Originally, this was going to be called Kuroinu Rebellion: The Wolf Among Us, but I think people would've confused that for a possible Kuorinu/Wolf Among Us crossover, which this is NOT. This is actually the story to introduce a new OC, one I've been working on the past couple of days, planning how to introduce him, which fic would be suited to introduce him and show what he is.
For the first time in a few years, I've gotten to work on an OC who is a Werewolf.
Originally, I was going to go with a Vampire-Werewolf Hybrid OC, but decided not to. OP as that would be, especially in the Kuporinu world, I don't think it's needed. So a Werewolf is strong and powerful enough without becoming redundant or bland. Who knows, I make a new OC that is a Vampire-Werewolf Hybrid, though I strongly doubt it. I blame watching Dracula Untold (2014) for the hybrid idea.
But no, I'm doing a Werewolf. Werewolves are awesome and I favour them more than Vampires to be honest. And who knows, if this fic and character does well, I may use him in others that would fit a Werewolf... not Twilight. Definitely NOT Twilight. If I ever do a Twilight fic, it'll be the end of the world.
The OC's name is Kaeden Hunter and the bottom text of the chapter will explain his powers and the effects Lycanthropy gives him.
This story is of course Rated M because it's Kuroinu, which means there is nudity, sex, attempted rape or implied rape, gory scenes since there's a Werewolf around.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroinu: Kedakaki Seijo wa Hakudaku ni Somaru. I only own the OC Kaeden Hunter.
"Even a man who is pure in heart,
And says his prayers by night,
May become a wolf when the wolfbane blooms,
And the autumn moon is bright."
It was mid-afternoon, the sun was high in the air, bathing the land of Eostia in it's warm light. It was quite a contrast to when the sun would wane, and the darkness would take the day's place, and with the darkness came the raids, the pillaging at the hands of the Black Army, consisting or orcs, imps, goblins and other races of demon and beast, who would kill the men and children or enslave them for fun. And as for the women... they would be raped until they were either servicing their tormentors, had their minds broken or were even raped to death.
In the woodlands stretching far and wide between the domain of the Black Queen, Olga Discordia, and the lands of the High Elf, Cellestine, a young man, in his very late teens, was crouched to one knee with a bow in hand and an arrow nocked as he stared at a nearby grizzly bear who was drinking from a river stream, unaware of his presence for now as the wind had not shifted to alert the bear of the human's scent.
The young man was nineteen years old, though he will turn twenty tomorrow, had short dark hair and blue eyes as blue as the sky itself. He was dressed in simple clothing, consisting of a dark shirt, black pants, and dark brown boots.
'Steady...' The young man thought to himself as he inhaled deeply. 'Accuracy over speed... elbow up... breath slow... steady my mark... exhale and release.'
Following these instructions as he repeated them in his head, he released the arrow which sailed through the air and struck the bear in it's side. The bear roared in pain and fury, before snapping it's gaze to the young man whose eyes widened as the massive creature came charging towards him with the promise of death in it's eyes, the desire to kill and defend itself.
"Shit!" The young man shouted as he reached for another arrow, but it was too late as the bear was too close to go for another shot. The young man yelled as he rolled to avoid the bear's claws that would rip his flesh open like pulling wet parchment apart. He dropped the bow and drew a dagger. The bear stood on it's hindlegs and roared at the young man who braced himself as the fear of death gripped him.
The bear charged, only to roar out as an arrow struck it's jugular. The bear moved around wildly as the blood started to leak out of the wound and drip down. The young man looked to see an older man with a similar appearance, although his hair was longer. He had a bow in hand, having just released the arrow that struck the bear who snapped it in half with it's paw, though leaving a piece firmly lodged in its neck. The bear shook it's head, before refocusing on the older man and roaring furiously.
The man was not intimidated as he drew another arrow and fired quicker than the younger man, the arrow hitting the bear in it's jaw. The man then shouldered his bow and drew a sword, the metal gleaming in the sunlight. He warily approached, placing himself between the younger man and the bear, who was relying on instinct to fight through the pain from having been struck by three arrows.
"Down!" The older man barked at the younger one, who ducked to the floor as the bear charged and pounced, but the older man swung his sword and drove it directly into the bear's underbelly, pulling the blade down which opened it's belly up, blood and the bear's insides gushing out like a ripped open bag of contents. The older man grimaced as some of the blood splattered onto him, but he ripped his sword free and moved out of the way as the bear fell to the ground, dead. The man panted a little, before he exhaled and turned to the younger one who stared at the bear with wide eyes. "I told you not to pursue the grizzly, Kaeden. You are not ready for bears."
