The Twilight Saga

Banner by Anna, the writer

Banner by Angel, from TFG!


In a world where mythical creatures live, there's a dark demon named Amaranth. She has the one single goal of taking over the realm as her own. The problem is, she's dark and terribly evil. Though, in her mind she sees her way as right. The hunters, children of the angel Libbitina, are out to destroy Amaranth, and her dark clan.


We'll never be the same in this realm of dark choices...


Index (click on the chapter to go to the chapter!)

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5


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Chapter 1

I walked through the forest with deep red eyes. My eyes scanned the area around me as I made my way along. A deep sigh of delight exited my lips as I sensed fear all around me. I chuckled darkly, an evil and bloodstained smirk appearing upon my lips. I continued along, feeling my daggers appear in my hands within' moments. It's hilt was like a snake, and then it's blade was pure black. When looking close at the blade it could seem almost as if there were screaming souls flowing on it's surface like water. I twirled them in my hands, laughing quietly. Soon, I saw  puny and useless elf standing on my path. "Let me taste your soul," I murmured, smirking. The elf turned around taking a step back. It was a useless step, really. My black wings shot up in the sky, and then wrapped around the elf. I pulled the elf to me. "Your soul will be a devine addition to my collections," I murmured, using the tip of one of the daggers to push the elf's hair from it's face. As the blade touched its skin, a long line of blood appeared. I laughed. With my other blade I peirced it into the elf's stomach with  dark and amused laugh. The elf screamed, blood pouring from the gash and making a pool at it's feet. I yanked up with the blade, revealing a gaping hole in it's skin. It's body went limp in my wings. My wings released it, letting it fall to the ground.


I outstretched my hand, snake slithering on the forest floor. They slithered all over the elf, their eyes glowing like fresh blood. They ate the elf, literally. I laughed darkly, nothing left of the elf. The snakes then turned to me, slithering up my legs and all over me. They began dissolving into my skin. Literally. I moaned with pleasure as my wings went limp. I moaned again and sighed, feeling power enter my veins. My eyes closed and I knelt on the ground in an arch. The snakes continued to cover me, and then dissolving into my skin. Some went into my mouth, and into me. I laughed with pleasure and then the actions ended. My eyes opened, pupils in dark slits.


I finally stood, feeling new power pulsing through my veins. A new dying soul to my death daggers. They disappeared from my hands. My wings folded easily on my back. I turned, and there stood Shawn, one of the boys from the castle. "Are you done?" he asked me. I nodded and made my way over. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him lightly and felt his hands on my waist. I laughed quietly and with the swipe of my hand I sliced a cut into his neck. My tongue traced the line, tasting his blood. "You give me power," I whispered. He laughed quietly. He had the blood like a snake. I stepped back, smirking. I side stepped, transporting us to the castle. I didn't really have a love for anyone. I was very seductive, killing for pleasure.


I turned, making my way down the halls of my castle, and into my own room. Once I walked inside I walked over to  mirror and stood there looking at myself. Blood soaked the front of my long and beautiful dress. "Come, my children," I whispered. I heard hisses as snakes came from the windows and into the room. They encircled me, eminating with power. I laughed quietly, bending down and picking out up. I lifted it to my lips, kissing it's head. It wriggled in my hands and then slithered into my mouth. I swallowed, feeling it within' me. I laughed. A dark and evil creature I was.


I stood up, feeling my bottom half begin to change. My legs going together and scales growing on my skin. I sighed quietly pleasure as the snakes began to feed on my legs. A dark and cruel laugh escaped my lips as my legs began to grown longer. My wings wrapped around my body as I closed my eyes. The snakes wrapped around me, biting my skin and drawing blood. My legs continued to change and morph, growng together and getting longer, until the process ended and there was no longer legs, but a long snake trunk. I went to the ground, releasing my wings as the snakes slithered over me and dissolving into my skin, and I opened my mouth some entering my mouth and into my body giving me power. I licked my lips closing my eyes.


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"She's killed another," Fawn whispered as she knelt down to the ground and touched the spot where the elves body had been. She sighed quietly and whispered, "She must be stopped..." She stood up, and the hunters around her nodded, totally agreeing.


"But how, Fawn?" a boy whispered. Fawn sighed and shrugged.


