There has always been talk of the supernatural in the human world. In books, movies, even sometimes in bedtime stories. If humans had honestly believed that these such creatures did not exist why would they have them in books? Its simple , humans believed in the supernatural. Even if it was only an ounce of something inside them. This belief led them to make a council of vampire hunters. Yet , no one ever heard of humans hunting werewolves? This too is simple , the vampire hunters hunted every kind of supernatural being. However deadly that being is.<br/><br/>However , it was beyond the human mind to realize that they were about to be put right in-between a very vicious blood feud. One that could very likely wipe humans off the map of existence. The fight is between werewolves, and vampires. This fight is not only over food source, but also territory. Both vampires , and werewolves feed off humans. The only difference is werewolves can also feed off other animals, and human food. While vampires can only drink blood.  In fact, werewolves donâ€™t need humans to survive while vampires do. This fight may seem stupid to most. But in fact it is very important. For vampires are fighting to keep their food not only alive, but also to prevent other predators from taking it. Which would be werewolves. It would seem that the vampires are the good guys right? Well think again. Vampires take blood and drink it. However, it was the werewolves who instigated the war. They first attacked a vampire nest. Therefor , creating a entire war.<br/><br/>The nest the werewolves attacked belonged to a pureblood vampire. This attack changed life for both species. Each now , and forever would be at war with one another. With the humans being stuck in the middle. But deep inside the werewolf, and vampire feud lies many intricate problems that  could create a unity between the races. These intricate problems are problems within the werewolf community, and the vampire community. That may make a war together seem simply useless when they need to work together to destroy their very own species. Or at least the evil ones.<br/><br/>Can they work together, or are they forever cursed by a war that is fated to destroy humans?<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><br/>"Darius Come mere." Kamora Sanchez spoke a vicious grin on her face. She flexed her fingers while looking at the man that was bowing to her that happened to be several feet away from her. The man then made a fatal mistake while rebalanceing himself from the low bow. He stares her directly in the eyes. His dark blue eyes seeming to nearly challenge her. She hated challenges. The man then moved closer to her as she had asked. When he was within reach she grasped his arm hard. Allowing her hand to almost crush his arm completely. "I here you were talking with â€¦â€¦Samuel and you know that I do not like that." Her dark green eyes were the color of dark wet grass. Seeming to almost hold a coldness inside that could freeze a man walking.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Yes my lady I did notâ€¦"</span>He was cut of from a sudden burst of pain in his arm. She twisted his arm gently while she was still resting in the red velvet chair she was in.<br/><br/>"Do not interrupt a lady while she is talking Darius. It is unmanly to do so. Now as I was sayingâ€¦.I do not like that you were discussing things with Samuel â€¦.and for that punishment is to be done. " She twisted his arm, reached out with her other creamy tan hand placing it on the opposite shoulder  ,and shoved him on his knees. Then she stood up allowing her maroon colored hood to fall back reveling  long strands of jet black hair that fell past her shoulders. Her body bent down enough to where she could whisper in dariusâ€™s ear.  " Now what did you tell Samuel , Darius I do understand he is your brother. But he is against me, and therefor against you. Now over all you know what my punishment is for betrayal correct." She whispered even though whispering was  useless in the house. It was infested with werewolves. Her werewolves, and they all had really good hearing.  But none the less it was the effect that she was going for.<br/><br/>Darius shuddered in fear. His body trembling. Blonde locks seeming to be greased by sweat.<span style="font-style: italic">"Yes I understand my punishment , and I would rather be punished than speak the betraying words I spoke to Samuel." </span>His voice was low , and seemed to have a slight growl.<br/><br/>"Then you have marked your own fate." With that she brought one hand to his head. There were several other wolves who stood around the room watching her intently. Knowing that their leader did not take a life without reason.  At least most lives â€¦except for the few that she kills when sheâ€™s on a rampage.  Her hands gripped the scalp of dariusâ€™s head, and with one swift movement she tore his head off. Her hand twitched showing the muscle in just one hand as the blood dripped down the severed head. Blood covered the body , and all the other wolves in the room seemed to be feverous with the thought of food. She smiled while holding another trophy to her collection of severed heads. "Feed my lovely children. This wolf was the lowest of the low." With that she turned , walked past the chair in the center of the room, and towards an oak door that opened to her bedroom.<br/><br/>Once inside she placed the head down on the floor while yawning just a little. It was tiring to have to kill people. She wandered over to her desk and saw the report that Samuel had written. Everything had gone as it should, and now she had to read the new report he had sent.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 85%; line-height: 116%;">"Dear Kamora,<br/>	I consult the fact that my brotherâ€™s death may way heavily in my heart. But do not fear his death was needed. They can not see me , or you being connected. The werewolf community would  never forgive my betrayal. Just as the vampires would understand. But I play a crucial part in our plan. I thank you for doing a job that I should have. <br/>	However we have more pressing matters at hands. The vampires are having another party of theirs, and I fear a long awaited aristocrat who was "called" dead will return. This return may be just what we have been waiting for. As we both answer to him alone , and no one else. I request that their are two other scouts in your pack, so be careful what is reveled. Darius was one of three working for Lucas. I do not know who the others are. So please â€¦stay calm, and do not fuck this up.<br/>				Sincerely ,<br/>					Samuel Maximer <br/></span></span><br/><br/><br/>Kamora leaned back taking in the information. It was good that they caught Darius when they did. But with two others would they be able to keep their mission a secret?<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><br/>Sebastian stood standing looking over a balcony. Trees scattered down below, and a stone pathway led into the woods. He ran a hand through  his thick black hair his eyes grief stricken, and unchanging. People called his stare beautiful and cold at the same time. But he found it to be the same stare , his pain being guarded with the coldest yet kindest stare he could muster. Mother would never wish for him to put his sister into harms way. It was his job to protect, and keep her safe. But  that was hard when everybody wanted to use her, to get a hold of her power, and ultimately be the strongest. Though that couldnâ€™t be accomplished without going through him first.<br/><br/>His slender figure was leaning against the railing wondering how all the aristocratic vampires could be so oblivious to the fact that their perfect world wasnâ€™t so perfect. Everything is a lie. All these gatherings were for power, and not peace. He hated it the lying , the  back stabbing. His own uncle murdered his parents, and he was left to kill him. But he couldnâ€™t finish the job completely and knew that one day his uncle would return. And when he did Sebastian promised himself he would be ready.<br/><br/>But that was the past and he needed to look at the here and now. Rather than the forsaken past that he had. Dwelling on the past would do him no good now.<br/><br/>He turned his head to the silver moon. It was nights like these that made him feel justified for his vampire squad. Most vampires only thought they knew what was going on. But he had recruited skilled, and loving vampires who would , and are willing to fight against there own kind. Along with those that are of werewolf bred that are not behaved , or are not looking for peace.  Of course these trusted vampires are also mixed in terms of status. But that is generally a good thing.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Sir Hellsing? I have a request to see you?"</span>spoke a sweet delicious voice that he knew so well. Renee sweverland the chamberlainâ€™s daughter of the vampires.<br/><br/>"Renee please that the request through." He knew it was Daymon since well he was sebastianâ€™s cousin. At least technically speaking even if Daymon didnâ€™t know it. It was one the many secretes  that he harbored. He waited till he heard the steps of  daymonâ€™s feet on the balcony echoing with the wind. " It is nice to of you to request a visit." He was careful not to dart his eyes to the trees. There was certain presence there of a friend of his. For how long the presence was there he was not sure.