"Kid, the world out there might seem so gray, but know that you're with the ones you love, and they'll be with you no matter what." His eyes fluttered open as the clock near his bed struck 2 a.m. Already counting how many sleeps he had, the male in question observed his time. Two hours... he thought to himself, a deep aggravated sigh slipped past him while he lay on his mattress.
What was tomorrow again? Right, that condemned birthday of his, the one he wanted to omit. Ed, for the life of him, cannot move on from what happened to him hundred years ago... damn, has it really been that long since he passed on?? The wolf still remembers it as if it was yesterday, with so much bloodshed... Shaking his head to focus, Edward sits up from his bed, already knowing he won't sleep again tonight. Rubbing his fingers against his face, the male slowly became somber.
This is why he hates tomorrow. His own gaze slowly stared at the closet that held his clothes, and one particular coat that was bought for him on his eighteenth birthday. The one whom he cared for was his first partner when he joined the agency. He was still young and had no knowledge about supernaturals besides his sister and himself.
Yet, one night changed his life forever, the night when he met Paul. Paul was a scrawny man, a war veteran who took up the life of an agent; Ed recalled he said it was for his PTSD, war did mess with that poor man greatly. The man was strange, Talkative, and cheerful. Something so opposite of himself. He was his first partner after he saved his life from a rampaging vampire.
Ed reflects on how he saved the man from certain death, how he cut open that vampire with his pure silver dagger, and how he was injured so he had to take him back to his house, knowing they'd be followed.
Paul, after that night, asked Ed for his assistance. And Ed accepted it, knowing money was also involved.
their team-up started there, and the many missions they held together for the next five years. The main being the vampires who call themselves Vermiculo, he wasn't sure at the time what their motive was. Yet, their hatred towards humans was apparent.
lotus. The drug that helped them do the unimaginable things was mass-produced around every state and it was his job to stop their production at any cost.
It wasn't easy, nothing was easy back then, back when humans were surviving the hellscape. No better than anyone else. Yet Paul, Paul made everything memorable for both him and his sister. They became family. Ed looked up to him as a mentor and an individual who he held as a father figure.
Then came the fateful day, his eighteenth birthday. Paul brought a gift, he said he noticed Ed didn't have any proper coat for himself, so he took the time to recover one for him.
Ed never received a gift before, not for the longest of time when his parents died. This meant the world to him, and he wanted to wear it the next day to present himself. Yet, a sudden duty called that night. Vampires.
Like Predators they lurked among the shadows, butchering innocents. It was a group, maybe 5 in total. Ed was brash that night, he desired to finish it and return back to celebrate his birthday with everyone. It was a misstep he would never forget.
Because it was his fault Paul died, he lost him because he was selfish.
The reflection had him shivering; the cold body he held, lifeless and dead. The once lively, spirited man was reduced to a corpse. He wish the darkness could have swallowed him that night, and he never forgave himself, much like what he did for his sister.
Suddenly emotion fills him, the wave of sentiment washing over and tears begin to fill his eyes. Ed lets out a choking cry, curling his body up in a fetal position. His heart hammered into his ears like a drum, signaling his anxiety.
The male grabs hold of the sheet, seizing it tight against his fist, almost tearing it as he tries to keep himself in. Yet, it was too late, the gate was open...
"Ey cucciolo..." nonchalantly Vincent would warp an arm across the shorter man's shoulder leaning against him a bit before presenting him with an expensive-looking bottle. "Let's make a toast for you tonight.....mmmm we can celebrate a lil more later heh "
Immediately he's leaning into the warmth, like a moth to the flame, he's yearning their contact. "Vincent..." he couldn't care about what day it was, he just felt lonely and needed some comfort and reassurance. His amber eyes gazed upon the bottle with a slow chuckle, "you knew about today, hu?? Funny, cause I honestly wanna forget about it."
"Happy birthday, puppy!" She holds a little cupcake up to him with a flat paw. It has a little cobweb pattern on it.
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"Puppy??? Who the hell you calling puppy, ya brat." There's no malice behind his words, more like teasing as he ruffle her hair, but he'd gladly take that cupcake from her.
When the universe was created, so did the dimension of gods and mortals alike, creating overseers who also created guardians. These guardians were known as gatekeepers, watching over dimensions and making sure everything was done accordingly, no harm came for ten thousand years before an incident happened. Among the keepers came a traitor, the one who threw away everything just to cause chaos and destruction, even as far as disrupting the course of time and space itself. The one ability the gatekeepers have is opening up dimensional gates, and That’s how the destruction started. Every gate and every chain that held prisoners opens up, creating holes, and into the hole crawls out the evil, mixing creatures that do not belong. That is how the earth was created.
And this is where the story begins.
Why the hatred?
A thousand-year fuel that doesn’t seem to erase, as time goes on, the fire within the flame only enlights.
It started with a mourning wife, a mother who lost her child; given a new life in the form of a blood pack by a hooded figure. Changing her name to The Red Queen, her anger covered the town that had forsaken her family, and her creatures soaked the land with blood. They called her the devil.
Yet, she escaped, her anger demolished, and she sought out into the world; what is her purpose in life? Still grieving, she would collect those who are unfortunate. Orphaned children from war, sick who are about to die, and those who were done wrong.
