The Site Plot

[Nightfall]

I hear them getting closer
Their howls are sending chills down my spine
Time is running out now,
They're coming down the hills from behind

When we start killing
It's all coming down right now
From the night that we've created
I wanna be awakened somehow

Centuries have risen and fallen under the sands of time, and with it have the ages gone. Hidden behind all the shadows, still lurks a world that is masqueraded. Power and dominance have intertwined through out the dawn of eternity. Humanity, for the most part in the older days held it’s superstitious beliefs before mankind became accustomed to living in ignorance. Humans feared the darker creatures only inches away from their doorsteps, and lived under the reign of legends. As time progressed into the coming centuries, the conflicts between humanity and the war of the supernatural, began to fade into nothingness. The creatures of Lycanthropes and Vampires, simply turned into children’s nightmarish stories. Ways to persuaded that the generations of people that came before them all, they’re ancestors such as the Pagans, Druids, and various scattered religions around the world, where all mythically made. These assumption was proven wrong, in many, many ways.

Lycanthropes and Vampires, or the Nosferatu, had always fought each other. The battles for supremacy and territory. The wars renown through out the past, centuries and thousands of years older then the creation of humanity, was something that neither side won. Countless battles waged in hopes of gaining a better threshold of lands, humans and influence. Each side claimed it’s own reason for the violence, two creatures with an extreme loathing for the opposite faction. Countless lives spent, on attempting to kill the other species out of brutal spite. The wars were fought between the Greatest Covens, the European of Western Romania and the various nomadically roaming Lycanthrope packs, who were seen as mere vermin. The Nosferatu saw the werewolves as out of control, killing everything within sight, the mindless beasts that indecently slaughtered both the innocent and noble alike. To exterminate and remove the only true creatures that would show them any ounce of trouble. The Wars began in the early 1200’s, it first began between the two factions when a village had been brutally attacked by a single werewolf, and from that time, not only did it disrupt the Coven’s attempts to maintain control, but disturbed the peace. When the coven sent only a few mere loyalists to dear with the rouge animal, they found more carnage it’s wake. News’s disturbingly alerting when the attacks began to become more frequent, other Covens reporting the same events transpiring in various other countries.

Over time, the Lycanthropes became more numerous in power, though the earlier generations had no sense of control. Humans consumed with an unmanageable virus in their blood. As the wars raced on, starting out civil, then turning into something even more dynamical was at hand. As the animals adapted, some packs learnt to train themselves on controlling the shifting during the full moon, in which case made hunting down the werewolves even harder. As they adapted, so to did the vampires. Both races acquiring more might as they evolved. Ideas and cultures began to become relevant as the werewolves began to reach and search for they’re own idealisms. Those who split in the packs, to move away from the savagery that many others maintain, unable to move from the connection of nature. Some packs endeared the moon, worshiping the lunar sphere and taking to nature to find themselves. Countless packs, slowly moved away from the larger wars that they’re fellow brethren battled in. Trading hostility for new costumes, even now the vampires still remain on the hunt, sworn to kill of the creatures or supernatural creatures that they view as a threat.

The werewolves caught in the middle of the war, began taking out on expeditions to other lands, where the authority of the Nosferatu was not strengthened. In time, they settled and the only skirmishes that came were battles for territory and land. Both sides would evenly loose and gain, but the humans who had lived through the bloodsheds had written books, produced legends and even created suspirations. A specific group of werewolves, abandoned and left the war behind all together. Wanting nothing more then to continue they’re traditional ways. The Russian Werewolves, who called themselves the Loki. The pack for hundreds of centuries had lived in the villages and mountains around what is now Warsaw, when the Romania Coven of Angelus began taking control, they searched and found the Loki, killing them without remorse of regret. Another War, a Second War began in the tiny villages around. Bloodshed was written into history as both sides suffered numerous loses.

Sensing a threat, the Loki abandoned their fighting War and fled from the countries boundaries. Scattered and lost, the pack had gone it’s ways, but managed to reform under the Alpha and leadership of William Bane. He rallied this brethren, and they moved outwards and set sail overseas when the explorations of Empires began, seeing the new Distant lands of the Americas as enriched territory that would be free, they settled. Moving Northward as they laid out an expedition through out oncoming centuries to follow. Though, the land was darkened by another Shadow, they’re enemies of old had returned. Pressed into another Conflict, the Loki again moved away from the darkness that plagued them. The great coven, asserting it’s power over the lands. As the moved further through the Canadian Mountains, and onto the Alaskan wilderness . It wasn’t till later that the humans felt a need to explore and find new lands. The Alaskan wilderness was a new Frontier, and after the Americans managed to buy the lands from Russian hands in 1951, the new expedition started. A Shaman by the name of Alexandria Vesper, lead a few people into the wilderness of the lands, eventually settling a small town amongst the territory. The Loki, in response became incredibly aggressive, not willing to be pushed out of a land or banished anymore. They attacked the tiny human settlement, leading to nearly 3 years of war between the humans and they’re werewolf foes. Eventually, an Alliance pact was made between Alexandria Vesper, and several other Shamans. In return, the Loki would provide protection against anyone who threaten the humans, but the humans would have to honor not furthering they’re claims north. William and Alexandria remained loyal after that, both keeping they’re oath. Till the day that the shadow returned, now in the modern age, the Vampires of the Angelus Coven as settled a new land as an expedition. The humans who now know live in the Town of Vesper, remain unaware that the Loki walk amongst them, hidden from plain site. Only the current Shamans, have any idea on the whereabouts of the Loki Pack Leader. William, eventually lived to see the age of 300 and died, leaving the pack to a new Alpha, one of this Children. The Loki face a challenge, honor the pact with the humans or destroy an enemy of old. As the hunters become more aware of the supernatural, it’s an all out chaotic mess, what happens next, is on the hands of present.

When we start killing
It all will be falling down
From the hell that we're in
All we are is fading away
When we start killing

We've been searching on and on
But there's no trace to be found
It's like they all have just vanished
But I know they're around