introduction

Vampires and Lycans never got along, Why? Because of an ancient war that started before you... Before me, before my kind, and now we're the ones left to fight it, carrying on centuries of a hostile blood war. Caught in the middle of it, are pesky humans... beautiful, and cunning creatures, yes, but not the smartest. And pity them, of how they are so oblivious about everything that constantly happens, mysterious animal attacks, unsolved homicides without leads, missing persons report files stacking higher, and still, they turn a blind eye. But... Are they? Blind? I mean the signs are there, evidence surrounding the existence of the supernatural, theories on theories, and they couldn't find the key. The key that will unlock the truth about immortality and its hidden demons, the truth about the dangers of a dark alley, the impenetrable mist that foams in the darkness, the silver bullet, or a stake through the heart. If you know the things I know, you would become afraid for your remaining days, to be alone... To die alone. Whether you are a man, woman, child... A stray dog, once you have blood coursing through your veins, you're a target in the new world because you will never know what awaits you, the fear of being robbed, sexually assaulted, or killed. But what if I tell you about the darker things that prowl the streets at night, the very same one you walk at day, would you still feel safe if you knew about the varmints that have fangs and the other, that turns into a mindless beast with claws under a full moon,

Who would you fear more?

Your kind?

That's more interested in what you have in your purse.

Or ours?

The bloodsuckers, that likes to drink straight from the source, which happens to be your veins.

But without casting judgment, I must confess, I too was one of those blinded humans, yes believe or not... I was, or... So I thought. My life before the cleansing was... Overwhelming, to be honest, I was too busy trying to become the best version of myself, the best scientist, and for so long that clouded my eyes. I failed to see nature and the dark forces living within it. I was a coffee lover so my eyes were always opened, surviving off five hours of sleep but I didn't see it... The signs of a different species living among us, copying of our ethics, so they can become us, the new evolution of life. And I didn't go poking either, I didn't go asking any questions, but nature has a way of being unforgiving, and ungrateful at the same time, and when evil prevails, victims aren't hand-selected, and the unfortunate ones have to live with whatever consequences Hell has unleashed, unlocking the greater good that lives in your heart, or unclosing what some us already had, dominant evil, that's waiting to be resurrected. But here's the shocker, the one that is going to blow your mind away, I am a victim, a mistake, they should have killed when they had the chance, but now I won't stop, I can't, and I will hunt and kill every last one of them, until I take my last breath, they will pay. Even if it means building a wall with my enemy's bodies to protect the ones I love. My name is Celestine Baker, the first of my kind, a werewolf-vampire hybrid, and this is my story.