01 Blood Bolt Cult

In a dilapidated building with a broken orphanage sign outside sat about thirty children, they had unkempt and rough appearances but with a juxtaposing manner akin to soldiers in an army. These children whether boy or girl were being taught by two girls, these girls could be said to lead this group.

One of these girls named Olga had black long hair to her waist, tan skin, green eyes boldened by her thick red lips and thin nose, she also wore a full black jumpsuit with white streaks; she called out to a young boy who looked to be 10 years of age, ebony skin, curly hair as grey as the moon and eyes as blue as the sea, "Ola! This is the language of the god's we are teaching you so don't be disrespectful and fall asleep,"

" Sister Olga! I already know all this so what is the point?"

" Yes, we all know you are the son of Goddess Selene, so you can be expected to have an edge in this but today is the day of inspection from the dynasty officials, meaning you can't slack off. We already have funding reduced because our mistakes last year and to add on to that we have to take care of the bedridden matron. So please behave," Olga pleaded

It was at this point that the other girl named Carla, with dark skin and golden hair and eyes accentuated with thick red lips and a circular nose wearing a white jumpsuit with black streaks spoke "Now now cousin don't be too harsh on Ola. I'm sure he will behave, won't he?"

He shreeked as her cold golden eyes inflicted a tingling feeling onto his senses " Yes sister no madam, I will do my very best!"

" That's what I like." said Carla as she gave a very frightening but weirdly loving and motherly smile. "Let's continue, so you form this character by..." Olga was disturbed in her speech as an explosion rang out. 'boom'. Instantly screams rang out as the shadows of figures were projected on the children. These shadows were soon to be found to be be owned by a bunch of muscular men and women with red veins travelling up their neck and jaws from their chest.

"Everyone run !!" shouted Carla and Olga simultaneously, but they soon found it to be futile as they were surrounded

" Get down right now!" Shouted a pale brunette. Instantly the demeanour of Carla and Olga changed from loving sisters into refined warriors, they ready to fight as their auras started to leak and their weapons drawn.

" Oooh a Dark Abyssal Dawn Summoner and a Sacred Holy Flaming Paladin both with such noble and pure bloodlines. My FAVOURITE!!!" The brunette screamed as she charged towards the girls with such speed that they only felt wind until they were grabbed by their legs and smashed unto the ground as if they were drumsticks. Suddenly they spat blood. Their Auras erupted as they raised their broadsword/staff and released energy attacks. Their attacks proved to be too weak as they were soon blocked by a wall made of earth which not only protected the brunette but also hid her grin. Attacks from the girls kept going to the brunette but while the condition of the girls keep deteriorating the brunette was fine.

" Bryyn stop playing with the products, just kill them and transfer their bloodlines to the machine!" said a man who seemed to be the boss of the group who wore a red cloak.

"Yes boss," 'Such fine and energetic toys, these were such a shame,' Bryyn thought " Oh well, well it looks like it is time to finish you up."

A young but shivering voice called out as Ola ran to the girls in an attempt to protect them but was punched towards the wall leaving a dent, Ola was now lying in a pool of his own blood.

An ancient terrifying beastly aura, which one wouldn't imagine coming out of a young boy like Ola poured out in droves as he ran towards Bryyn and the members of her group slaughtering them as he went past, this was until he was subdued anticlimactically by a sickly feministic old Elven man with a hit to the nape.

Meanwhile.... "He has been born. This world will begin to undergo changes, it is yet to be known whether this would be a good thing or a bad thing.".

" Matron!!!" The kids screamed and cried.

All the people in the room excluding Ola were shocked at the sudden appearance of the Matron." Blood Beserker go to bed, you wouldn't want to get into trouble with our Blood Bolt Cult. Would you?"

"Pedro, since when have I the Blood Beserker ever been afraid of your Blood Cult?" graspily replied BB

" God-uncle, have you forgotten about your wife"

" Pedro, do you dare!!Leave!Now!"

"Uncle as a weak Blood Elf such as yourself you should know that, you could never beat a Dhamphir like me."

"We'll See, Clara take him and run!" The Matron shouted as the remaining children followed behind her.

All that was heard from the distance was the sound of grunts as flesh hit flesh and skin hit skin. It was not until they reached the nearest village that they saw an explosion at the spot of their orphanage at this same moment a girl in their group a young banshee screamed and it was at this moment that they knew that their matron had fallen.

At the explosion site there sat a dishevelled man. " One and Two, hunt down those children and be careful with that boy he is dangerous. Don't return until you have him."

" Yes Master!!!!"