Once upon a time there was a sorceress named Esther and a vampire named Mikael who loved each other deeply. They had children, first a daughter named Eva then two years later a son named August. They were royalty and respected amongst the kingdom that they ruled over. They were the Adams.
One day the sorceress, Esther ,announced she was to have a third child. The little family was overjoyed and besides themselves with the news.
Months passed when it was time for the baby to be born. They had everything ready, the best doctors in the kingdom were at their side and everything was prepared for the baby's arrival.
No one could be any happier, it was the kingdom and the family at their peak.
It wasn't long when Mikael was holding his baby boy in his arms.
There was something not quite right , the baby was too small, a pre mature baby. 'It will surely not survive the night' the head doctor said with sorrow in his voice.
The father let a few stray tears out and the mother who was barley clinging to life wept.
"Sir the queens heart beat is faltering" the doctor said.
"Fix it ! " Mikael roared with fear and panic in his eyes. The doctors tried their best but it was no use, the sorceress was gone by morning.
The baby wasnt. He was named Raphael.
The baby was born with pearly whites, no surprise to the father since it was a vampire.
The family and the kingdom mourned the loss of the queen.
Everyone blamed the baby, but tried to love him to respect the queen who was resting in heaven they failed and neglected him, they shunned him and treated him like a monster.
The father tried to love his baby boy, but failed miserably.
The baby looked so much like the sorceress, so much that Mikael resented him.
When the boys fifteenth birthday came, he turned into a beast. A wolf. A hybrid. That was the time when Mikael learned of Esther's treachery. She had lain with a werewolf from the neighboring kingdom.
Mikael in his rage tried to kill the boy, the boy escaped with a wound in his stomach and many bruises. Eva and August tried with all their might to protect their brother but it was no use. Their magic was nothing compared with their fathers might.
So Raphael fled the kingdom confused and broken hearted, he grew to resent the people and his family. He resented his mother who was never there, he resented his father who hunted him throughout the years and tried killing him. He resented his siblings who he thought did nothing to help him.
Finally he resented his kingdom and wanted them all to pay.
So, he returned one day and massacred anyone he could get his hands on. Everyone but the children, his siblings watched with sorrow locked away in their castle. His father was no where to be found and the kingdoms forces were upon him.
He conquered them all.
He lost his innocence and he lost his humanity.
That was the death of Raphael and the birth of Scourge.
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Beasts
ParanormalI was a blood thirsty beast , you were an innocent flower crushed during my rampage
