Hello there. Here is chapter one. All I ask is that you read and review. If no one reviews then I will update on this no more. -M
Three. Two. One. As the vampires burst into the W.C.F. (Werewolf Containment Facility) they received a shower of stakes and fire from the werewolves. It wasn't a friendly shower, they wolves were staking to kill. The wolves thought the vampires were an abomination, the root of all evil, and the vampires thought the same of the werewolves. The children of the night would fight to the death, and tonight was about to become very deadly.
"Burian! Listen to me for crying out loud! This whole mission is stupid!" Ashby was pleading to her mate. "Abrielle is still our daughter as Alexavier is our son."
"My daughter died the night she became a werewolf." Burian Tyler's voice was cold and harsh, like himself. "I have only a son, and my daughter will die permanently tonight. She betrayed us by crossing over to their side, and will pay for it by never rising again!" His voice was even quieter and colder if possible.
"You as master should be thinking about the good of your people. This stupid 'mission' of yours is going to get us killed. Tonight is the full moon, and that is when the Lycanthropes are stronger than normal."
"I know, but we have the element of surprise. They are going to be busy howling at their blessed moon; they won't even realize we are there until they are choking on silver." Burian was speaking, but his mind was away making plans on how best to torture Abrielle and her 'mate', if he could even be called that. Abrielle and her mate, in Burian's mind were animals: with no shred of humanity.
"Oh! Ashby, go tell the guards to release Alexavier from his cell; I have special plans for him tonight." His voice slowly took on a bitter edge so profound, that Ashby fled from the room in a blur to carry out orders.
"Yes, my dear son you screwed up when you let your sister cross over. Tonight I'm going to let you correct your mistake." He mused.