CH1: Memories

A bird chirp awakens me from my sleep, when I open my eyes I found myself laying under a tree on top of a cliff, I look around to see a boundless forest of giant trees and a mountain range on the far horizon "Now that is breathtaking " as I tried to sit down, I get hit by the worst headache I ever had then a lot of information flowed into my mind, starting from my birth and ending with getting sealed.

After I got my bearing back I relaxed, lying flat on the soft natural carpet *sigh* "Wow, now that is what you call a life to remember" This is the best way I could describe it.

I closed my eyes and remembered the memories of this body since my soul wasn't in till today, the body was on some kind of autopilot.

to keep the story short, I was born in the Viking era as a kid abandoned by his parent in the forest, to be found by a Viking warrior to get adopted by him;

as I grow up he taught me their way, how to fight, hunt, and build, while his wife was a witch that found I have the gift of magic and started to teach me.

Days and years pass until one day I was back from a hunt, to find my village burning with corps around and some men and witches killing people around the village, I look around to find my parent corps pinned to a tree with a sword through the heart, which was the moment I first ever shift.

all I know after losing control is waking up as giant 10 feet white lion in an unknown forest.

After getting the hang of my shifting, I set on traveling and heading back to my village but I never found it, it simply ceases to exist, instead, I found a giant leek so I set on the road again.

maybe because I lack soul, I also have no emotion so I never really come very close to someone, the only exception was my parent and only them, while traveling I tried to learn new things and always live on the equivalent of exchange, a favor for other or nothing.

after ages of travel, I found that I never grow over my 20s, so I never stayed in the same place for more than 10 years.

While traveling I met supernatural's of all kinds, with every meeting either I will ignore them or will make a deal if I was interested, sometimes I offer my help for knowledge, or for some material.

this practice give me quite the fame as I become known as the "scale lion" I got this name after I become a celebrity in the supernatural world for my deals, so the supernatural started to look for me.

hell, even normal folks who believe in myths that got down the history started to use the white lion as a symbol of fairness, but I did never appear without appealing prices.

Around 480 AD, I notice a very high increase in numbers of the 'cold-bodies' or what they call themselves vampires around the world, although they are not actual vampires.

something I found out later was that their kind was the result of an experiment using bat-shifter blood and some old voudo (crap shit magic from my old days) to make artifact shifter.

and since the density of natural Mana got weaker, they end up with a curse that crystalizes the body as if it freezes in time along with the original way of eating from the bat's shifter to keep the body going.

I don't know if it is thanks to the curse, or if they really think so blindingly, they start to act as if they are at the top of the pyramid, crowning themselves as kings of the supernaturals.

what pisses me off is the crusader against shifters that start with the Romanian coven known as Dacia at that time.

so I start hunting them down, killing or lifting the curse of those that forced, until a word comes out "the winter lion hunting the Romanian coven" and there when I meet the leader of what is known as Volturis leader later, Aro.

So we made a deal, I help them overthrow the Romanian coven and the price is their library, materials, and some gold, so the war which should have taken a century to end, only took 1 night, which was later known as 'ice night' and the also the night I become known "winter lion" thanks to using ice and snow control mostly in my battle.

But that was the worse deal I ever made!!! (A/..: LOL sounds like Lucifer).

why? Well, Aro was, and I bet still power hungry as*** so after taking down the coven they began to fear me and the Shifters in general.

add to the problem they have with moon children (werewolves), they start to hunt them again, in the end very few survived and chose to hide.

As for me, I keep on my journey but for some reason, I was feeling tired, and sleepy but happy nevertheless, because on instinct I know that I was evolving, so I found a forest in what will be called Texas later, I dug a deep cave and sleep there.

When I woke up, I fell stronger and larger, my lion form become 14 feet tall, and I got the ability to shift to any known beast I meet before, plus a very close connection to nature. That was probably when I woke my bloodline.

After getting out and visiting a village nearby, I found it was the 1800s, so I head out again on my journey and keep what I used to do, killing evil supernatural, and learning new things I even got interested in developing technology like cars engines and new types of communication devices, but I never share my project with the public because I always end up with a way to advance technologies for its time.

On the other hand, the supernatural world starts to calm down and very few are out in public. until one day I met a vampire who said Aro want a meeting with me.

I went and met him but that deep shit, has his ego grow to the moon and ORDER ME to join him as his personal pet, so I snap at him killing his grooms and starting an all-out war.

in the end, he lost almost all of his army, and me being 'sealed' or that's what Aro thinks of the 'magical rituals' they activate.

but actually, it sent an object or person to another place through space and time, and that is why I am here alone.