The Thirst For Blood. By Percyous Percyous' POV I slid from under the silk sheets and walked across the thick rug over to the blood red metal pile that was my armour. After i had put back on my underclothes I put on my specialy made armour piece by piece until the helm shaped to fit a wolve's muzzle was all that was left. I stood at attention and waited, right on que the beutifull woman suddenly got up and left the bed, carrying the sheets with her and using them to cover herself. "What are your orders my queen?" My deep voice rumbled as it did every morning. "Today I want you to prepare the troops. Tomorrow we will attack my enemies. And the vampires will reighn over the werewolves, and you my general," she said as she stepped foreward and leaned close enough for me to feel her breath as she continued, "Shall be at the head of the battle." she finished with a smile and turned away, "Leave now my general. We both have important matters to attend to." She said as she held out her beutifull, slim pale hand toward me. "Yes my queen." i answered as i always did as I brought her hand to my lips before I put on my helm and turned to walk away. I could feel myself changing into my wolf form as I raced towards the barracks and away from the queen of the vampires. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first vamp-werewolf story, I need to know what needs improvement, what is perfect, your critisisms, your reasons why you love it and me, and your proposals (no guys) etc
The Queen's POV That fool. He didn't and would never know that I was using him. He didn't relise that every breath, every kiss, every touch, ever smile, it all brought him deeper and deeper under my control. So now I had a half blood under my command, a very powerfull one at that...... However I am still debating whether I should throw him out or keep him when this war was over. "I can only control one at a time but he was too powerful to give up.... But he's pretty much just a shell now anyway, what other use does he have other than fighting and winning my battles? He keeps my soilders in check and afraid of my power, so maybe I should keep him..." I thoughts to myself as I paced the room after putting on a long silver dress and combing my long dark black hair. My thoughts were interupted by a slight sting on my finger, I looked down and instead of the usual red the stone was a pure black. Not good.