Franni and her little annoying brother, Rey were sent on a quest to retrieve an ancient weapon that will stop the returning of a dark lord know as Beelzebub. Will they succeed? Let's wait and see.
Franni and her little annoying brother, Rey were sent on a quest to retrieve an ancient weapon that will stop the returning of a dark lord know as Beelzebub. Will they succeed? Let's wait and see.
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The first episode.
Tales from the past.
Centuries ago,
(unknown p.o.v)
The whole mountain has now scattered and turned upside down due to the great clashes between the titans, hybrid and eternal beings.
Even though we managed to defeat and seal Daniel, popularly known as Beelzebub, I knew a day was coming when all the 7 seals would be broken because I have tapped into nature's power and peed in the future. All thanks to the 3 wanderers, Ariel, Jack, and Jake. We manage to seal Daniel with the 7 eternal chains. Even though the battle isn't their own, they just mistakenly got caught in the battle. I look over to their position. There is Ariel, the scarlet witch. Beside him stood Jack and Jake. Jake is a Hyperion and he did a hell of a lot of damage to the titan's army, while Jack is a blue-eyed warrior, the last of his kind. All the blue-eyed warriors were wiped out by Demios, the god of terror. Even though I knew this wasn't the end, since Virgo is still out there alive, hale and healthy. His passion for power would never leave him. Then the supernatural world would never know peace, unless he was slaughtered. Despite the fact that they had defeated Daniel, Sarah had managed to seal him. But, it cost her something precious; it cost her life. Which leaves her with no choice but to reside in her daughter's body. She is also hiding a secret, which will be known only in the future. But they would never back down. The stones and Virgo would never give up.
Now, this is what the future will be like. Daniel would be raised again by the stones, Virgo especially. But without the uses of Franni's blood which they have all predicted. Both the Blue eye's warrior and his collaborator would be detected in this battle again, and they might likely lose their life. Let the five thrones be occupied by the strongest beings on earth, but they will end up losing their lives. With my last strength, and last blood, and power, I cast this scarlet sword into the city of giants in Mordor. Where it will be protected by one of the keepers.
Only thy worth should wield it...
GUERRERO, ADIOS...
That is a little different from what happened in the past. Now let's see what the future holds...
2000 years later.
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Franni could be seen running in the woods. She was also able to hear fast footsteps approaching her from behind with the help of her wolf hearing. "Hish, this is getting more impossible than I reckoned." She mumbled under her breath. Just then, a silver arrow whoops past her. "Ptcheeeeew, that was close"
"Just stop and let's end this once and for all," her wolf complained at the back of her head.
"Just shut up and let me concentrate," she snapped back. That is her wolf for you. She is the craziest wolf of all time. But when it comes to brutality, durability, and endurance, Then trust her. She is unbeatable. Oops, sorry for the rude behavior. You know, sometimes a skirmish can make you forget an introduction. So, this is Franni from the Moon's Frost Clan. She is the only daughter of her father, Alpha Henry. But being the only daughter doesn't make her an Alpha, and don't get her wrong, she means a daughter, not a son. She also has one annoying little brother, the one who never ceases to irritate her. Even though they are cat and mouse, Trust them, the love and bond they share are unbeatable. "Franni," her wolf shouted at the back of her head, jolting Franni out of her silly thought.
She spun in time, only to be welcomed by a heavy punch. She spat out blood immediately.
The silly wolf mocked her.
Maybe she forgot that once Franni died, she also went with her, but the idiot doesn't care.
Sometimes, Franni kept wondering why the moon goddess paired her with this stupid fellow. They have never agreed on something. Either her wolf, which she loves calling different names, goes berserk and causes her pain or she blocks her. She looks around only to discover that she has been surrounded by some puny, newly turned wolves.
Within the blink of an eye, they were all lying on the floor dead, with their heads decapitated.
The idiot junk complained in her head.
That is Franni for you. She hardly called her wolf by name. "Shut up junk", she snarled back.
"We both know I can do better than that little vampire speed of yours," her wolf complained again. She just ignores her and pulls her precinct over her face. Last but not least, Franni is a trihybrid.A wolf, vampire, and witch. Don't be surprised; her father is a werewolf and a vampire, while she also inherited her mother's witch side. Unlike her little brother. He is a hybrid, but not just any hybrid. He is the alpha,
Sometimes, Franni tends to wonder if she is even stronger than him because of all the power he possesses and he never ceases training, despite how muscular he looks considering his age.
Franni took a step forward, towards the path she came from, only to be blasted by a strange force that made her feel vulnerable immediately.
She looks up to see the bastard that dares attack her and her eyes widen in shock. Right in front of her is her nemesis. According to the story she heard about her, she is her mom's step sister. Which makes her Franni's Aunt. There was a rumor about her that she obstructed Franni's mother because of a lust for more leverage and then went to join one of the stones. Since then, she has never appeared again, until now. What frightened her most is how she got here. And what does she want?
Different thoughts ran across her mind at once, and she could see a sly smile at the corner of her eyes. Without being told, Franni knew this wasn't going to be easy.
TBC.
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