The young man, Kaeden, looked up at him. "But-"
"No buts." The older man said sternly, looking at him disapprovingly. "Bears are tougher than deer, you know this. It takes more than a simple arrow to bring one down. And your shot can't always be perfect and where you want to hit. You saw me strike it in the jugular, yet it still fought back. You need more training before you can ever hope to hunt and kill a bear. Because of your little side adventure, I've had to divert from following the wolf's tracks. So it looks like we'll be feasting on the deer you caught us this morning."
Kaeden looked down at the ground, muttering. "Sorry father."
Kaeden's father stared down at him before he sighed and crouched to a knee, nudging his son's head up with his hand. "Hey." He said, his tone softer and assuring. "I know you want to show you have what it takes to be a hunter, and trust me, I know you will make a fine hunter one day. I was the same when I was your age, eager to hunt something I was not ready to hunt, and my father was disappointed with me as well. But the one lesson he drilled into me the most, was to understand and know everything of the prey I choose to hunt. To go into a hunt without knowledge of your prey, of it's weaknesses, the perfect place to shoot to bring it down... you'll only end up failing. Understand?"
Kaeden said nothing, but he nodded after a few seconds. "Yes father."
Kaeden's father grunted, then patted his son's shoulder before standing, offering him a hand. Kaeden took it and was pulled to his feet. "Come on, we better get back to the camp. Your mother will be getting anxious now, and your little brother and sister pushing her to her wits end."
Kaeden couldn't help but chuckle, picking up his bow and slinging it around his shoulder. He glanced at the bear, grimacing at the smell of it's intestines on the outside. Flies were already buzzing around it's corpse. "What about the bear?"
Kaeden's father looked at it while wiping a rag down his sword, cleaning the blood off it. "Leave it. Let other predators have a free meal. The flies are already buzzing around it, so it's useless to take it with us. We can only hope they don't get alerted to our camp nearby and decide for a second free meal. Besides, another day out here in the woods then we'll be going back to the village. I think this hunting trip has been educational for you and your siblings."
Kaeden snorted. "Aside from Damian and Helen being annoying and trying to sneak onto the hunting trips."
Kaeden's father snorted in amusement. "Aside from that. Though I think they learned a lesson as well; don't anger your mother."
The father and son travelled across the grassy field, passing the dense trees that held bright green leaves. The sight was almost peaceful looking, and Kaeden couldn't help but wonder why the entire land was like that, why it had been pillaged with war between the Black Army and the Seven Shields Alliance. Kaeden had often wondered why his father had never joined the soldiers, or put his swordsmanship skills to use in the war. His father had simply said that his family was all that was his priority. And if a raid happened on the town they lived at, there was several other skilled fighters than just him capable of protecting the people.
Kaeden didn't really know if he would join the fight. He was skilled at swordplay thanks to his father training him, but he didn't know whether putting them into good use for the army was what he wanted to do in life. He wanted to do something that keeps a roof over his head along with his family, keeps him close to them, and also earns a good amount of gold for payment.
His father often told him fate had an interesting way of showing someone their destiny, their calling, and would present itself in the most unexpected of ways.
After five minutes of walking, the father and son made it to where the family had set up camp, consisting of three tents. One for the parents, one for the youngest, and the third for Kaeden. A campfire had been set up, though it hadn't been ignited due to still being daylight. However, a pair of children, abou seven years old, were play-fighting with each other, using sticks as makeshift swords while a dark-haired woman with green eyes watched with an amused smile.
Their attention shifted when Kaeden and his father entered the camp.
"Papa!" Damian and Helen cheered as they ran and tackled their father in a hug, making him chuckle as he crouched down to hug them. After that, they attacked their older brother who grunted as he fell to the ground, laughing while pretending to be beaten by them. Kaeden's father chuckle as he walked over to his wife and gave her a kiss.
"Good hunt, Mathayus?" She asked her husband.
Mathayus nodded. "If you want to call it that, Rhea. Kaeden... took a little side adventure when I told him to go and track a nearby deer while I tracked the wolf. He tried tangling with a bear." Rhea gasped and looked at her eldest worriedly but Mathayus held her shoulders with a assuring squeeze. "He's fine, don't worry."
