Just like vampires there lived creatures known such as witches. They seemed to have appeared around the same time, if not a little later of their rivaled species. Rumor has it that there existed a tribe of humans who had dedicated their life to understanding the powers of vampires and had infested that power into themselves, casting spells and worshipping that of the unknown - allowing them to become witches. However, 3000 years later, only one witch remained. She went by the name of Saki and it seemed despite the tremendous amounts of powers she had, she hid herself inside a forest. In this forest, a mystical fog surrounded its entire landscape. It would only lift to those who she wishes to see her, see her.
However, it was not long until a child was dropped and abandoned into this forest. It was an unwanted child, a vulnerable and innocent soul forced to live on its own. It was only that of an infant.
She had black raven hair and bright blue eyes. She was wrapped in a white blanket and hid away in a basket that only slightly allowed her face to peek. Her cries was mixed in with the forest's many other cries: the howling wind, chirping of birds, and wolves, and so much more. Hearing the abandoned child's cry, the woman hesitated as she approached the infant. It was cast aside and placed in a basket nearby a river, only slightly budging as the rocks seemed to beg it from floating away. It seemed whoever did this was only begging for someone to hopefully find it. The cries finally stopped as the ladie's face came to view of the child's. Giggles of glee suddenly sounded as the baby infant's bright blue eyes glistened as it peeked over to the basket's small opening. The elderly witch rid of the basket top, revealing a tiny infant child, wrapped in soft white clothing. Her small tiny hand reached out to grab the elder witch. The elder witches's eyes widened in surprise, hestitating towards the infant's gesture. Hesitantly, she allowed the infant to grasp hold of her finger, smiling as she was finally feeling the touch of a human being after so long. Her hand as small as it was, was so warm.
Saki was the last of her tribe, a clan of witches that had existed for 3000 years... They were feared by both vampires and humans alike… however now, they are only rumored to exist in mythologies and legends. To the outside world, they were extinct. They were one clan, and one clan when granted with this power- was also given the power to live and age much more slowly than those of humans. Saki was the youngest of the clan when they had turned the entire tribe into witches. She was only yet a couple days old, not being given a choice for this sudden transformation. However not all members of the tribe lived… as only those who were born females survived the transformation.
As a tribe, they decided to eventually hid themselves away from the outside world. Again, and again, the outside world showed them they would only curse those who they crossed with many. However… maybe with this child, this was their last chance to pay for their sins.
When they had meddled with the prowess of the vampires and called upon a creature to worship to be granted these powers, they had not only messed with the forces of nature, but they had also angered the gods and the heavens… In the trade against their own humanity and for a greater power, their hearts were turned into glass with exchange of their bodies stored of incredible mana. With their new powers, they were rumored to even match those of the strengths of even a pure blood. Their abilities came to be able to cast dark spells, control the forces of nature itself, and whisper wishes that could come true in exchange to certain trading's. However, with comes great power also comes great misfortunes. Like vampires, witches aged slowly… and slowly with no contact of the outside world…. with their lives filled with only misgivings and loneliness, one by one the tribe members slowly passed away until there was only one witch left, Saki.