There was a time before the Gods lost their power that they ruled. There was a time when they looked down at the humans for entertainment and thought they were the highest being ever created. But the Sun and Moon looked down at the Gods who looked down on the humans and they had been in the sky for so long and they were so powerful and wanted to do something with that power.
And a story told long ago says that the sun and the moon made a child and a man with their power. And the child was blessed by the god's.
The child was presented and Odin laid a hand on its shoulder and gave him power of the earth, heavens and the ocean.
Aphrodite kissed the child and poured out the purest of her love.
Fortuna smiled and left the child a promise of eventual good luck.
Poseidon smirked and left the child an air of chaos.
Yum Kimil was jealous of the child's power and cursed him with darkness and disaster till Uzume laid a sweet hand on the boys head and battled it with her joy. The child was then cursed with inner chaos and its head was never silent.
Hephaestus gave it the heat and ferocity of a thousand volcanoes.
Nanse gave the child the ability to dream far and wide and to understand others dreams.
Loki whispered and chuckled into the child's ear and left it with mischief capable of rivalling a god.
Shiva danced in delight and gifted the child with the power to create, destroy and maintain.
Tyr simply nodded at the child and granted him good morals.
Sarasvati gave it speech and the curiosity to learn whilst Athtart poured in her passion and creativity.
Apollo looked at the child like he had seen it before, kneeled before it, laid a kiss on its forehead and granted it healing. Thoth stood at his side and beamed at the child and whispered knowledge and secrets and magic that filled the child with wonder.
Thor placed both hands upon the child's shoulder adn gave him storms, bravery, courage and thunder.
A thousand other gods came and went and granted the child things that seemed impossible until the Jade Emperor entered and sat down with the child while he filled it with the purest light imaginable and as he left he stared into the boys eyes and gave them the colour of molten majestic gold.
The child was not perfect, as is anything made of parts of something else, but it was unique.
The sun poured into it the strength of her sisters, the other suns and stars and enough power to create another universe. She gave him energy and breathed life into him and all the while the moon watched as the child was created and he realised that with so much power the child would need an anchor, it would need purpose. So the moon created a friend for the child.
He looked onto the earths animals and found a wolf. As the sun carried on weaving the child the moon watched the wolf and its pack. This wolf was strong, a leader and most importantly loyal. So he took the wolf and his pack and breathed his own power into them, and the moon wanted the child to have a friend with such determination that he gave so much of his power that the wolf became a man. A strong, loyal man that could transform into a wolf. But because the moon had given so much the wolf was forever in its debt and chained part of him to the moon for eternity.
The moon had created the first werewolves and to make sure that the child would never be alone he took the child and the man's soul and entwined them, he threaded them through one another's and then placed them back into their bodies and they were bound.
The sun and the moon looked down at their creations in wonder for they had made night and day live and love together. And they loved with a ferocity that made the sun shield itself. The child held the power of the universe and every single thing it contained and the man who turned into a wolf had the power of the moon and the strength of a leader. They grew together and fought together and the child became part of the wolf's pack. He influenced but did not lead them for that was the fate of the man. But he protected them with everything he had and he became there guardian. His name was Stilinski and he was the child of the sun.
But time steals everything and they eventually perished but the power and fate passed on through generation and generation till a child would be protector and guardian once again.