The day of the war finally arrived. And they were to meet in a large clearing. Marcellus and his warriors were ready and so was Dimitri and his warriors.
Morgana was to stay back and protect the pack, just Incase Charles sends some of his warriors to the pack and her and her warriors were equally worried.
The full sun was high in the sky, bathing the clearing in an eerie, silver light. The wind blew, carrying the scent of blood and fear across the battlefield. In the center of the clearing, two separate groups of supernatural beings were locked in an epic battle. On one side were the werewolves, their fur shining and their claws extended as they fought to protect their territory. On the other side were a vampire clan, their fangs bared and their eyes glowing with an unnatural light.
The werewolves had an unexpected ally in this fight, to Charles surprise, he saw most of his vampires and Lord Dimitri, but he didn’t care, he was going to kill them all. Lord Dimitri and his vampires had come to the clearing , ready to fight alongside the werewolves and help them to protect their home.
The vampires moved quickly and gracefully, their preternatural speed and agility making them formidable opponents for the members of the rival clan. They moved in packs, slashing and biting with their fangs, and unleashing bursts of supernatural energy against their enemies. Alpha Marcel, Lord Dimitri and their warriors fought with equal ferocity, their claws and teeth tearing into the flesh of their opponents as they fought.
For a while, it seemed that the battle was fairly evenly matched. But then, the vampires made a decisive move. One of their number unleashed a wave of energy that sent the werewolves flying backwards.
Back at the Phoenix pack, the howls of the Phoenix pack rose to the sunny sky, their calls of alarm reverberating off the nearby mountains. The pack was under attack.
Vampires had descended upon the peaceful pack, their sharp claws and glistening fangs ready to reap their victim’s blood. But the Phoenix pack was not without defense.
The Luna of the pack, a strong and witch Morgana and her warriors had prepared for this attack. They had trained in the art of fighting and had outfitted each of them with powerful weapons. When the vampires attacked, the warriors were ready.
The battle that ensued was bloody and gruesome. The claws of the vampires ripped through flesh and bone, the fangs of the vampires suckling on the lifeblood of their victims. But the Luna of the pack and her warriors did not waver. Morgana used her powers to kill vampires quickly and swiftly and then Davina and her witches joined in, killing the vampires as quickly as they came , making them drown in their own blood and burn to asked, snapping their necks and the wolves breaking their bones.
Some of the warriors were not so lucky. Blood stained the ground, and cries of anguish filled the air as the vampires injured them but one of the witch got them, she went ahead with the help of some warriors to heal them as the other witches continued fighting.
The witches and werewolves took out the vampires. The vampires were no match for the courage and strength of the Phoenix pack. In the end, the vampires were defeated and the pack emerged victorious. The Pack hold in victory.
The witches, Morgana and Davina, with few other witches decided to go assist the men at the battle field, Morgana was going to fight alongside her mate.
Back at the battle field, Alpha Marcellus, Lord Dimitri and their warriors got back to their field and as Charles and his warriors wanted to launch another unexpected attack but Morgana and her witches surfaced making a loud noise that made Charles and his vampires ears want to burst. They crumbled to the ground as the witches muttered something moving forward.
Charles was loud enough to improvise and the noise didn’t work on him and he informed other vampires who had survived the attack from the witches. But Charles didn’t want to back down and the war continued.
Morgana turned and winked at her mate, who smirked and together they fought against Charles and his warriors with Lord Dimitri by their side.
Lord Dimitri faced off with his brother and this time around gave him a good beating, he put his anger , disappointment, betrayal into each blow that he gave to Charles who stumble, he sliced through his arms , legs and chest, making Charles groan in pain.
Charles was able to hit Lord Dimitri but it seemed like Charles was playing with his blows and soon Lord Dimitri was able to drag him by his head and slam him on the ground, he then raised Charles up to his level and bit into Charles’ neck, draining Charles and went he was done he used his fangs and cut out Charles’ throat. Lord Dimitri’s brother fell to ground lifeless and the Lord Dimitri growled.
Charles’warriors were still fighting and Lord Dimitri turned to them, “Stop!”, He screamed, ” Bow down to your rightful Lord”, he ordered of them.
The vampires all stopped and turned to Lord Dimitri, the let go of their weapons as they got to their knees and bowed to their Lord, muttering “All hail Lord Dimitri, Lord of the Vampires “.
The werewolves were proud of themselves and Lord Dimitri also, they had fought bravely, even though few were gone and injured, they had done well in getting what they wanted.
Lord Dimitri walked up to Marcellus and his people and thanked them for everything, he said he will be sending gifts and all as a sign of appreciation and the alliance was definitely back.
He also invited them to a party at his Clan tonight to celebrate their victory and alliance once more.
“I hope we won’t see another Charles”, Marcellus jokingly said as all of them laughed.