The Fallen Wolves

~ The Fallen ~ was formed after a great offense by one of the former leaders. Like I’m talking about a celestial level mistake. Sympathizers to the decision were questioned on their loyalties as well. With the wrong decision or even a hesitation, they were banished from heaven, along with the others who remained abstained in the choice of purely Good or Evil. Even though some have retained their holy qualities, they still remained outcasts from both heaven and hell, and have since been doomed to walk the earth. This has earned them the name, The Fallen.

“Why hello there!”

“My name is Hanna and this is a narration done by yours truly about the history of one of the greatest packs to ever exist in my humble opinion! Of course, I was born and raised here, but I also have a role before that time even began! I like to think I was the beginning of the butterfly effect. Anyway, enough rambling from me! Here is their story.”

Jubilee was an ordinary female wolf. She was very beautiful with a plain and simple look. Almost shepherd like but gold and blue. She grew up an alphas pup in a pack that cast her aside after she inherited her fathers rugged and massive structure instead of her mothers agile and graceful build. The new pack she joined was glorious for a short while. When she and her new found mate had a beautiful litter of two male pups, they grew up to be the best warriors in the pack due to their build. They fought as a team and were commonly known as the Old Gods made flesh. When a rival pack attacked, they were a battle pair that rivaled the Alpha and his guards. Two against seven and wolf by wolf, the enemy went down. Jubilee was terrified for the well being of her pups but fought along side the alpha female and her mate. Unfortunately while her pack was being overwhelmed she was separated from her mate and those she was fighting with and went off to help her Alpha who was being overwhelmed. However it was a trap and she along with her mate and the alpha female were supposed to die that day. Her mate was killed protecting his Alpha female and both she and her alpha were thrown into a blind rage. During this, her pups fought valiantly against guards. Prior to going in they had a deal. If the chance is there to end this take it. One of her pups took a risk and left his brothers back open, taking an opportunity and successfully put down the rival Alpha. Two of the guards took their opportunity and killed one of the brothers. In the brothers grief, he killed one of the two guards left and the other fled into the battle. He followed and was one of the casualties by the end of the next night.

Jubilee was the only one left of her family and she was praised for her families brave and nobel sacrifice. Her alpha took a new mate and decided that would never happen again and vowed his vengeance. In his hunt for power, he decided Jubilee was his key. Her alpha's abused her constently, and all but chained her up and used her to produce highly resistant battle wolves for their war's. She was reduced to nothing more but a den mother in a gilded cage, her Alphas prized possession. When she had enough she cried out to the heavens to take her life as she had nothing left to live for after seeing countless of her pups being raised with the purpose to die in a war.

Upon hearing this, the heaven's opened with a bright light and a beautiful starry wolf with a white pelt flecked with gold, flew down, her feathery wings a soft silvery-white. Her eyes were a bright blue, making her goddess-like look all that more beautiful. Little did Jubilee know, this would be her great grand pup, Hanna. Jubilee was granted freedom from the shackles of her pack and ran into darkened woods that was an unclaimed territory. The only way she escaped was through the distraction that Hanna made by appearing to the leaders and letting them chase her through their territory.

There she met a male with a strange yet beautiful appearance. A winged wolf. Little did Jubilee know, the male was the first of his kind. A Fallen called Sol. He was exiled from Heaven for the murder of his brother. The reasons behind this were still unknown to many, although most speculate it was for reasons as old as time itself. Love and jealousy. The story most know is Sols’ brother courted his first love for fun and ended up killing her after flying into a rage when she rejected him. He was never found guilty or punished for this, and Sols rage consumed him. Sol would distract himself from his grief and guilt by frequently leaving heaven and walking the hills and deserts, looking for females for the sole purpose of having his pups and a legacy like he would have had with his first love. He cared little for the feelings or other mates they may have as he was denied his own love. In an seemingly unfair turn of events, the male was punished for consorting with females on earth. He was cast out of Heaven in punishment until he learned to forgive. Because of this, he resorted to staying in the woods, in complete isolation.

When Jubilee came wandering in, she was plagued with the horrors of her former offspring, slaughtered at the paws of merciless warriors. Her eyes were glassy with unshed tears and she walked like a plagued animal would. Stopping at a small pond, she prayed the female who saved her would forgive her for letting go of her hope and giving up to die in as much peace as she could muster. Sol saw Jubilee laying at the side of his pond and was instantly reminded of his late love, and thus took her under his wing, and protected and cherished her with his whole being. For the first time in his life he felt he had something to live for again. She felt the same way and they both recognized that they had saved each other.

However, the offense of the male was still to be dealt with as any form of disloyalty was of the highest offence. The supreme ruler of Heaven and Hell declared Exiled Isolation. Thus Sols whole bloodline and wolves with the same power who never chose or symphasized with him would forever be cursed with the inability to return to Heaven or thirst for the fires of Hell until the day a female born of both (Heaven and Hell) would be born, save them and allow their souls to depart from the mortal earth. They were doomed to repeat living and their spirit would go from one Fallen into another, and only recognizing it on their last day in that being. While cursed, they were also graced with wings, once they were trained on how to fight.

Sol and Jubilee only had 2 surviving pups out of 9 due to the intense stress it put on her body after the years of abuse. A small handful of Fallen wolves from the Exile resided in the pack or moved in and out as they pleased. The two pups were named Aria, the oldest female, and Zachriel, the younger male. The Fallen have since then had sired many pups, and thus began...

~The Fallen Fighters~