"That I do not know, Gregory..." He nodded, disappointed. "But what I do know is if she isn't stopped soon, her power will grow to be too much...Then it will be and impossibility to be able to stop her." Everyone murmured amongst themselves, knowing it would be a Hell if the demoness continued on. "She'll be stopped one way or another...She'll be stopped."

Chapter 2

Fawn sighed quietly and with frustration. These stupid excuses for hunters would never capture the snake queen if they continued joking round when it was time for training. She growled beneath her breath and made her way over to the small table at which the others were sitting. "C'mon, up now, we can't just keep waiting forever," Fawn told them. They sighed and moaned, though Gregory was the only one who got up willingly and was ready to go in moments. Gregory ended up getting the others to come along on a training session in the forest.


Fawn led the group through the halls of their small house, slipping her sword into her sheath as she did so. She glanced behind her, seeing them following shortly behind. She pulled her long red-orange hair up into a pony tail. Finally they all reached two huge double doors that were devine in appearance. Fawn pushed them open which revealed the forest. The forest, ws the snake queens domian. Gregory was at her side, his bow and arrows in his hand immediately for protection. "Aaron, you watch the southern areas," Gregory told one of the boys. Aaron nodded, taking the southern position, and as he did, the two others took their positions. There was only five hunters in all, but they were a strong and handy bunch.


"Wait, stop," Fawn murmured as her eyes scanned the forest. A soft breeze blew and it reeked of snake and blood. "She's here..." Fawn muttered angrily. She wouldn't want to fight the snake queen now of all times. The hunters weren't ready for it yet. Out of the shadows stepped the snake queen. My long tangled hair flowing. An evil smirk was upon my face. Around me laid a snake. It was wrapped around my neck, down my torso, and then around one of my legs.


"I see you have come to play," I whispered, giggling with delight. I touched the ground and as I did snakes began slithering all out of the shadows, around the hunters until they were trapped with no where to go. I smirked evily. "This will be a fun game."


Fawn growled beneath her breath, seeing all of the snakes. They weren't ready for this yet! She growled beneath her breath, unsheathing her sword as she pointed her long sword at the snake queen. "Be gone, Amaranth, this is not your place!" I laughed at her words, and walked over, the snakes parting to let me through. I stood facing Fawn, none of the hunters daring to come in between.


I lifted her chin with one, cold, long finger. "One day I will taste you, too," I chuckled, smirking a dark, and horrific smirk. I ran the finger up along her face, and then struck down, drawing a long line of blood on her cheek. I ran my finger along the line, and brought it to my lips. A long, serpent tongue wrapped around my finger. When I smiled, it revealed long snake fangs. I laughed and said, "Your day will come, Fawn." I laughed once more, disappearing in a whirl of the wind. As did the snakes, too.

Chapter 3

I reappeared in the castle, my eyes holding a great sign of amusemant within them. I found it funny that the hunters could even think they were strong enough to go against me. They were only children of an angel, and I myself (believed) I was like the goddess in the flesh. "Idiots," I muttered beneath my breath as I stared out the window. A huge, blood red moon was in the sky. Just another sign of my great power at which I had.


I chuckled beneath my breath, and strode over to one of the sofas. I sat down on it, and a large snake slithered through an open window and over to me. It patted its head and began stroking it as it rested around me. This realm would be mine soon... And soon I would move to the next and take that realm, too. Idiot of hunters! They were useless and should just give up as it is. They had no use to the realm with me here. They couldn't stop me. Any of them! I smirked darkly at the intriguing thought.


I looked up, hearing some one coming. As my serpent tongue flicked out to taste the air, I could tell that it was one from my Clan. One that I treated like my "second" actually. I waited for her to come inside, I didn't open doors for anyone. I hardly ever showed mercy, either. The harsh smell of blood filled the air, and my head tilted to the side as I watched the door. The huge double doors flew open, and in came Sophia, blood pouring from her neck.


"Mistress," Sophia moaned, falling to the ground and coughing up blood. What had happened? I wondered. As if she had heard my thoughts she murmured, "The hunters came after me..." she whispered. I could almost sense that she was beginning to loose herself. I chuckled. I guessed, it was time that she then earns her other half. I smirked a dark, evil smirk.


