This is my first ever fanfic! Helen and Nikola are part of an ancient prophecy that will change the world.

Prologue

The soothsayer Amate walked into the meeting tent. The dark leader of the Akkharu , Skaren, and the bright leader of the Angels, Tyria, looked up.

"Have you found out how we may be at peace?" asked Skaren. For the two species had been at war with each other for three years.

The gentle soothsayer answered ,"Yes"

"In three thousand years, one descendant from each of your clans will be lovers. When they are joined then there will be peace between the Vampires and the Angels".

Tyria furrowed her brow thinking and said, "How can we possibly keep peace for that long?"

Amate reasoned, "The Akkharu must move North, where it is cool and shaded. The Angels must venture South. Separation and time is the only way for battle scars to be forgotten and healed".

The three stood, and the two leaders bowed in agreement. The wise soothsayer smiled, as she watched the hands of fate directing the two clans apart. But not forever.

Okay, I know it's a bit of a cliche`, but I got the idea at 3:00 in the morning. That is when my ideas flow, and when I have to pay attention to my creativity.