"You should stop being hard on him." Rhea scolded lightly.
Mathayus sighed. "He has to learn this way if he wants to become a great hunter. We take pride in our last name, you know. Besides, he's got the skill and potential to make a perfect hunter, an apex predator amongst predators, and I don't mean just the wildlife, I mean other predators out there."
Rhea narrowed her eyes at her husband. "You better not be thinking of him going to take on orcs, imps, goblins, or other foul things in the Dark Army. I don't want my firstborn son to lose his life like other men have to those accursed monsters. It's bad enough I have to worry about a raid on our town and... what befalls women those monsters get their hands on."
Mathayus held her close. "I won't let that happen to you. Now come, we should start getting that deer I caught this morning cooking."
The rest of the day passed with casual conversation and fun, as Damian and Helen took joy in annoying and playfully attacking their older brother who had to playfully fight them off until their mother told them to cut it out before they get too rough. After that, they had dinner from the deer Mathayus caught that morning, the fire starting to become the only source of light in the darkening forest as the sun began to set and the night slowly began to take the day's place, and the moon was rising.
Soon, Mathayus told them to call it in for the night and get in their tents, and the family of five were in their tents, succumbing to their slumber.
It would be their last for all but one on this very night.
Kaeden awoke as he heard twigs snapping. It was eerily silent.
As Kaeden's senses sharpened in the darkness of the forest, he could feel a palpable sense of unease creeping over him. The flickering light of the dying campfire cast eerie shadows upon the trees, twisting their shapes into grotesque figures that seemed to loom ominously over the sleeping family.
His heart pounding, Kaeden cautiously pulled the flap of the tent aside and peered out into the night. There was nothing but the darkness that seemed to engulf the trees, not even the dwindling light of the campfire could push the darkness on them away. As Kaeden stood there, shivering a little from the cold, he glanced up at the sky and saw the dark night sky...
As well as the full moon.
Suddenly, Kaeden stiffened. The hairs on his entire body seemed to go straight and his breath turned quiet and quick with fear and nervousness. There was a feeling of unease in the pit of his stomach... accompanied by the feeling of eyes on him, the feeling that something was looking at him from the darkness.
Kaeden stepped further out of the tent, briefly reaching back to grab his bow when he heard it.
A low growl.
Kaeden froze and whirled around, beginning to feel the stages of panic settling in. He crept over to his parents' tent and pushed the flap open while keeping his eyes on the trees. "Dad... father!" Kaeden hissed quietly.
"What?" Mathayus grumbled tiredly while holding Rhea close to him.
"There's something out there." Kaeden said quietly. This awakened Mathayus more who sat up, saw his son's terrified expression, and carefully untangled Rhea's arm from him which roused her from her sleep.
"What's going on" SHe asked worriedly, seeing the alaert look on her husband's face and the fear in her eldest.
"Get Damian and Helen from their tent." Mathayus told her quietly, grabbing his sword and stepping out of the tent. "Kaeden, stay with your mother and siblings. We are not alone tonight."
"What is it?" Kaeden asked quietly as Rhea moved to the middle tent, and he heard his little brother and sister stirring followed by Rhea quietly shushing them.
"I don't know." Mathayus said equally quiet, his eyes watching the darkness. The sound of twigs snapping made his grip on his sword tighten. "Whatever it is... it's circling us staying within the darkness of the trees. We can't see it... but it can definitely see us. Get in the tent with your mother, I'll handle this."
"But-" Kaeden started.
"Just do it, son!" Mathayus barked, and a loud growl came from the darkness, getting their attention... and they saw blood-red eyes light up in the darkness, and was staring right at them. They head footsteps, and watched as a leg stepped out into the brief bit of light coming from the campfire, and then another leg stepped out. They were hind, and dog-like legs.
Mathayus unsheathed his sword just as the creature stepped out, and Kaeden's breath caught in his throat, fear freezing him solid, pure terror flooding his veins as he realized what the creature was, what had come for them...
A Werewolf.
It's fur was as black as the night and the darkness, which helped to make it blend in with it's surroundings. But the eyes... they held nothing but malicious intent, nothing but animalistic savagery, the desire for human flesh and blood.
In a moment of sheer terror, chaos erupted as the werewolf launched its attack. With unnatural speed, the werewolf charged out of the darkness and towards Mathayus, who roared as he unsheathed his sword and swung, but the werewolf was quicker as it barrelled into the older man and sank it's teeth into his neck, ripping it out in one yank.