I stood up, and as I did my long trunk formed. Slowly, getting longer and longer. It lashed out, wrapping around her, and pulled her to me. Wings struck out through my back, making blood well up at where they had sliced through my skin. I chuckled beneath my breath. My wings brought her forward and I bent down and drank the blood that was at her neck. I ran my finger over the wound, and it sealed. I held my hand out, and a snake slithered over and bit into my wrist. I let it drink for a moment before I held my wrist to Sophia's lips. "Drink, princess," I murmured. She nodded, and hesitated for a moment before she began to drink. I waited a few moments, as I sensed that she was getting stronger and stronger.


"You have tasted my blood, Sophia... Now you may be able to take a true Clan form..." I whispered to her. I let her go, returning back to normal now. "Let your snake side show," I ordered. She nodded, and I could tell she was concentrating hard. She moaned, falling to the floor as her legs gave away and were starting to form together. I laughed with a dark happiness as I watched. The power in the air was strong, and it made me smile.  Sophia finally took her entire form, and she pulled herself up.


"Thank you, Mistress," she said. I nodded.


"Now the hunters shall never attack you... Well, they will. But this time, you can take them," I told her. She nodded, smirking, too.


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Fawn stood there, completely dumb founded. The other hunters, stood there too. "Fawn, are you okay?" Gregory asked, looking her over worriedly. Fawn nodded, her hand reaching up to her cheek. There was no sign of the scratch there, the only remnants seemed to be a scar. She shivered, not liking this one bit. Out of the shadows, she heard some one coming. They all turned in the same motion, seeing Sophia.


"You will not order my Mistress," Sophia yelled. She growled, pulling out a dagger. Being "in the zone" Fawn was not going to let Sophia harm one of her hunters. She ran through the others, with the agility of their angel, and pulled two daggers from their sheaths at her hips. She screamed once and slashed them at the womans neck. Sophia screamed, staggering back.


"Tell your stupid Mistress that the war has only just began," Fawn said, and spat at the ground as she stared at Sophia. Sophia gulped, staggering back and running into the forest, back to the castle and to her Mistress. She only hoped that Amaranth would save her.


Fawn stood there, watching as Sophia disappeared into the forest. Fawn placed her daggers back into their sheaths and turned to the hunters. "We need to get back to the hide out immediately. This is going to be far worse than planned," she said. They all nodded, heading through the forest. Gregory lagged behind as if there was something wrong. He couldn't even explain it himself. He shook his head, and continued behind Fawn towards their home.

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Chapter 4

Both Sophia and I whirled around at the sound of the doors opening once again. A familiar figure stood in the doorway, a man by the name of Aireah. My brother. I smirked and said, "Brother," aloud as I walked over to him and embraced him in a hug. He returned my hug, and kissed my neck lightly where my blood flowed. I chuckled beneath my breath and stepped back. His tongue lashed out, tasting the air. He turned his gaze towards Sophia, and to me he said, "I see you have a member."


I nodded and replied, "Yes... She was just attacked by the hunters, and I decided to give her a full form." Aireah nodded, stroding over to Sophia. He pulled up her hand at her side, and kissed its top. He couldn't help but admit she smelled quite devine. He made a note in his mind that at some point he would have to taste her blood.


"Then why not go after the hunters? Show them why not to mess with your Clan, sister," Aireah replied, turning towards me. I thought about that thoroughly, and smirked.


"As long as you stay, dear brother."


"Of course," Aireah returned. I nodded and turned towards the door. I could still smell the hunters, they weren't very far away. We could still catch them easily. My wings lashed out, and I turned towards Sophia and Aireah. They came forward, and my wings touched their shoulders. I closed my eyes, and chuckled beneath my breath. A harsh wind blew through the doors, the sound of screaming souls. And when it was over and I opened my eyes we were standing behind the hunters.


"It seems you attacked the princess... The consequence you shall pay," I said aloud. They froze, and turned around to face me. Fawn stood at the forefront, eyes completely narrowed.


"You will do nothing to me, Amaranth," Fawn said aloud. I rolled my eyes. She thought she could be defended against me! Silly girl! What a fool she was. I laughed in full amusemant and stepped forward. I lifted my hand and pointed towards Fawn. Snakes slithered from the shadows, and went to her. They surrounded her, excluding her from the protection of the hunters. I smirked.


