A/N: Hello and welcome to the fanfic coming from a oneshot of Surprising Each Other! If you have read through that oneshot, you'll know some of the plot points (I'll be following it as a guide but there's still a lot not shown in it). Also, I'm keeping the rating 'M' primarily for the violence and language...and a possible future scene. So without further adieu, time to start!
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's. That goes to the respective owner. I only own my OC(s).
Prologue- Tales of the Past:
For centuries, the peace existed among the many clans of supernatural beings. Vampires, werewolves, magic users—all of them kept peace with each other. Humans tended to keep their distance, however, thinking that sooner or later a war could erupt between any of the clans. The supernatural beings brushed it off. Humans were always rather violent, at war for the smallest things when there was no need, so why would they heed those words? If only they knew.
"Daiki! Daiki, where are you?!"
Generations passed among the vampire clan when a king of a different kind ascended the throne. He lived with the belief that vampires were superior to any other of the clans despite the teachings of the ruler before him. Once he gained the throne, he threw the clans into a war of immense size. Many of the other clans went into hiding, wanting to keep out of the war under any circumstance, except for one. The werewolves. They wanted to keep the peace and equality among the clans.
"Daiki, no! You can't go like this!"
"—, listen. You need to drink from me."
"What, no! I can't! You'll die!"
The vampire king, eager to display this so-called superiority, convinced the rest of the clan into the war. While the first battles did not favorably, the vampire clan started improving their weapons to defeat the werewolves. This easily discouraged the rest of the clans from helping to stop the vampire clan. Who knows what they could find to wipe out their own people? The werewolves were often forced back to come up with strategies to keep their own alive and safe.
"I'll die any way. Please, I'm asking you to keep my memories alive, to keep alive our time together even if it wasn't that long."
"I...I..."
"Do this. It's my final request."
"...okay..."
Packs of werewolves fell into the vampire clan's control. The werewolf clan lost more ground than they gained. Worse still, the werewolf prince was captured by the vampire clan, taken to the castle where the king and his family lived. There was little way of getting in or of getting him out. Hope began dwindling. However, a message came from within the castle. Someone was willing to help the prince break out by any means. At this point, the werewolves needed all the help they could get and accepted.
"This war ends now."