vallendark Kelsie White

Vampire's have a special connection with their makers. I could always feel where mine was, and sometimes what he was feeling. That's why I know in his last moments alive, he felt fear.


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Prologue

Monsters exist.

Vampires, werewolves, succubus, incubus, witches, demons, fauns, centaurs, and so many more. Despite being labeled as figments of imagination and stories, they lived in the land gifted by Dragons, or among the humans if they were passable. After so many centuries, the proper name of Land-Born, gifted by the first creators, was lost. Now, now we were monsters.

Humans, dreadfully dumb creatures, relearned of our existence in World War 1. Little did the humans know, we had lived beside them since the beginning. So close, yet, so far.

But... Something was different. This war was world wide, and over many lands.

It was hard. I was a nurse, as many other Vampire woman had joined as. We had to save the blood we could to feed our own, but also do our best to preserve the humans life. Ontop of that, we had to move the werebeing and vampires before their last breath. The demons were the lucky ones. The demons stayed looking human, even after death. They had long ago assimilated into human culture, despite their grotesque original bodies. As for the others, they were still in hiding. They were not human enough to pass.

I, as a vampire woman, faught alongside humans as well. Back then, woman were not accepted in battle by human men. It was what we could do to help, but also not reveal ourselves. But... It still happened.

The reveal was catastrophic, yet liberating.

I was not the one to tell our secret. But, I did watch the faithful moment that led to us Land-Born revealing our existence.

I could not blame him, and still can't.

He was a new vampire, only 10 years changed. He grew up in a time of war, but if nothing else, he had found an everlasting love. A wolf werebeing, whom he shared everything. I watched as he began to quiver as he held his fallen lover, who clung so desperately to his chest. He was dying, and we both knew it. The vampires eyes met mine, and the pure desperation kept me from budging. The nurse beside me, also a vampire, also could not move.

We knew it was protocol to remove any Land-Born bodies before they changed form in death, yet, I nor anyone else could approach.

The humans did not notice anything strange at first. No, not until the mans once human body warped into that of a large wolf. Everything halted, all at once yet so slowly. Grey fur, crimson with blood, was the turning point of our society.

The Vampire boy screamed, tears of jemstone rolling down his pale cheeks. More and more humans froze, eyes on the two lovers.

To human, it probably looked like a monster, holding a large wolf's body. But, where would a wolf come from? Why did the man cry small sparking tears of jemstone? Why did he not cry water, like them? Little did they know, Vampires no longer had body fluid like humans. You see, humans did not know much.

Such as, the humans would have never known that the two men were best friends. Nor that they were bound together. Most of all, that they were monsters.

The two had joined together, loved together, and decided that they would die together. But when the vampire's lover died, he had lost the last thing that was keeping him sane. That was the thing with young vampires, if they were turned in a time of chaos, they were often unstable.

The silver stake was pulled from his pocket, and small hands held it tightly. The stake was meant for enemy vampires, and they knew in that moment what he was about to do. I tried to rush forward, before the silver hit his heart, but he was too far.

He stabbed himself in the heart, killing himself in front of everybody.

As he turned to ash, his dust drifting over his fallen lover, the humans watched.

It started a chain of events that could not be stopped. We vampires were taught never to cry, but one by one, gemstones of varying color rolled down cold cheeks. I too, cried for the Vampire man and his lover.

The humans watched as were-borns shifted, animals of all sorts now mixing with the once human soldiers. They watched as the demons raged, their bodies twisting into their grotesque original forms. Words could not describe the beasts, so large yet so gentle. They too, cried, and with them, their elements of origin cried with them. The earth shook, the wind howled, and the sky wept and screamed. It felt as if the world itself was ending.

The humans watched it all.

The war ended that day. There were now bigger things to worry about.

Monsters. Land-Born. Us.

The Vampire and Wolf had caused a revolution in us monsters. We knew, we knew there was no reason to hide anymore, nor to fight, nor to die needlessly.

At first, the humans were lost, confused, and scared.

If anyone knew anything, they knew humans were dangerous when they felt threatened.

World War 1 was ending. Eveybody should have been happy and celebrating, but instead tension and fear was amassing steadily. Land-Born all knew that humans were dangerous, we lived beside them for years, of course we knew them well. Yet, they did not care if we were friends or family. Land-Born were the monsters that humans had heard about growing up. It did not matter if the books were wrong, or that we were different from those childish stories. We were still monsters.

Now there was threat of another war. One of us monsters, against them. None of the Land-Born wanted it, but the humans felt like animals backed into a corner. Ironic as it was, the werebeings, faun, and Demi's were the most civil, speaking of peace and tranquility. They preached about the centuries we have lived together, why did knowing of our existence change things? It was a pitiful speech, only a few humans started to agree.

Then, special humans also started to reveal themselves. Ones with powers, and ones with blood once Land-Born.

The Fey were next, and the Nymphs. They had already been on the verge of breaking the veil, and were the most willing to begin to intermingle. They were close to humans, but not quite. They saw no need to change their inhuman appearance for anyone.

And then, those who had kept in the Dragons land since it was created, also started emerge. The Elven ones, Dwarves, Avians, and Centaur were the most willing. As they left the land of Dragons, they also began to fight to once again merge. Soon… The humans gave in. There was no fight to be won. We Land-Born were once again allowed to exist among humans freely.

They could not stop us from existing. They knew they could never overpower so many unknowns.

We only wanted to exist.

We only wanted love and peace.

There was too much war and death.

And so, the world changed.

And everything needed to change around it.

Then the laws were challenged. The laws no longer fit the new world, and its people.

At the time, gay marriage was not legal. Land-Born and humans alike made it legal. Then, we battled for the intersex species like Fey, some Nymphs, and some Humans to be accepted by law. Gender equality happened soon after, as did equal rights. Yet, human and Land-Born relationships remained illegal. They still fight to this day.

The world changed fast. Very fast.

The world before World War 1 was now gone. Now, it was a whole new world, with new laws, with new eyes, and new life and expectations.

Some humans tried to fight back, because they were stuck in what they knew. But some of the Vampires, who aged like wine, and Demons, now called the rightful name of Primordium, had thousands and thousands of years on them, and we also had a lot more to go. Stubborn as humans were, they did not have anything on an immortal being.

And so, we lived.

And so, they changed.

And so, life continued.

Until it did not.

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Kelsie White I love to write, but sometimes get held back by life and insecurity. Maybe one day I will become an Author!

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