Chapter 1: How The Tiger Got It's Stripes-
103 years ago...
The city was lit up as flames danced through the streets. Screams could be heard through the smoke as civilians tried to escape. A group of four creatures were standing at each corner, their faces a host to wicked smiles as they took in the scene that lay before them. Though no one had the chance to look at the strange beings, should they have observed them they would have seen the unique beauty of their appearance. Transparent as a ghost, their skin shone like a star in the moonlight. Their ears and teeth were not unlike that of a werewolf, four long canines could be seen as they smiled. The most eery of all, however, were their eyes. Even through the flames and chaos they seemed to light up the night in various colors. To say they were mesmerizing would be an insult.
A group of wizards appeared and immediately set to work on putting out the flames. The rest of their group was trying to take out the strange creatures with various spells. A stunning spell hit one of the creatures, effectively knocking him to the ground. This, however, gave one of the others an opportunity to rip out the wizard's heart as his back was turned. The blood raged on. More and more of the creatures began to show up as the witches and wizards put everything they had into staying alive long enough to safely apparate out of the area. This was the beginning of the end for the Fae people. They had become so power hungry, so tired of living in a wizard's shadow, that they retaliated. In their defense, they HAD asked on several occasions for more rights. Not only were they not permitted to attend any magic schools or receive any magical training, they were sent straight to Azkaban if caught with a spell book. The wizarding world feared their power and did this to keep them under control. The Fae people had no need of a wand to cast spells, therefore their powers were thought to have come from 'dark magic' and was to be restricted at all costs.
They had caused much bloodshed before the Ministry declared their race to be a threat to humanity. A wizarding group, known as 'Aurors', began training specifically to kill creatures of their kind. They learned their weaknesses and their strengths. The battle went on for many, many years until the Fae people were forced into seclusion once more. However, the order to take them out did not end there. The aurors were told to continue their hunt for the 'creatures of the night' as they were called, until the Ministry of Magic declared that the world was safe once more and that the evil Fae beings were extinct. The people believed in their Minister's words and so life began to go back to normal until those mysterious creatures they fought so long ago became nothing more than a scary story told to children who did not know that those monsters were real and they were waiting in the shadows until they could take back their vengeance...
Author's Note:
I do not own anything that has to do with the Harry Potter series. This is my first fanfiction so please review (: I would love to hear your thoughts on the story, what you like and what I could change. Thank you