The Chosen

1921 - Seer

"Another fated one has denied his destiny, we remain under Vampire rule for another one hundred years."

I peered into the hot liquid and ran a finger down the steaming pot, watching carefully as the ripple expanded.

"I fear a repeat of history, the next chosen ones give me a bad feeling, they may not be ready in time."

"They have to be." I looked around for the source of the voice, but as always I saw no one. As the moon goddess no mortal ever saw her face, very few were deemed worthy enough to even hear her. "We only get one chance a century to diminish the Vampire King. If we do not succeed in the next century, we are all doomed. The Vampires will eventually rule for eternity."

"But Moon Goddess-"

"No Anastasia! You've seen what lies ahead if we are to fail, they will wipe out the entire werewolf community one by one until we are no more...and then they will come after you." I bowed my head low to show I understood. Suddenly the brew began to bubble, signifying it was ready. I reached into the liquid and rinsed my face for the first time in one hundred years. I could feel my features changing as I began to evolve in response to the current time period, 2021. The new uprising was beginning.

"It's time."