Red Moon (Paranormal/Mature mix)

Vampires have finnaly won the war over werewolves. James is one of them, and he's not just any werewolf, but the last purebred one. He's been on the run for centuries, when one fateful day, in the middle of him changing into his wolf form when he's the most vulernable, he's caught. He's taken to an auction where vampires now buy werewolves as 'pets' or slaves. What happens when James is bought buy the vampire princess? Will the two hate each other forever, or will they fall in love and end up bringing peace to both species?


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Age-
Gender-
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Name-James
Age-unkown, looks 18
Gender-Male
Species-Werewolf
Master/slave?-Slave
Role-Main guy
Personality-Strong headed, does not follow orders, reckless.
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Can I join? If I can, are you in need of someone to make the princess?

Yeah actually. You're more than welcome.

Name- Amelia
Age- Looks about 18, but is unknown
Gender- Female
Species- Vampire
Master/slave?- Master
Role- Vampire princess
Personality- somewhat heartless, kind of cold, harsh, stubborn, sarcastic
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lol! Yet again I've got to ask, do you want to wait for others, or start?

Start?

*shrugs* Sure! X)

James struggled against his chains as the sealers brought buyers, aka vampires, through the halls with cells on each side, each containing a werewolf. He snarled and growled as he yanked with what strentgh he had left. The other wolves looked at him sadly.

Amelia walked through the halls. Most of the wolves bored her. None of them had the fire that she wanted. She neared one that was struggling and growling. He had the feisty fire she thought would be amusing. She smiled a cold smile and watched him for a moment.

James allowed himself to shift back into his human form, trying to make himself small enough so the chains would slide off, but the chains amazingly resized themselves to his wrist. He continued to struggle though. His head then went up as he felt a presence near by. His eyes narrowed as he saw a female vampire. His gold eyes darkend and he gave a low threating growl, the wolf to close to the surface for the human side to take control.

Amelia neared the cell. He smile turned to an ice cold grin with no compassion. Her eyes stayed on him, the growl not scaring her. "Stop struggling, it's pointless," she said with a slight smirk. He was going to be hers no matter the price. "This one seems interesting. How much?"

James lunged at the cell door but was pulled back. The pain registered in his mind and his eyes returned to their usual silver. He rubbed his head, dazed as his senses finnaly returned.

Amelia smirked slightly. She eyed him for a moment before turning to pay. They went into the cell carefully to get him.

James's eyes narrowed and his lips pulled back in a snarl. He didn't back down though and stood his ground.

Amelia watched, amusement bright in her eyes. She crossed her arms and smirked. The men carefully neared to bind his hands behind his back.

James kicked out at them and shifted. He finnaly back away, but only to give himself room to lunge at them, his sharp teeth bared.

( I was wondering if I could join. If not it's fine, but this looks fun :3 )

Of course!

Amelia smirked, enjoying this. She finally rolled her eyes. "What ever happened to tranquilizing him?"

The guard like people looked at each other stupidly then nodded eagerly and brought back a tranq gun. James growled and dodged the first one, showing his speed and great reaction time. The second one however dug into his shoulder and his form shimered and he finnaly kneeled on the ground breathing heavily.

Amelia shook her head and rolled her eyes again. She couldn't get over the stupidity of people. Very carefully she neared the were.

Name- Mai
Age- Unknown, looks about 16.
Gender- Female
Species- Werewolf (Can't change form)
Master/slave?- Slave
Role- Main servant for Amelia
Personality- Very quiet, polite, has impeccable manners. Doesn't hardly ever show emotion. Has an attachment to Miss Amelia that can't quite be named.
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James looked up with clouded eyes and managed a growl, though he remained on the ground and he found his vision dimming. He didn't like this at all and he struggled to move, but only barely.

Amelia let the men bind him and take him back to her car. She slid in the car, behind the wheel. She made sure the car was locked well and started the car.

James finnaly blacked out, but not before he thought of wide open fields and the sound of paws hitting the ground under a full moon.