Where to start : The Witches Circle – PD

Showing Oridin through the Elder’s library, Esme would try to help prepare the young Mage for his journey to the lands of Pride.

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Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

So many many books. Oridin was right. His pleasured response and his body language was like that of a child at the fair. Where to start, what to chose? Books of all manners of spells, and incantations, histories of witch craft and lore. Some books that had not done so well to weather the passing of time, as many had cobweb strewn across the spines. Standing in the doorway, as though there was some sort of invisible barrier that kept her out, Esme watched the boy’s antics with a troubled expression. She simply couldn’t help but worry about him. Sure, he had taken her gift even if he didn’t understand the significance of it.

Finally, chewing her bottom lip, Esme stepped into the library properly, and picked up the nearest feather duster, that was leaning against a wall with the broom – both of which looked like they had not been doing their job for years. Raising the duster, Esme began to sweep back the cobwebs with spiders running in all directions. Something that may well frighten a girl with arachnophobia, but Esme was in tune with insects, just as she was with so many other creatures. Nature and its inhabitants were the very things that Esme treasured above everything, and sometimes even her own magical powers. She’d practiced her craft, but there was this side of her that always held back. Maybe it was something deep seated within her psyche.

Revealing more and more books, as she wiped the cobwebs away, the dust was also stirred. Some books actually leapt off the shelves and opened up before the young boy, as if presenting themselves for his perusal. A magical book sometimes has a life of its own. Other books were fastened with locks, for reasons that at this time were unclear.

One book was sitting on the edge of the table, and as Esme passed it, the oddest thing happened. A red like book marker made of ribbon slid out and the book opened like a dog’s mouth panting. A small tassle that hung from the other end of the book wagged like a tail. Such a strange thing to have in the library. It started Esme, who dropped her feather duster in surprise.

If the wrong person was to pick it up….you had to wonder what it would do.

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Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.
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Oridin Lexington : ” Where to start ; where to start…. ”

– The male walked around and looked throughout the area for what he was truly looking for . He noticed the books acting of their own will and with that he kept on moving , after some time he’d look back at Esme ; seeing her clean up the area some . However Oridin kept searching about , getting hit by a moving book near him and before he realized it , he thought back on the past on what his Mother attempted to teach him awhile back while he was cursed . A magic spell he had failed to use . –

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Oridin Lexington : ” A long time ago , back in another land I attempted to destroy the curse implanted on me by utilizing the magic of nullification by fusion as odd as it sounds. To learn how to control something ; one must know how it fully works. My Mother is truly a Magic Master , and she created dangerous spells that could change the very essence of a person and others that can change the environment if used . I attempted to learn how to wield her Forma Noctis which was meant to allow me to embody dark magic within my form , she never used it since she created a form opposite to that and this was a reverse spell written all on paper . I attempted the spell but I failed, I was already inflicted with a curse that I attempted to stop with this spell but as it stood I didn’t have enough resistance to the dark elements and any kind of support within my own body to help myself. ”

– Oridin let out a sigh ; knowing fully well if he messed it up again that he’d possibly end up in a worse position if that was ever possible , but as it stood he needed to understand how to attempt it again and research would help him get there. Why did he want to control this magic ? Only he knew why he wanted to do so. Oridin would reach for the feather duster to return to Esme while hoping she had a book somewhere in the library that could help him reach his ends. –

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Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

Esme took up the book that was acting like some sort of dog and stroked the cover, while she watched Oridin move about the library, as though he was looking for something in particular. The books that had flown from the shelves to reveal themselves slowly closed, one after the other as he walked on by, like…they were also listening to what the young mage was saying. Speaking of a time, long before the two had met and about his mother. Esme stopped to collect her own thoughts, as the memory of her mother was somewhat a blur. Whether it was cause she was so young when her mother died, or perhaps there was something else that blocked her memories – something forced. Setting down the dog like book, which continued to wag its binder tassle, Esme scanned the rows of shelves, when Oridin said that his mother was a magic master. Lavinia could be regarded as such, but perhaps not exactly the same. It was no secret that Lavinia kept books on the dark arts…and these were the ones that had locks upon them. For obvious reasons.