"DAD!" Kaeden shouted, bringing the werewolf's attention to him before it turned it's gaze to the middle tent upon hearing the screams of Damian and Helen while Rhea was trying to cover them from the beast's hungry gaze. Kaeden spotted his father's sword nearby, having fallen from the charge of the werewolf, and he went for it only to grunt as the werewolf backhanded him into a tree. He grunted as he hit the tree hard, then struggled to get up as the werewolf approached the tent, Kaeden's mother and siblings hiding as deep as they could inside it.
Kaeden stumbled to his feet and grabbed his father's sword. He roared as he charged, but the werewolf whirled around, slashed his chest and arm, which made the sword drop to the floor. The werewolf angrily kicked the sword into the darkness of the forest, ensuring it wouldn't be used, then it grabbed Kaeden by his shoulders... and sank it's teeth into his neck, it's claws digging into his flesh as the young man screamed in pure, utter agony.
"GET OFF MY SON!" Rhea screamed as she stabbed the werewolf's back with a dagger, making it howl in pain before he ripped it's teeth from Kaeden's neck and whirled around, slashing it's razor-sharp claws upwards, and ripping Rhea's chest and stomach open in one swing. The woman stood still, blood gurgling from her mouth, then the werewolf sank it's teeth and claws into her, savagely ripping flesh out while letting out guttural growls of delight. However, the screaming of Damian and Helen made it snap it's gaze to the tent, and it began to leave their mother's corpse.
"No... no..." Kaeden pawed weakly at the ground, trying to desperately save his siblings, but the blood loss from the bite was making his body weaker, failing him. The werewolf didn't pay him a glance as it charged into the tent, and Kaeden closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face, as his brother and sister's cries were silenced and replaced by the sound of flesh being ripped and torn apart and the beast's savage growls.
Kaeden rolled onto his back, willing to let death take him so he can be with his family. As he stared up at the full moon, darkness clouding his vision, the last thing he heard was the howl of the wolf...
And that's it for this chapter. Boy, this one sure gave me trouble because I was trying to think of a good way to begin it and set up the tragedy that befell Kaeden as you saw and read for yourselves. I hope I did a good job in displaying the supernatural, horror element.
Now, as for the setting of this story, it's starting maybe a year or two before the Kuorinu invade the Black Fort and... well, you know what happened. This is so Kaeden can adjust to being a Werewolf, learning to control his abilities somewhat. The next couple of chapters will be about him learning what he's become, his abilities, and building up to his first full moon.
I'm going to do something different with the Werewolf abilities, just to make for an interestings tory, and it's something that will be character-centric if I use this OC in other fics.
So you know his name and age in this one, he lost his family to a Werewolf and was bitten, but now we get into his abilities.
He can partial shift, which means his eyes will change yellow (Red if he's an Alpha), his claws grow and teeth sharpen. His full Werewolf form is the black werewolf from the Van Helsing movie, the one with Hugh Jackman because that Werewolf designs is AWESOME!
Now, the important part... Kaeden will be able to transform at will following his first full moon and transformation, but the wolf and human sides will be in a battle for control, and he's not fully in control, like he's 40% in control of himself, battling the instincts and animalistic drive to feed and devour, which still makes him dangerous to be around in that state of course.
However, on every full moon, the transformation is caused unwillingly, and the wolf becomes more in control than the human, making him 10x more dangerous than if he had changed at will.
Hope you like this, because I feel it makes for an interesting story.
I'm also deciding how to introduce him to the ladies of his harem, because of course he'll have one. It won't be all "Meet and fuck" right away, by the way. Because of what he is, he'll be treated with caution, fear and disgust by most of the Seven Shields, so there will need to be character development before the romance.
The only ones who may end up giving him a chance and falling for him first may be Olga, Cellestine and Chloe. I'm sick of fics that take so much time to have the OC make a move on Olga and Cellestine. It sucks there's not many lemon scenes between an OC and those two, whether separately or a threesome.
Give me ideas on how to develop the other girls' relationship with Kaeden from seeing him as an animal, a monster, like all other werewolves, to eventually loving him and accepting him for what he is and still loving him.
Harem: Olga, Cellestine, Chloe, Claudia, Alicia, Prim, Kaguya, Maia, and Luu-Luu.