¤ Ebony Moon ¤

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:: The Prophecy ::

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The Lycanthropy.

Given the gift to be able to shape shift, the Lycans -or werewolves-, could transform into such a hazardous beast on a night of a full moon. The full moon grants them the power, strength, and source they require in order to keep their life everlasting.

It was said that the Lycan species would soon perish if one was to taint the blood of a true Lycan and blend it with the blood of the frail human species.

Yet, later on it appeared that that theory was erroneous. Throughout the years they became weak by, what is known, human emotions and 'Love' conquered over their animalistic ways, but their kind did not expire.

But, there was more concoction making it difficult for others to accept it.

There were full-fledged Lycans. Those whom were born a werewolf by both parents carrying the blood specimen were obviously a full-breed themselves.

After that, there were the half-breeds. Those were the ones whom had a human mother and a Lycan father or vise versa.

Then, there were the ones whom were fairly tainted in Lycan blood. They either had a half-breed mother or father whom mated with a human decreasing the blood flowing within the child.

Lastly, there were the ones whom were bitten. Those were, somewhat, just as the full-breed Lycans. Their pure blood was effortlessly tainted by the Lycans' making them almost an equal.

It looked as if, later on, that the Lycans became soft. Soon enough there weren't anymore full-breed Lycans, well only various of them whom took responsibility over the pack.

Those were known as the 'Alpha'. Leaders of the pack. The pure-blooded ones, that is. They took care of every single member of the pack, just as wolves do. The Alpha always mated with a full-breed female wolf, they never considered a human nor a semi. His heir had to be strong and pure, so it was tradition that the Alpha male was always a pure-blooded one. And, being the leader of the herd was major responsibility. He was to never show any sign of emotion, even if it was courage. Emotions only got in the way and wrecked every thing. Never, was emotion a good thing. Well, for the leader, to be precise.

Their ways of life was simple. Since only some were able to shape-shift on their own free will, they were the ones whom go hunting for food. The rest only morphed when there would to be a full moon. Appearing as human they walked amongst them with no problem. It was quite amusing for them for no apparent reason. Maybe because they felt they were playing a game. A game in which they choose their chew toy, and later on seized after it. After a while it was quite dreary since the humans began hiding.

Moreover, the Lycanthropy became a parable among the humans as the years went by. And soon the humans were of no importance to the Werewolves. Peace was amongst both. Neither disturbed the other.

However, there was a myth about a certain human. One particular human whom would serve greatly to the Lycan tribe. Just one, out of the entire world. This human in particular would posses the supremacy of a Lycan as well as the Lycans' prime nemesis the Vampire. He, or she, would have the advantage to receive both bites and receive both genre's strength, none of their weakness.

Except for, that was merely a myth. A myth that was able to come true every one hundred years under the New Moon. That is to say, if either species choose to find such a human or fight for one. Except this suppose human ,once bitten, would become leader of both species. If bitten by both. That meant the joining of both species into one.

But, if this human was bitten by only one the oppose species would soon meet their doom. Such fairytale meant nothing to neither groups. After all, it was merely a tale, right?

The Lycans didn't believe.

And obviously the Vampires did not consider this true.

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The Vampires.

Exactly like the Lycans. Their breed was just as the werewolves. Their group included semi Vampires as well. In addition to the fairly ones and bitten ones. They accepted the mistake of some of their kind being mixed with human genetic material, but it became a rule that no one was to bring another human into their flock. Except, there was no rule about being able to play with them.

Nonetheless, they didn't have animalistic ways as their foes did. They were more charming and etiquette. And knew very well how to have fun.

Unlike their foes, they did not have peace amongst the humans nor ever decided there would ever be peace amongst them. It was witty to have the humans fear them. And besides, they needed to feast, therefore they were their prey. But their method was a sexual one. They seduced, then nourished. Sometimes sex was included only for the hell of it.

Yes, they had sex with the human beings, but that was not the way they reproduced. Werewolves mate for life as do they. But, they did not choose one mate, but several. The more the merrier.

Vamp, which was the term the humans used to define the Vampire ways. Their seducing ways, explicitly or just a nickname shortening the word Vampire.

The Vampires were civilized. And seeing as they lived for an eternity, they always held vast feasts to celebrate their ways of life. They preferred to party amongst their own kind dissimilar to the Lycans whom took human appearance to walk among the humans.

They only walked during the night, it wasn't a choice, but a way of life. The luminosity of the sun was their straight away demise. One of the reasons why they didn't believe that tale of a human Vampire being able to walk among the light. It was absurd!

And so, their existence was always known towards the humans until one year they were all presumed dead.

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But, like in all families or group of friends there is one true believer. Sad part was that the believer of this myth was none other than the leader of the Lycan tribe. His father had enlightened him on the fairytale of the human whom would be bitten by both worlds and conquer equally. What fascinated him the most, though, was the possibility of a simple, frail human being able to handle both bites. It intrigued him. Normally, if a human was bitten by a Lycan then by a Vampire, or vise versa, he'd pass on instantly, as if being poisoned.

So, this possibility was very impressive.

He was told it was only a parable, but he grew up believing in it so much that he was induce on finding such a person. And perhaps, hopefully, the specimen would be a women. Instincts told him it was female, and hopefully he was correct.

"Kouga, there is no way. No chance in hell that the story is authentic," a quivering comrade stated while lowering his head and bringing his shaking hands behind his back.

He thought he would be slashed in half for thinking otherwise and not agreeing with his leader, even though his leader considered him his greatest companion, he could be slaughtered in an instant for disagreeing with him. After all, the leader of the tribe is entitled on doing whatever it is he pleases.

"Nonsense, Ginta. This fable is true. And I'm going to prove it. Instincts tell me she's out there and--"

"She? Now you think it's a she?" Ginta let himself fall onto the rock-hard ground as his leader babbled on about this untrue tale.

"Yes, she. Something inside me orders me to go out there and find her. And if I find her, biting her would be the best thing that ever occurred to her along with being my mate," Kouga said so sure of himself while he gazed above him as if seeing his soon-to-be mate.

"You're hopeless," Ginta whiffed out.

"And you're an idiot. I will prove to you, to everyone, especially to my father that the myth is real," He replied broadly, yet whispered the last part of his sentence.

"Kouga? Listen to me, if you find her, not that I'm saying you will or that she even exists, your bite won't do much unless bitten by a Vamp as well."

Kouga glance over at his friend and knew very well he was right. And there was no way he would allow them near his future woman. Sure, she would be powerful with his bite. Even powerful enough to take over their clan, but that wasn't enough. To have her really be invincible she would need the bite of a Vampire as well. Difficult now, once you think about it.

But first he needed to find her. Then later, well, we'll just have to wait and see.

"Trust me Ginta, she's out there."

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-Kianna Chan-

Author's Note: Was inspired by Underworld. A movie I recently saw. Highly recommend it. That is, if you love Werewolves and Vampires as much as I do.

As you can tell this is a Kougome Fic. Even if there is a slight Kagome/Sesshoumaru in here it'll be strictly Kagome/Kouga. You know exactly what Vampires do when they see their prey and well…Kagome turns out to be prey and Sessy is a..…just continue reading and you'll see.

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Ja ne.