The Blood Chronicles

Prologue

Long, long ago there were mortals. But what lived beyond the mortals? What about beings such as demons, vampires and werewolves. What about them? Did they exist? If they did exist, do they still exist? Most people would say no to questions like that. They'd say those things are just nightmares or things of our imagination. These things are just called myths and legends. Like the stories of feared demons or ogres. Pixies and mermaids. Only, those are just myths, right? Wrong. You see, the thing is, these things may be myths but some myths turns out to be legends, and the thing about legends is... sometimes... legends are true!

Chapter 1

Enter Zathairaa! Demon Assassin!

It was a beautiful day out, though night was falling. Zathairaa walked through the fields and was headed for the forest, which could barely be seen from her point of view. She knew she'd be somewhat safer in the grasses, but knew that it would be more of a challenge to spot her in the woods and trees.

Zathairaa started to quicken her speed and pace because of the night, which quickly advanced on her. She looked up as the sun started to set. Sitting in the waist high grass she smiled as she leaned back watching the display of colors among the clouds and sky. The clouds and sky turning orange and pink from the falling sun. The sky darkened slowly and Zathairaa yawned as the moon appeared and the stars revealed themselves.

Zathairaa sighed and stood, for she was not in this place for a relaxing night, but for a mission. Zathairaa was an elite assassin whom was after a master vampire named Mordicus. For some reason, hearing tis washer target almost overjoyed her although she knew not why. He was the vampiric prince, for his father was the first vampire ever to walk the earth. This was Zathairaa's target to kill.

Zathairaa started to walk towards the forest as a wind blew. Her red hakama pants blew lightly in the light breeze, but as it grew stronger the crimson fabric folded at the mercy of the wind. Zathairaa's ankle length jet black hair rose into the air flowing with the vicious wind. It whipped around her and a few strands blew against her soft pale skin. Many other strands intertwined with each other. Zathairaa walked towards the forest.

As Zathairaa walked she had found a poisonous snake in the grasses hidden by the waist high plants. It lunged out to bite Zathairaa for stepping on it. Her quick eyes caught this and within seconds the snake lay motionless on the ground. She looked at it and blinked emotionlessly at the reptile's death.

"….stupid…." She said emotionlessly looking down at the motionless animal. Zathairaa turned, walking away.


I know i know the first chapter is short. Some of them are and some of them aren't. Deal with it so dont nag me. -.-

NEXT CHAPTER: Enter Mordicus! Vampiric Prince VS Demonic Princess! Part 1 Next time Zathairaa and her target encounter as a fight between the two begins! Who will when and who will face defeat?! Will one of them be killed? Read the next chapter of The Blood Chronicles and we'll find out!

--Zathairaa--