Disclaimer: I'm back with another story because I'm really REALLY bored and this seemed like a good idea at the time. I hope you guys enjoy this prologue, which sort of sets the scene and gives you an idea as to what might possibly happen if this continues. Oh, right; I do not own Inuyasha or the Dark-Hunter series.
Summary: Each race was, supposedly, created for a purpose. They were all intertwined, forever fated to cross each other and destroy one another. But one god kept his race a secret; he didn't want them to be corrupted by the other races. However, even he couldn't protect his children and secluded himself away, leaving his race to suffer and destroy one another. That is, until two unlikely people stepped foreward to lead their people into the future. They sought peace from the never-ending struggle, having run into one another too many times throughout history to enjoy the battle anymore. But they needed the help of the other races to fix the world. Would they be able to stand up to the challenge, or would they fall like so many others?
Defying the Fates
1: Prologue
The Dark-Hunters were created by the Goddess Artemis to combat the cursed Apollites, descendants of the god Apollo. They hunted at night, bore fangs and a tattoo of a bow and arrow, the symbol of their patron goddess. They sold their souls to become immortal and hunt those that ate the souls of innocent humans. And some not so innocent. Above all the rest stood one powerful immortal Dark-Hunter; the first, simply called Ash. He became lord and leader of the Dark-Hunters although he refused to accept it, and through him a way to return their souls back to them came about.
The Were-Hunters, cursed by their own father just to live longer lives, were creatures destined to forever be at war even though they were all descendants of the same father and mother. Because of the whims of a goddess there would forever be mistrust and hate between the two sub-races of the Were-Hunters, the Katagarians and the Arcadians. For this race a council called the Omegrion came about, a group comprised of representatives of each race and led by the mysterious Savitar. It was created to govern the Weres, to make sure that certain laws were followed and that judgment could be passed on those who refused to heed those laws.
The Dream-Hunters lived off the fantasies of humans, were born of the gods of sleep, nightmares, and dreams. They were sired to protect the humans, Apollites, and any other immortals while they slept, speeding up the natural healing properties of each race even as they siphoned off their energy to keep living. Yet even this race was not without trouble. In the Oneroi, the name given to this race, there were those that fed too much off their sleepers and became addicted to the emotions inside their dreams. They drive their victims mad to the point were suicide is the only option. They became the Skoti, the reason the Dream-Hunters were born within the Oneroi.
Some time after these creatures were created the Atlanteans were destroyed by their own patron goddess, their pantheon obliterated until only two remained, foretold to never meet face-to-face.
The Greek gods were corrupted by their own power, as set apart from each other and their selves as from the humans.
But there was another god, alone in his pantheon for he was the only one created of his kind, which watched them fall into ruin. Because of his kind nature he wept as they destroyed themselves, and pleaded with the Source, the first gods, for the power to create his own people, those who would not fall into corruption as the others had. The Source advised him that there was no way to promise a corruption-free race but granted him the power he sought.
And so, many centuries after the world was created, a new race of beings was born. Creatures born in pure darkness, monsters compared to humans. Youkai, demons who preyed on the weak. They were predators, beasts that could take human form and had power reminiscent of the gods'.
Realizing he needed a race to combat the youkai, the god created one born of pure light; the miko. They were a holy race, priestesses with the ability to purify the darkness in others. They could create barriers to protect the humans, call any creature back from death with the power of their own vitality, and even shelter the minds of those too fragile to accept reality. But soon they, too, fell prey to the same desires as humans.
And the Kami wept again, for there was no way to create beings as pure and incorruptible as the Source, the first gods. He isolated himself from the rest of the gods and the world, and even from his own children, unable to risk his soul and godhood in this new world of utter ruin.
But what would his "mistakes" do now that their own god and father had forsaken them? Would they fall even further into darkness and eventually engulf everything in their madness?
Or would a select few step foreword to take the reins, to control their brothers and sisters and find a way to corral them so that their desires had an outlet that didn't involve the destruction of humanity?
Perhaps the unification of all the races would be close at hand, if the Fates didn't decide to butt in and play with the lives of others as their twisted personalities demanded.
Well, what do you think? If I get enough reviews I might continue this! Of course, I can't promise any pairings, or even if there will be any, but I can say that it's proving to be interesting. So do be dears and give me some reviews, whether they be critiques or, hoping anyway, that you'll want it to go on!
