, because of these visions he has slight schizophrenic tendency and serious problems with managing his anger, I love him all the same though. We were all created by a man called Jeb, I do not know his surname but he created us for this purpose with these abilities. Although we are a strange group, and an uncoordinated group most of the time, we manage, we get along, a s much as we can, and we do what we have to do.