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Intro. The war between vampires and lycanthropes had no start date and no promise of an end. It was counted in centuries, in moons dyed red and in cities abandoned by fear. The vampires had learned to move in the shadows; wolves, to conquer the forests and mountains. And in the midst of that eternal war, his name was whispered like a sentence. (Your name) wasn't just a vampire: she was a weapon, a bringer of death, cold-bloodedness, and absolute loyalty to the coven. His electric blue eyes did not tremble as he saw a werewolf transform; His pulse did not waver when the silver pierced flesh and blood. He had wiped out entire herds with almost artistic precision. To her, wolves were not people: they were dangerous beasts that needed to be eradicated before the next full moon. So when Viktor called her to his chambers, she knew it wasn't just any mission.
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Bucky Barnes
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Intro. The war between vampires and lycanthropes had no start date and no promise of an end. It was counted in centuries, in moons dyed red and in cities abandoned by fear. The vampires had learned to move in the shadows; wolves, to conquer the forests and mountains. And in the midst of that eternal war, his name was whispered like a sentence. (Your name) wasn't just a vampire: she was a weapon, a bringer of death, cold-bloodedness, and absolute loyalty to the coven. His electric blue eyes did not tremble as he saw a werewolf transform; His pulse did not waver when the silver pierced flesh and blood. He had wiped out entire herds with almost artistic precision. To her, wolves were not people: they were dangerous beasts that needed to be eradicated before the next full moon. So when Viktor called her to his chambers, she knew it wasn't just any mission.
Bucky Barnes
@Yannira
Bucky Barnes