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Of Superior Design

  By Matt Rogers

  Copyright 2013 Matt Rogers

  Prologue

  In the beginning war was ever at hand

  One ruled the skies, the other the land.

  Technology advanced and science kept pace

  They could not get along so ventured to space.

  The planets were seeded with proxy fighters the norm

  The two grew immortal and shed physical form.

  Superiors were bred and chaos ruled the day

  They ravaged over all till Heaven entered the fray.

  Flooding and freeze employed to rid them their plight

  But they clung on for life to Heaven’s surprising delight.

  Gifts were imbued and Nature urged to play

  They were the answer to Hell, the Hoard on the way.

  Vampires were born, female perfection in sight

  Seduction and stealth over muscle and might.

  Wolves were different, a separate breed apart

  They were schooled in the ways of death’s bloody art.

  Perfection was high, a generational cost

  Bodies rebelled and many unborn were lost.

  Litters were needed and Human beings were bled

  For Superior development while pregnant Vampires fed.

  Human blood was required for life to survive

  Allowed to exist, keeping Heaven’s hopes alive.

  The Vamps wrote the acts as Heaven directed the play

  The Wolves played their roles as predator or prey.

  Creative design employed at Heaven’s request

  For they held a vision in mind, a super warrior contest.

  A genetic print was emplaced, Wolf and Vampire the seed

  What they wanted and desired was a new breed to feed.

  The future began, a superior product arrived

  The Wolves fought their brothers and Vampires contrived.

  They battled and schemed as was their innate desire

  For they were bred to dominate and compelled to conspire.

  The clans were implemented according to deed

  A hierarchy was formed through graft and greed.

  Success was based on strength and speed

  Cunning and wit; either win or bleed.

  They mated in pairs to form the whole

  A Vamp at the top with familiar control.

  An Alpha alongside to fight for his pride

  His feminine mate plotting at his side.

  Wit and prowess were desperately needed

  Judged by business success, family position was seeded.

  Fame and fortune were never really the goal

  Merely actors in the game with a superior role.

  Three tribes made a clan, three clans held sway

  All biding their time till Judgment Day.

  The future arrived as twins were born

  One viewed with potential the other with scorn.

  They were raised apart for all Superiors agreed

  With Yang in his presence Yin was different indeed.

  A Cloak by birth, it was a necessary cover

  Yang’s blood hid his scent from his murderous brother.

  Yin would grow to the greatest Wolf ever known

  He would reign in the east on an iron throne.

  Yang was the weakest, barely even a pup

  But his blood held promise so Heaven’s mood perked up.

  The four were bred from one Wolf alone

  Lucifer stood over all, a mountain of stone.

  An image of death, a monstrous brute

  They met in the pit to end the dispute.

  Yin would prevail but spared the other his sake

  For the blood of his father he was loathe to take.

  The clans were then ruled by a leader with might

  Helped by another, the weakest in sight.

  A plan was designed, formed and hatched

  As assassin was picked, armed and dispatched.

  But she made a mistake and wound up dead

  She approached from behind and Yang removed her head.

  He’d made his choice without any decree

  He’d chosen his sister, he picked Merri Li.

  The death of a Vamp was a serious crime

  They bred only once and were running short on time.

  The Hoard was coming, the Heaven’s all but swore

  A Superior merging needed to win the war.

  The three took flight and beheadings began

  Many against few who struck, killed then ran.

  The clans were losing for they’d lost their scent

  With Yang in the mix their numbers were spent.

  A blow was dealt and an answer was shown

  Kill the weakest Wolf in the clan and return the throne.

  A meeting was held and a truce was signed

  They would rule two clans till the end of time.

  Yang was forbidden and was forced to flee

  He’d committed the act of a Catastrophe.

  There was always another who hid in the dark

  The twin daughter of Joan; Melissa De Arc.

  Her mother had bred with a plan in her head

  Challenge the Wolf’s mate and rule First Clan in her stead.

  She held the twins aloft for all to see

  But Lucifer denied they were his prodigy.

  She went to war and many fell in her wake

  But she eventually found death and was burned at the stake.

  Merri Li was raised by the clan to the east

  While Melissa was huddled in the belly of the beast.

  Yang was alive and always around

  For he hid her scent so she could not be found.

  Yin took Merri Li as his Superior mate

  But they would never be intimate for she knew of his fate.

  Yin was the one Heaven had always in mind

  For he was unbeatable in battle and the end of his kind.

  He agreed to the truce and issued his approval

  Yang was sentenced to die for Vampire removal.

  Yang walked away and marched through the interior

  No Wolf paid attention for his scent was Inferior.

  He took one of his kind; his half-sister Vamp

  A superior mind with the need to decamp.

  They went to America in search of Third kind

  Yin returned to Second and Merri Li stayed behind.

  Three clans were the norm and peace ruled the land

  But the Heavens were not happy without a merger at hand.

  The plan had been simple, the idea unique

  Implant the need to dominate, allow Nature’s interest to peak.

  Let evolution run wild after importing the design

  Wait for mutation to adapt, improve and refine.

  The experiment was done without malice or strife

  It was their purpose, after all, their meaning for life.

  The Heavens were tasked with universal control

  They fought their other half for its celestial soul.

  But Superior minds all thought the same

  What would be their response to the end of the game?

  If a cure was found why keep the lotion?

  When Daemon was born he only reinforced the notion.

  He was all three in one; Wolf, Vamp and Cloak.

  His birth was kept secret through mirrors and smoke.

  If Heaven found out, where would they stand?

  Would they retain the old with victory at hand?