Vampire fic

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Just started it yesterday. The fic is still at prototype stages and has still to be named but Iv almost finnished this part. Please give me your opinions.

'For many centuries vampires of different origins and beliefs have warred against one another. It all started when one order went rogue and aiming for domination over the underworld declared war on other orders but in time the war grew into nothing more than skirmishes of hate, and revenge. Through all this vicious bloodshed many vampires were claimed by the cold hand of death, but that did not make any change. The continuous war raged on between the shadow walkers until recent times when the Scarlet Vampyre Guild was wiped out and we realised our injustices. Now all vampire orders have united and are creating a hybrid of all vampires as our first act of peace...' - Count Arturo Van Roschque of the Wampyre Family

Arturo strode into the dimly lit, red drapped opra hall were all the vampire orders had gathered for the Cross Ceremony. The Cross Ceremony was supposed to be the first step towards peace when the orders shared their blood in the one human vessel, but there was an air of mistrust and uneasyness amoung us.

All of the overlords sat at a round table with a massive pentigram star carved into it with great detail. Their body guards sturdily stood close and alert behind them and surrounding all this were the generals from each society, Arturo walked over and joined his fellow Wampyre generals, Dario Schwartzenchrist and Hans Petrovita. He looked around at the many generals that stood forming a circle around the table. Many of them were once target enemies but now they were going to be allies or at least neutral bodies, it was going to take some getting used to.

Arturo's eyes swept the circle of generals until he came to Hoth 'Beretta' from the Order of the Vampyre. Hoth carried a beretta which he had used to kill many of those close to Arturo, including his love. He had been staring at Arturo since he arrived, waiting, and when he knew that Arturo was staring at him, smirked. A burning hot rage coursed through Arturo's blood, it took everything he had not to make a scene and slash Hoth to pieces for that insult, peace amoung orders or not that dispicable b****** was everntually going to pay with blood and until that day arrived that was all that was on Arturo's mind..

Seth, the overlord of the Black Moon Society, stood up and gestured for everyone present to settle. Once everyone was paying attention the ceremony began. "You all know that on this occaision, we will make a vampire hybrid as our first act of peace." he looked around at everyone present then continued "This hybrid shall be as cunning and mysterious as the Pscycic-Vampyres, as tough and agile as the Wampyres and as lordy and intelligent as the Vampyres. And with the great traits the hoast is about to possess we, the overlords of each order have decided to christen this marvel, the NecroChild," After an orderly applause Seth summond the selected hoast.

The hoast was a young girl, she had milky pale skin and very light brown hair. She walked down the aduience isles of the opra hall with two hooded escourts, probably from the Black Moon Order and proceeded over to the table and was positioned by the escourts at the centre of the table, in the middle of the star.

All eyes were on the human carraige of the Cross as she stood their with her chin up and eyes closed. "May we begin" announced Seth gesturing Vlad, the first son of the infamous Dracula and the overlord of the Order of the Vampyre to go up and in the centre of the pentigram star give her the first kiss.

Vlad calmly rose, stepped up on to the table, walked over to the hoast then knelled. After knelling he rose and gently sank his sharp white fangs into the soft tissue of the hoast's neck. He extracted his fangs then walked back and took his seat. Next, Count Wampyre, overlord of the Wampyre Family (Arturo's order) rose proceeded in the same fashion as Vlad had and bit her on the other side of her neck and when finnished, walked back to his seat. Next in line was Felix, overlord of the Psycic Circle and after her was Cole of the NecroWolf followed by his nemesis Mort of the Dark Crow. Many more overlords performed the ritual until Seth, the last overlord to perform walked up and gave the NecroChild her last kiss.

The human carraige had now become the NecroChild, it was supposed to be our first act of peace but many of us present looked upon her with fear and mistrust.