"Do not challenge me, girl," I told her. Fawn growled, but she was totally defenseless. The snakes were slowly beginning to wrap around her, making her unable to move. I walked forward, standing directly in front of her and my face to hers. "I keep my promises... I will taste your blood," I said, I leaned down towards her neck, about to taste it, when I heard one of the hunters scream out.


"Wait! Take me, don't hurt Fawn!" Gregory screamed, stepped forward. No... He wouldn't let Fawn be touched by that filthy woman! No, not a woman.. That beast! I turned around, looking at the boy with amused eyes. He told me to take him, not have him. So, it shall be then. I dropped Fawn and walked over to the Gregory boy.


"You should be more careful with your words, boy," I told him as I stood face to face with him. Fawn stood where she had been, released by the snakes now but frozen from being so dumbfounded. I saw a small sign of confusion in Gregory's eyes. "You shall be of the clan, now. My venom will enter your blood stream and you shall take the change. That is your sacrifice for me sparing Fawn. Would you still like me to spare her, now that you know what shall be done?" He nodded, and I smiled. "Good then... This will only hurt, a lot..." He gulped and I smiled


"Relax, boy," I ordered. My wings struck out, bringing him towards me. My long snake trunk slowly formed and wrapped around him. I leaned forward and whispered into his ear, "You'll see the light of my way soon enough..." I went to his neck now, kissing where his blood flowed similiar to how Aireah had done to myself earlier. My fangs elongated in my mouth, venom lathered over them. I chuckled, and bit down into his neck. The boy didn't scream, oddly enough. Impressive... I thought to myself. My coil tightened around him as sweet blood flowed into my mouth. I could taste it... He had remnants of snake blood, one of his family had been of the Clan in the past. This would only make his change all the more interesting.


As I drank, something hard ran into me. I was flung away from the boy, who was now left lying on the cold ground. As I brought myself together and raised up, I saw Tempest. One who had left the Clan because of my ways. She had joined the hunters in the quest to destroy the Clan. I growled. "Tempest, this is not your battle," I growled. Tempest's eyes narrowed as if she were seeing something totally different.


"Your damn wrong it isn't!" Tempest yelled. I chuckled, rolling my eyes.


"Fool, you should have come back when you had the chance!" I laughed, and my laugh echoed through the forest. As it did, the figures of Aireah, Sophia, Gregory, and myself all disappeared back into the castle, away from the hunters.


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Fawn was on her knees, eyes wide with sorrow and pure hatred. "No, Gregory, no," she whispered beneath her breath. It was barely audible, only Tempest would hear. Tempest turned coming over and kneeling down beside Fawn sympathetically.


"He did it for you," Tempest whispered to Fawn, her hand rubbing her shoulder soothingly. Fawn shook her head in frustration.


"But Amaranth took him! He- He's one of them now!"


"One of them? I used to be one of them," Tempest replied.


"I didn't mean it like that..." Fawn said quietly.


"I know you didn't. I'm just pointing that out. He could come back to us, Fawn. You have to remember that... He could come back to us..." Tempest sighed, her eyes going towards the sky. She stared at the red moon with angered eyes. She totally doubted her statement, though. Gregory was gone, and her had snake blood. It was awakened now, it would probably never sleep again. If they thought the war had already started, they were sadly mistaken. This wasn't even the beginning.

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I'll get up Chapter 5 later tonight when I'm not as busy . :3

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Chapter 5

Shawn would be mad at me, I knew it. He was my mate, the King Cobra. The other leader of the Clan. I sighed, shaking my head as I stood in the hallway. My tongue flicked out, tasting the air. The boy was still going through the change... In a few moments, though he would awaken with a thirst for blood. I chuckled, it was dark and evil. My plan, was sinister and the boy wouldn't know it was coming for him. Oh, I should have thought of this a long time ago! Shawn was starting to become quite useless.


I turned and began walking down the hall towards the main room. As I entered Sophia said, "His change is over, Mistress." I nodded and turned towards the boy. His eyes were beginning to open and I smirked. I could practically sense that his thirst was welling up. Interesting, I must say. I walked over and he looked up to me, his anger he had had before was now replaced with happiness.


"You have saved me," he said. His snake blood had been awakened, and now it would never sleep again. He saw the light of my ways now that he was changed. That, made me happy. Now with one that used to be of the hunters, it seemed it would be easier to take the nuisances down easier now. I smirked at that thought. I watched Gregory for a moment, thought about my plan, and decided to carry through with it.


