The Omegan Fairy

The world didn't ponder around humans anymore. When the extinction of humans threatened to bring along with them the end of the world, the supernatural had deemed it their turn to be responsible for taking care of the destruction the foolish humans left to near erasure of their species. That meant a lot of rebuilding from the millions of years the meager and weaker species thrived off. The Vampires' Citadel was the first to settle on land before the Werewolves began their kingdoms. They flourished from their underground kingdoms, the hundred years of nuclear winter in the northern hemisphere provided livable conditions for their kind to evolve to survive long under a certain amount of sunlight. Humans felt the end of their kind truly under the suffering conditions of human farms, where they are meant as nothing but extra livestock, bred for their blood that can only satisfy the once thought mythical demonic legion. Alpha Czar Vladmir Dimitriv leads the law of ethical conservation and treatment of human farms, waging war against his communist brother Alpha Czar Edmund Dimitriv after it was uncovered that their reign could become the true extinction of the humans. This in turn made a domino effect to the borders of the Silverback Kingdom, the Southern Hemisphere-Equatorial land occupied by Alpha Primo William Hemshire and Alpha Prima Isabella Corteza. Czar Edmund had consented --- also rumored to be the head planner --- of the human trafficking system from the werewolf borders after the uncovering of the shortage.  Prima Isabella killed her husband in his sleep in front of the red moon under their Lunar Goddess's approval. Believed as the Primo was disgustingly unfaithful to his alpha mate, leading to a rise of deaths of infancy in their kingdom due to the Lunar Goddess's anger. As the deaths of newborns rose and the older generation was struggling to repopulate regions that are becoming overwhelmed by the new generation of vampires, human mothers and fathers became important and the trafficking was a hindrance. The war waged within the citadel along with the beginning of the vampiric-werewolf standoff. Human equipment made for world destruction was once again brought to life and ravaged the world to its knees, destroying lives and crops. The two kingdoms forgot that others lived underneath. Omega-Emperatriz Helena didn't appreciate that their seas and oceans were being covered by filth once again, the lives of her ruling becoming under danger after millenniums of silent living under the trenches. Whilst her husband Alpha-Emperador Darcris wanted negotiations to be done, it was clear that neither kingdoms wanted to listen after submarines and warships were brought to their underwater empires. The Sirens brought many of those who resided by the shores to death with the curse of the Moon's song, washed away entire islands and nearby villages to absolute wreckage.  It leads to a new world war once again. Destruction and complete obliteration ruled the lands and seas, bringing close to an end of the entirety of life on Earth. The fairies and witches that resided above them, to lands enclosed by powerful sealing domes, had enough. The general of the hybrid community sighed, watching the vampires, werewolves and the sirens make a screeching debate instead of the politically polite and scathing conference he was expecting of.  "Where are the fairies when you need them?" He mutters to himself, snapping the small book close between his hands. He had read about the New World and Resurgence repeatedly in the past 30 minutes as he waited for the royals to hold their discussions. Discussions turned childish banters on whose kind is more thriving than the rest, which he was sure was neither of the three. With their own coup'd etas running around and the threat of the rogue supernatural overtaking lands, only the Aeryn domains lead by the Fairy Goddess was bound to be successful and peaceful out of the chaos. "What is this meeting even for?" He muses, the goblin beside him scoffing. "Was your head struck by a pot of gold before your arrival?"  "No.... maybe." The general winces. He couldn't really remember much, considering his travesty to the Central Hemisphere was greeted by roaring waves and the freakish thunderstorm. Out of all areas chosen by the four realms, it had to be the most dangerous and ridiculously difficult to take a conference of. They weren't even allowed to have a chauffeur as means of companionship! "The Domain of Aeryn is requested for reinforcements to settle down the rogue rebellions all around. It turns out they've been trying to wipe out the faeries that reside in several empires across the land, and their Grand Deity is not happy with it."  "But why is the hybrid community needing to have a representative?"  The bitter taste returned fully in his tongue, strong and unpleasant. The hybrid community is a refuge of several supernatural that conjoined into marriages and bred, giving forth to either purgamentum - a mix of a vampire and werewolf -, sampid ( offspring of a siren and vampire ), and a siren-werewolf: restanteur. Outcasts of their own kinds yet protected by the Goddess of Aeryn herself. The old feisty goblin only snorts, an odd habit considering its professional standing. "You are still earthlings. There is no difference aside from your atrocious prides and heretical beliefs." He regretted asking the goblin. It was clear neither the goblin had a choice but to host the event under the wishes of the Aeryn Goddess. It was also uncharacteristic for the compassionate yet most powerful of the dominion rulers to be late to this kind of event. He perks up at the sudden gathering of warmth in the air; mellow and comforting, contrasting to the dark dreary office of this lone tower that stood upon centuries of chaos. No doubt it was a signature of magic he can feel, something in its controlled monstrous power made him shake in his knees and a shiver to trolley down his spine back and forth. "I apologize for the late arrival. I had a scuffle at the Eastern seaboard with rouge sirens."  He turns to the doors and holds his gasp pathetically. It wasn't the Queen of magic herself by the doors. The new arrival was courtesy of the most powerful omega of the dominion of Aeryn. She smiled so brutally under the wisps of her red hair that radiated an odd glow. "Now now, I had been feeling this meeting wasn't going as peaceful as planned."