INTRO
Highers
The gods are regarded as highest in the Leyland and the known four are Zeus, Hera, Hades, and Persephone. I will not be following their storyline. I made mine.
Lowers
The races below are slightly below the gods. The known races are; Weres, Faes, and vampires. How they came to be are listed below.
Weres: A loose term for shifters. They were once humans cursed for feeding Zeus his own son. Their animal side depends entirely on their personality. For example, A sly person becomes a werefox when his curse is activated, and being born from pure werewolf father and mother doesn't mean you will become a werewolf.
Faes: Former servants of the gods known as nymphs. They believed they should be worshipped like the gods and therefore rebelled against them. Their powers come directly from nature but there are rare species of far whose powers come for sexual energy.
Vampires: This race descended from a nymph commanded by Zeus to keep Hera from his affairs. Hera found out and placed a curse upon her to repeat the last words she had been told. Unable to bear betraying her master, She resorts to end her own life. Touched by her unwavering loyalty, Zeus makes a bargain with his brother Hades who resurrects her but with a bloody prize.
There are other supernaturals that will be mentioned as the story progresses but I thought it was best to keep them a secret but keep in mind that the female lead isn't entirely a lower
INTRO
"You are brave Talia." Her mother's words rang in her head. This was the ticket out for her. It was a simple task. Resurrect a mouse. Completing the test meant she would finally get her license to fae godparenting. The taunts and name callings would be over.
All these things seemed to strengthen Talia as she channeled on her innate ability to create a spark. One strong enough to make a heart beat again. Her persistence in her ability bore fruit and almost instantly her fingertips let out a strange warm light that surged through her body like electricity. She let out a surprised gasp as the light seemed to swallow her hands and continued to spread upwards. fingertips is a strange, bright light. She smirked seeing the look of surprise on her big time bully, Sybil's face. If she could hear the coven sister's thoughts, Nothing would please her more.
Needless to say, It didn't matter anymore. All she needed to do now was give the mouse a second chance at life, get the approval of the goddess who disapproved of her half-blooded nature, and get the hell of out of Vertlake. Finally, She let it go. The bright surge of pure energy instantly shot at the tray, missing the mouse and bouncing back at her. Talia fell to her face to dodge her own magic. She turned behind her only to see the spark hit a shield on the wall and bounce forward. Unintentionally, Her judge was right where the spark repelled to. The congregation screamed while a terrified Talia doubled over to have a glimpse of what caused the involuntary shock of the spectators. She gaped at the unholy sight. It was something she feared–knew– would happen. Her judge, Lady Persephone took the fall for her mistake. Her greenish-blue ankle-length gown made of soft, satiny fabric, long and lose was engulfed in flames that spread upwards to her face. Talia still saw the disapproving frown on the immortal lady's face. It slowly contorted into an evil smirk. It lasted for a second but it was enough to send unimaginable chills down Talia's spine. The goddess patted down the fire which left a scorching black color on her perfect robe. The fire couldn't harm her but judging by the menacing glare the goddess gave her, Talia knew Lady Persephone did not intend to have mercy.