Family is what she made as time went on, filling up her broken heart, they’ll call her mother and lived inside a castle to shy away from the humans. Drinking the blood of livestock they’ve raised and swore never the humans.
Life, of course, turned to worse when the humans feared them; a bishop who falsely claimed, making up stories, blaming them, and pointing figures at wrongs. Even calling them Vampires. They were innocent, but war broke out when the humans killed innocent children. Angered by the treatment and the bold actions, The Red Queen and her children fight, and march alongside her forces.
The victory was obvious on their side, there was no way a mortal human could kill them…. So they thought, the weapons they held burned into their skin, killing hundreds of them. The Red Queen herself was slain, her head cut off by a sword, but quick to think, her children carried her severed head.
Knowing well she’ll be back. For you see, even if she was cut, once the body was reattached to the head, she’d be back.
None was spared, except one. The last remanding of their kind, the last vampire, carrying the head of their queen.
Humans were victorious, but the war didn’t stop from there, they sought out more. Knowing well the world had creatures made from the devil.
The war went on for 80 years….
Humans were once again the victors, and once capturing the creatures; the women were killed off, knowing well it would stop them from reproducing and the men were treated as slaves.
The Slaves escaped into the new world across the ocean, only but a few survived, emerging with the natives and living in hatred towards the humans.
Humans, after all, are the enemy.
world building words:
Half-blood- This is a term of a word that is used for any half mixed-blood children, A taboo among society as a whole and mostly reserved for human/supernatural born. They are very rare in the world and are usually looked at as low life and bottom of the food chain.
Changers- A term used for a human who is bitten by a supernatural which ends up making them become one, these are very rare. (Ex: a Vampire changing a human into a vampire by biting, also the same for a werewolf.) They are stronger than humans, but won’t be as strong as the original.
Bureau of Protection Forces (BPF)- A group of individuals, commanded by the government, who set out to slaughter supernatural creatures, they are usually folks whose families died or were affected by the species. Setting up Vendetta and would stop at nothing. Some are interested in entertainment and others are keen on murder, they are blood-thirsty killers who have no remorse for the Supernaturals.
Ballistae Division- The main group from BPF.
Vermiculo- A group of mafia vampires/Werewolves (mostly also with other different supernaturals aiding them) who are much like the BPF in wanting to wipe out the humans. They are led by the Red Queen herself and are involved in a very twisted war due to a certain demon’s influence.
lotus- A drug that enhances the ability towards supernaturals and harm to humans. (One calls it to blossom like a lotus with adrenaline.) The drug itself is too addictive and would cause bloody harm to the body, when consumed too much, it could kill its host in a matter of seconds.
abiliter: A Group of humans with supernatural abilities are called abiliters, there is no possible reason behind how they got the ability, but once they’re born and once at age 5 the ability shows. These are rare people, much like how mutation works, and usually, in the media, it’s called mutants, but in this world, they’re just called differently.
About Umbragate agency:
The supernatural agency, also known as Umbragate agency, is a group of individuals who are an independently established organization (with a little help from the government), their job is to keep an eye out for the criminal supernaturals lurking to harm individuals, would it be humans or supernatural like. Ever since the criminal gangs known as the vermiculo appeared during the 20s with their drug, lotus, which enhances the ability towards supernaturals and harm to humans. Only to give a handful of trouble among the race, although Vermiculo went underground and was considered missing for a few years before reappearing in recent modern years. The drug seemed to spread across the world for any individuals who are looking for a thrill. The drug itself is too addictive and would cause bloody harm to the body, when consumed too much, it could kill its host in a matter of seconds. In order to stop this from continuing, humans decided to shake hands with the supernaturals in cooperate in a team to solve the coming doom.
Umbragate agency's Job titles:
Hunters: Hunters are usually the ones that would go out and deal with any necessary jobs. Usually the main job for the UA group. Tracking down and erasing any individuals who try to harm the balance in society. (Ex. Edward is a hunter)
Cleaners: The clean-up crews. Fixing the city when it is broken due to the fight against the hunters and the enemies and or erasing memories. The relief (much like medics) would join here; the mission is to help anyone who is traumatized.
Slayers: Another clean-up crew. Usually deals with infections and most who are in this group die during their missions. If there is an infestation of creatures that need to be eliminated, Slayers would be sent there.
"the hell are you watching some hospital shit, anyways?? Our lives are already a fucking hospital." He's shifting against the restraints, feeling a bit uncomfortable.
"I don't wanna talk about it..." not mugged more like dealt with some evil gremlin creatures that liked to be tricksters.
"Oh! I see you and Blake are back to normal." Yue snaps his eyes back up to Ed's, playing it off casually. "Sorry, thought I saw a bug on your shirt. You're in the clear though! My mistake.
I'm Yuèlǐng, but you can just call me Yue if it's easier. Nice to meet you."
"Blake and me??" He paused, recounting what happened few weeks ago with a snort, "I guess so. Since I did fucking killed that witch for changing our bodies." The half breed nonchalantly shrugged as if killing was normal to him.
"You didn't caused blake any harm, did ya?? My fucking body was sore after that shit." He'd give a slight glare, "Edward." Was all he's gonna get.
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