It had been years now, though it seemed to many that only minutes had ticked by in the fickle hourglass of life.
Caine had left--prompted by the appearance of a strange, otherworldly being. He was a God of Purgatory--a shepard of souls to the place of their judgment. The only thing that could strike anything akin to fear in the heart of one of the worlds oldest living beings.
He had come for what was believed to be the last of her kind--Jury, a Firestarter cursed with powers by False Gods now fallen back to their demonic states. They fed off her kind and in their hay-day had began shaping the world to their liking by using the Firestarters as living sacrifices.
There was only one problem.
On the eve of her death Jury was Turned by the Vampyre Caine. Her curse to the False Gods was broken, but a new one was set upon her.
Too late, unfortunately, to stop the God of Purgatory from coming to claim her. At what should have been the binding touch to bring both into the Netherworld, Judgment was stripped of his power to traverse the world of living and dead--at least, until he could return with the proper soul he had been sent to retrieve.
That had been years ago, when Judgment had chased away Caine--Jury's blood bond and father of her new litter. Now two of those pups remained, and Judgment could already see the growing darkness in the daughter's body.
The False Gods would not be bested yet.
Caine had left--prompted by the appearance of a strange, otherworldly being. He was a God of Purgatory--a shepard of souls to the place of their judgment. The only thing that could strike anything akin to fear in the heart of one of the worlds oldest living beings.
He had come for what was believed to be the last of her kind--Jury, a Firestarter cursed with powers by False Gods now fallen back to their demonic states. They fed off her kind and in their hay-day had began shaping the world to their liking by using the Firestarters as living sacrifices.
There was only one problem.
On the eve of her death Jury was Turned by the Vampyre Caine. Her curse to the False Gods was broken, but a new one was set upon her.
Too late, unfortunately, to stop the God of Purgatory from coming to claim her. At what should have been the binding touch to bring both into the Netherworld, Judgment was stripped of his power to traverse the world of living and dead--at least, until he could return with the proper soul he had been sent to retrieve.
That had been years ago, when Judgment had chased away Caine--Jury's blood bond and father of her new litter. Now two of those pups remained, and Judgment could already see the growing darkness in the daughter's body.
The False Gods would not be bested yet.
((Note to readers: This is a plot I've had in the works for 2 years--so it's had a lot of time to be forgotten and such. If you're curious about any character/event--feel free to PM me and ask away. I love explaining plots and sharing ideas. ^^))