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This story is No. 1 in the series "The Tribe of Ten". You may wish to read the series introduction first.

Summary: While the Watchers Council created Slayers out of necessity, the Genetics Council created the Breeds out of greed. When the New Council learns what happened, what will they do to help the Breeds survive? (Crossover with Lora Leigh's Breed Series)

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Literature > Vampire/SupernaturalJmariaFR1868,8701234,7967 Sep 109 Oct 10No

Prologue: A Salve to Old Wounds

Title: Distinction of Species
Author: Jmaria
Rating: FR-18
Disclaimer: Joss owns his people, Lora Leigh owns the Breeds.
Summary: While the Watchers Council created Slayers out of necessity, the Genetics Council created the Breeds out of greed. When the New Council learns what happened, what will they do to help the Breeds survive?
Spoilers: General series through Bengal’s Heart. Series for Buffy.
A/N: Okay, so I’m finally reading Bengal’s Heart (yeah, I know it came out last year, but honestly, I’m killing time until Styx’s Storme comes out, so I’m putting off reading Lion’s Heat as long as I can).
The Breeds series (which is definitely not for anyone under 18 for it’s graphic nature) is one of the more unique paranormal romance series out there. There’s no vampires, and the Breeds can’t shape-shift. It’s also set in 2017, so we’re changing that. The prologue is set in 2004, which would be when the Breeds ‘came out’ in my version.
Also, the paragraphs in italics are lifted from Megan’s Mark, the first of the books published by Berkley (not the first in the series however - the first eight were published by Ellhora‘s Cave). Something along those lines have appeared in most of the stories from the very beginning.

Distinction of Species
Prologue: A Salve to Old Wounds


Monsters. That was what this pseudo Council had sought to create, and honestly, that shouldn’t shock any of the people gathered in the Watchers Council offices of London. Hadn’t the original Council - those shaman way back when - done the damn same thing? Creating a warrior that was better, stronger than the average human?

They were created, not born; trained, not raised. They were never meant to be free, to laugh, to play or to love. They were men and women who whose souls had been forged in the fires of hell.

Faith’s hands had shook at the videos of what had been done to this newer Council’s creations. Male, female, all too damn young when they were slaughtered, deemed imperfect creations by their creators. Hadn’t the Watchers Council done the same thing - or at least tried - to her when she’d fractured?

They were Breeds. Genetic alterations that had somehow found the grace of God, or whatever deity existed. They had survived, not just the genetic alterations, but also the cruelties their creators had heaped upon them for decades.

Giles had feared that they had once been an offshoot to the Old Watchers Council. And he had a sneaking suspicion that they had been the true inspiration behind Maggie Walsh’s Initiative. His hands clenched against the age old wood of his desk when he recognized those lost looks in the eyes of the victims.

The Genetics Council had been created nearly a century before, a group of the greatest scientific, biological, physiological and genetic experts in the world at that time. They had funded the first lab, started the first experiments. Monsters with no conscience, no remorse and no compassion.

In the end, the vote had been cast, and the New Watchers Council had decided they would do whatever they could to aide these people.

They never knew that one of their own had been used in the experiments the Genetics Council had run in their underground labs.
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