Thin Line.

10,000 years.

A war between vampires and werewolves is set to take place after 10,000 years. It was a war that filled dread among the supernaturals for blood would be shed, lives would be lost, kings would be dethroned and most importantly the losing species would become extinct.

It was a massacre with the outcome unknown. Both species were ready to die fighting for them to thrive, slavery wasn't an option.

It was a rare scenario; a fair fight. Both sides had equal strength but in the end, victory lay on the remaining species.

Fate was the only hope.

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"Ain't you a little too young to go looking for fights you can't handle."

"You wanna test that theory?"

"You're cocky for a little guy. Be smart enough and surrender to us."

"I don't think so. You came here to fight, didn't you? Are you backing out now? I'll go easy on you." He knew that would get a reaction out of the latter. And as expected the other king pounced.