"Are you thirsty, Gregory?" I asked him. Gregory nodded, the burning in his throat now calling out that I had pointed it out. I held out my hand, and one of my daggers appeared in it. I closed my eyes and ran it's edge across the side of my neck where the blood flowed. The cut began swelling with blood and the dagger in my hand disappeared. "Drink then, Gregory. Drink as your desire..." Gregory hesitated, before he leaned forward and his lips touched my neck. My blood began to flow into his mouth and as the delicious taste of my most divine blood entered, his arms outstretched and pulled me closer to him.


Sophia stood there, watching not saying a word. Jealousy was evident in her eyes as she did so. Her mistress hadn't let her drink from her until only today... Yet she was letting this boy who had only just become one of them drink from her? This was absurd! Sophia held back a growl in her chest. She reminded herself that her mistress probably had a plan, and that she wouldn't go against what her mistress wanted. As she thought about it she realized something; this Gregory boy would get a true form! She could sense the power emminating through the air, and it frustrated her. Whatever was happening, she would have to remember that her mistress was at work for a bigger plan.


Pleasure coarsed through my body as he drank. That was the one good thing that came when the blood was taken by us, there was always pleasure. I could feel a smile on Gregory's lips as he drank. He finally pulled away, kissing the wound so that it closed beneath its touch. "You are very delicious," he noted, letting go of me. I chuckled for a moment.


"My blood contains power, my Gregory. Power at which you now weald since you have tasted it," he listened carefully to me, "this means you now have the power to take a full Clan form..."


"How may I take this form?" he asked me, curious. Good... he wanted it. This was going exactly how I wanted it to go.


"There's no need to concentrate on anything, all you must do is just let yourself be lost in your true self," I replied easily. He nodded again, taking it all in. "Until then, I am going to my room now. I shall see you soon, young Gregory..." I stood up now, leaving the room and walking down the hall towards my own. My plan was underway, and no one could change what was to happen. I chuckled, seeing everything beginning to work before me.


Aireah and Sophia watched as Amaranth went down the hall and towards her own room. "Looks like my sister always has something up her sleeve," Aireah said, watching the boy named Gregory with interest. "Who would've known that a hunter would have turned out so well?" Aireah shrugged, as Sophia still had a hard gaze at Gregory.


"I say we go hunt while the boy gets used to his surroundings," Sophia suggested, just wanting to get out of the castle for awhile. Aireah nodded.


"Very well, princess. Let the boy do what ever," Aireah replied with a shrug of his shoulders. He turned towards the door, and opened it for her. Sophia followed, glad that Aireah had agreed. Though she didn't know the mistress's brother, she had decided that she should. It seemed he would be around for quite a long while, and she did not want to let herself loose her high position. She continued towards forest that was only a few steps away when she felt herself being frozen in place. Frozen in place by beautiful obsidian wings. She turned around to see Aireah smiling down at her.


"To be quite honest, I didn't really want to hunt," Aireah stated, "to taste you is what I truly desire." Without further warning he knelt down and bit into her neck. His wings pulled her even closer to him as her blood filled his mouth, tasting ever so delicious to him. Sophia began to go limp, so he caught her with his strong arms. She moaned a bit, eyes closing. He continued to drink, her blood tasting to very good. He almost couldn't stop it was so good. Finally making himself he pulled back, his hand caressing along the wound and it sealed. "Drink from me, Princess... And you can have wings," he murmured into her ear. She nodded, and bit into his neck, his divine blood flowing in. It was as good as her mistress. She felt power welling through her entire body, it was absolutely magnificent! "That is enough," Aireah finally said. Sophia pulled away, licking her lips clean of the blood.


"How may I find my wings, Aireah?" she asked, looking up at him. Aireah stepped back and said, "It will be very painful your first time, I must warn you. But, you have to let me slice your back so that they may come out." Eager, Sophia turned around. Her back was already bare from the kind of dress that she was wearing. Aireah pulled a dagger from a sheath at his waist and whispered, "take a deep breath." She did so, holding it and closing her eyes. She gritted her teeth, ready. In two swift movements Aireah slices an X between her shoulder blades. Blood drizzled down and her ripped the bottom part of his shirt, and wiped it away.


