The Past Privileged

Prologue1

Would evil overcome love or consume each memory that keeps people alive?2

Chapter 13

A new Surrounding4

With the cool blood trickling over his frozen dismembered body, slowly and silently melting away his last frozen heart beat. The trail of blood dripping off the glacier’s icicles like rouge eclipse. His frozen body sliding down, the snowy crevasse, into a pool of white dust.5

Slowly walking over the dismembered body a cry of thunder let the alpha know that a deed was done, with a bolt of lightening a mysterious dark shadow flickered in the twilight sky. If the dawn should open up the real world, hell itself would be heaven. As the world spun, the alpha fed upon his prey and the leeches sucked upon the human’s blood. The human’s flesh scattered upon the derelict ground stained like a burden never to be removed, the blood seeping through the so called leeches teeth with uncontaminated reserved drips, all but one sits there listening to the snarls of the great beasts, friends or enemies they have one thing in common, do they have to trust one another.6

The two unwanted turned their backs to their covens and packs all but at last to see into their new moon race with teeth that shone in the dark and claws that could penetrate any human’s heart. No one or god knew that they would see into their shadowy misted lives their torture and their sorrow which each fed the other. A mystifying name that only one could spell and only one could see, fell upon each other to decide, would it be Sam or Faith? But a name for them both is Phylistria which means alone but together.7

Chapter 28

Bonds of the world9

With an earth quaking shake the bonds of human and animals shattered leaving nothing but a soul rising experience to commence. The beasts feeling the bonds breaking let out a howl of relief. It was now final; they could take a human’s conscience. A new age was beginning; but they were dead and would never return.10

His coarse fur, glistening in the midnight sun leaving the scene, a trail of blood dripping of his wet silky mane. A mane that could only open ones dreams, ones past and only ones love life and future. Phylistrians could only be the ones that could consume other memories and lives. The two had to become one. Enemies or friends pack or coven they had to trust one another.11

When all is going on a triumph alpha howls at the setting sun. He who has fallen will never rise again. The ones in the grey darkness disappeared never to march again, slowly cramming blood down through his veins when his coven runs faster and faster through the crowded woods. Wood! Surrounded! No breathing, no heart beat, no soul, trapped. Trapped! Unconscious! But alive!12

Chapter 313

Human expense14

The bonds are breaking falling apart, snapping like twigs. Is this a new day and age? Is this war? I can hear wolves and snarls but not animal but human. Not close human, mystifying and devilish, soft, gentle but with eyes of pure amber. 15

Screaming, waiting to be executed, limbs being torn into fibre shreds, grasping while the helpless bodies get chucked away but nothing was wasted not even the clasping of a babies grip.16

We used to have armies to protect us. The gun fire, ash, disaster and finally protection were everyone’s last hope, binding our hopes and dreams to survive. Our people, the people, us used to be the ones saving the animals before they got decapitated by a car, driving fast, not fast, extremely fast not opening their eyes at a moments pace. Only if we had slowed down, stopped, I don’t think that they would have changed.17

Chapter 418

The meeting19

With the pure red lipstick staining his lips the night god leapt with grace and enthusiasm, his strength was growing. Faster, growing, reaching his full potential. He will show his coven that he was meant to be, he was the son. Gradually, lifting his silent head his eyes shone darkly in the moon lit sky a pure amber of a bewildering gold like ingots at the bottom of the sea.20

The shadows walking down the tree like ants in marching form surrounded the new vampire legend. He jumped leaving no minions as he was alone, wandering tightly between the torn tattered branches.21

Chapter 522

The meeting23

Human’s, packs, covens’ humans, packs covens humans, packs and covens. Sitting still, with their silky smooth skin, sharp against their strewn hair. Staring, smirking, smiling, and looking. They were all there looking at each other. Its torture, nothing was right, all I could see was animals and monsters. Not to be unfair but they were hideous. Animals are alright but humans are huge, all they did was eat; stuffing their faces with fat. I don’t even drink animal blood and they are terrifying me, they call us monsters.24

I don’t know what they smell but to me it’s fear. We are all here for no reason and I’m hungry, so famished, dying. The leech knows it; I can smell his appreciation for pure greed.25

