[ WP ] You are part of a magical version of a `` Frat house '' , and is embroiled in a war with a opposing house . It started with petty pranks then the occasional kidnapping/summoning , now it 's a full blown war .

The lycan house and the Sanguine house has been at war for six months. Truth be told it was petty at first. Just a bunch of guys messing with another bunch of guys. We laughed with each other. 
 
 Six months later we are all fucked up. After things heated up, The lycan house somehow managed to turn themselves into werewolves. They accidently injured Terrence. We lost him. Angry and drunk we made our way into town and had a random vampire turn. 
 
 We become our house symbol, but due to blind luck or something more, we became day walkers. I think the true war began then. We hated them for Terrence but our new instincts solidified it more. The street had become a war zone. Being Daywalkers gave us advantage most vampires did not have. The light of morning gave us strength instead of harming us. 
 
 I stared across the field. The sun was setting. We Sanguine stood across from the Lycan. My arms were wreathed in silver fire, behind me stood my house. This would end. On this field. On this day. One house would stand supreme. 
 
 In a flash, I was charging across the field tearing up the ground. One arm reaching towards the Alpha. My best friend. 
 
 
 