"Feel your wings, princess," he murmured. She opened her eyes, looking up towards the blood red moon. Very slowly, she felt something like a million dagger inching out of her back. It was an odd feeling, and she had to admit it hurt. Since Aireah had sliced her back, it didn't hurt as much though. The searing pain from the slicing was already beginning to go away. Finally out all the way, she flexed her newly found wings. "Their beautiful," Aireah murmured, smiling darkly at his work. Sophia nodded, pulling them in and folding them easily on her back.


"Yes, they are... And now helping our queen rule the realms will be even easier with the Clan growing so much more in power..." she chuckled, smirking darkly.


Chapter 6

Gregory wandered the halls of the large castle, glancing around with interest. He wondered where the queen stayed... Her blood was so magnificent, if only he could have one more taste. He sighed quietly at the very thought of that sweet liquid entering his mouth and soothing the thirst that he was feeling so badly now. He shook his head for a moment, continuing to walk down the hall with a thoughtful glance. He froze, sensing some one behind him.


"Hello, Gregory," I whispered, placing one of my hands on his shoulder. I could feel him shiver at my touch, which made me laugh quietly beneath my breath. "I need you to do something for me..." he nodded, "I need you to go kill Shawn. He is useless to me..." He turned towards me now.


"Anything for you, my queen," he murmured, placing his hand on my cheek. He lowered it, grasping my hand and kissing the top of it. A dagger appeared in my hand now.


"Take this, you will need it," I added. He nodded, and took the dagger into his own hand. He turned down the hall and he looked around for a moment. His tongue flicked out, tasting the air. He could taste that Shawn was near. He turned down one of the halls, and halted at a door. He took a deep breath, his fingers gripping the dagger's hilt so much more now. His hand went up to the door and pushed it open. He walked inside to see Shawn standing at the window, looking out it.


"Who is it?" Shawn whispered quietly, not bothering to look back. Gregory chuckled, watching the king carefully.


"I am Gregory, and I'm going to kill you," Gregory said, cutting to the point. Shawn turned around, laughing. Shawn, very quickly, took a full form. He had beautiful wings, and a long trunk. Gregory rolled his eyes. He smirked, taking his true form for the first time. He didn't have wings though. Shawn watched, astounded.


"You drank from my mate..." Shawn growled, stepping forward. Gregory laughed.


"She wanted me to," he returned, smirking. He slithered forward. Shawn very quickly went to the side, away from Gregory. Gregory rolled his eyes. "Good bye, dear King..." Gregory went quickly in letting his trunk wrap around the bare torso of Shawn, squeezing tightly as to where it made his bones crush. Shawn screamed. Gregory laughed, his blade slicing into the neck of him. Gregory came closer, taking Shawn's blood to the fullest. Gregory let go of Shawn, letting his mangled body fall to the ground. He laughed. "Too easy."


He turned now, not bothering to change back. He made his way into the hall, and saw the queen walking down the hall in the opposite direction. He smiled to himself. He came forward, slowly and quietly. His trunk, in a quick motion wrapped around her. "Your mate didn't sedate my thirst enough, my queen... So now, I must take from you, too," he murmured.


I gasped, almost in shock. No one dared to do that. But, it only made me smirk now. He was doing exactly what I wanted. His trunk tightened around me so that it would be impossible for me to escape, or for me to change myself into a true form. He bent down to my neck, biting into my neck and taking my blood for his own. He squeezed tighter, making my blood come faster. I went limp, not tightening my muscles. "Drink..." I whispered, pleasure coursing through my body. He had so much of me now.


Gregory smirked, the blood tasting amazing. Power was coursing through his blood and was making him stronger with every sip he took. He felt as sharp pain in his back, and tensed his muscles. He felt something as sharp as knives slice through his back... Wings. So much power, gave him these wings. They lashed out, wrapping around Amaranth.


I smirked. "That's enough, Gregory. He pulled away, and turned me towards him. I smiled. "You are now the King Cobra," I whispered. He smiled.


"I know," he replied. He returned to normal, stepping back now. He could do anything, now. Oddly enough, he liked this new found power and wished he had been taken from the hunters much before this.



(I know, short, but I worked fast! Ahaha, I hope you like it!)

I'm working on chapter 7 now. : )


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