Ha. I’m the almighty, I can rule the world and no-one can stop me. How many vampires can there be? Can they really come out in the day? 26

The human child rules the planet, no dogs smelling damp. He’s alone, no pack to protect him. His eyes are blue, not grey, his eyes are gold not hazel. Is this right?27

Pacing quietly around the undergrowth, the wolf let out a great snarl from his throat. With a dissatisfying groan the two Phylistrians declared war on humanity.28

I think I won, they re going off together. Strange aren’t they meant to be enemies?29

Chapter 630

Partnership31

Walking off into a darkened cave the pack and covens argued until they met an agreement. They would attack, they would over run, and together they would be free. Freedom! Partnership! They know right from wrong even if means betrayal of 1000 years of family dedication and protection. To trust is another emotion hurdles to overcome monsters to see and people to be.32

Getting into two groups with a plan at the ready, weapons are no object the fighters heal and will keep on marching with the shadows and ghosts by their sides, their eyes won't fall. When the red morning sky shone deeply down on the path of glory leading the way of which no man should leave after an epidemic of disaster, darkness and dread.33

They were waiting, crouching, prowling, and marching they white horses on top of the hill looking down at us. Would their partnership work? Would the world be able to cope? Is humanity really all there or are we a dream dying slowly in our own imagination? Today is a new beginning, an end with a middle like a book waiting to be written and read. They braced themselves with guns of war, we are ready to fight.34

Chapter 735

Dawn waits36

War will not sleep but they will eat. Corpses won't rot after a terrible execution; creatures won't crawl after the mangled bodies, helplessly being dragged away. The past can't see what they once had. The vampires won't die through stakes or fire; the wolves can only die by a vampire attack. The humans have armour, shields and weapons to run attack and scream. Screaming the act like they are being hunted, slowly sinking into a marsh of left over blood and muscle. They have no idea what they are up against, what the present is, what the future holds and now what they wished had changed. Rich and poor would only be able to overcome if they learnt to work together.37

The two Phylistria's joined at the front line both with growls in their throat. They had started the war and were waiting to die. Vampires could kill both; wolves could kill on any command. Would they die before the humans? Could their race be saved? Two friends still with no name, leading a war, waiting to die, are hoping to be saved by a miracle. You don't believe in miracles do you? Chance, chance is all there is and all that there will be for a moment.38

The clamant sky rises as the noir sky sinks to the end of the earth. Dawn arrives.39

Chapter 840

Leave no survivors41

It started and oh good, dawn shines the whole light on who they really are. They aren't asleep when the sun is up; they're not craving our blood or animals. They drink blood but their own, quite disgusting really. Not pleasant but I guess it is the way they live, people eat dogs.42

3,2,1. That's it we are going to run right out through the woods, get them confused and lost and we'll hunt them like the foal smelling creatures that they are.43

The Phylistria's were ready, the packs were as the covens and the humans lined up like 30 white horses on a hill. 3, 2, 1 go and the war should leave no survivors even the dead who are walking can fall silently in a forest.44

Gun shots were trying to penetrate their hearts but the mattered bullet slid to a quiet stop and drop to unarm no creature or vampire. A 30% chance was that the humans were going to die and a 60% chance that the Phylistrians knew what their names were going to be. Claws were slashing at the humans gut and the vampires slicing peoples throat's with their blood knighted teeth. 45

For days the war drained lives of the cursed and seeped life and distinguished laughter into their unforeseen souls. Finally when two men stood in the battle field back to back with Treasure on one side and Passion to the left they dropped their guns with no mercy or regret to loosing to their worst nightmares.46

Chapter 947

Naming48

The war had been won by the creatures that stood together and overcame their weaknesses of trusting. The two names that they had thought of were Treasure and Passion with one meaning and one meaning only was love. If you are different or the same the two Phylistria's found that if you try you can love and something will be found, something will be overcome.49

If the packs and covens could accept the names then they would have protectors and a family like friends slowly joining your group meeting new people. If nothing would be of these two would their path shine light on their new adventure.