I attempted to learn how to wield her Forma Noctis which was meant to allow me to embody dark magic within my form , she never used it since she created a form opposite to that and this was a reverse spell written all on paper .

The young apprentice’s ears pricked when she heard that there was a reversal spell that was written on paper.

“Do you still have that piece of paper?” She inquired, genuinely intrigued since if he had it, there was a chance that they could try it together…though there was a problem with that and dark magic. Something that Esme had not really explained.

I attempted the spell but I failed, I was already inflicted with a curse that I attempted to stop with this spell but as it stood I didn’t have enough resistance to the dark elements and any kind of support within my own body to help myself. ”

Resistance. These words caused Esme’s eyes to light up.

“The book you need isn’t here and I highly doubt that Lavinia would leave her grimoire out in the open. But I know of another. My mother’s.” A powerful witch in her own time, she had a massive grimoire, that Esme studied from time to time, and even took down spells from it, to work on and make into her own.

“It’s in my room.” Before the boy could speak, Esme left the library and ran back down to her own room, where Esme kept a chest. A chest of belongings that was at the foot of her bed. Kneeling down she reached for the talisman around her neck and uttered a small spell, that saw the lock on the chest open and she was able to lift up the lid on the weathered chest. In beneath baby clothes and other keepsakes, was a bound book….

Desmedora’s grimoire.

Closing the lid of the chest in haste, Esme got back up to her feet with the book held closely to her chest, before feeling a surge of power, that seemed to connect the book to the talisman – a recognition of the two magics. It always happened, like some strange bonding, that Esme never truly understood.

Racing back to the library, Esme found Oridin again where she had left him and with a look of some resignation, she handed over her most prized possession.

“This might help you with your curse. I’d pretty much bet my life on it.”

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– The Mage listened to all Esme said and done , leaving his presence to go retrieve something she believed could help him . When she returned Oridin was handed a book , it gave him the feel that it was special or at least held some special value hearing the way she spoke about it . Oridin sighed with relief hearing how full of faith she had in it and smiled whole-heartedly. –

Oridin Lexington : ” Thank you Esme , I’ll use this grimoire to the best of my ability . ”

– He bowed with great respect and adoration to his colleague , knowing he was going to speak to Esme about the information about the technique he planned to do so now . As it stood Oridin knew it would be impossible for him to have all that stuff with him after the events that transpired from his transformation ; death and transfer to Hell. With that Oridin would give the information that he could –

Oridin Lexington : ” The notes are back in my kingdom but what I can say is that I remember three words . Create . Crush . Absorb . Embody. I tried my best to remember the entire spell but I realized after all that time I could only remember root words. ”

– Oridin attempted to remember much more but he couldn’t . However he was glad to at least recognize and remember the most important words . The Mage apprentice would put the book in the bag he carried before continuing the conversation. His brains brought back the memory of the incident of where he attempted to utilize the spell without heeding his Mother’s warning. –

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Oridin Lexington : ” The spell is difficult to do if one is not completely in tune with their will. The weak will be consumed by this spell . Like I was before. I didn’t realize it was more difficult to do with a curse on me. Me attempting to use the spell caused the curse itself to mutate and turn me into a Dragon made of darkness , everything beyond that I’ve told you about in the past. ”

– The male walked closer and looked about the library for a brief moment before he allowed Esme to speak if she had something to say in response . –

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Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.

Esme had a lot of faith in the young Mage, though giving him the grimoire was a true test of this belief in him. It was a treasured family heirloom and one that she didn’t even share with her Aunt Lavinia. Seeing his reaction was enough for the young witch. He was respectful and grateful that she passed over such a precious book.

” Thank you Esme , I’ll use this grimoire to the best of my ability . ”

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“I know you will.” Esme said with an air of confidence. She was assured that if anyone should have it, it was him. Was it enough though? Waiting to see what he would do next, she found herself listening to him explain about how the notes for a certain spell were back at the kingdom where he was from. Esme knew little about his past, the times before she had found him, and though she was curious to learn more about her friend, Esme knew that time was marching on. He spoke of a spell but could only recall root words, not the entire speel. Those words held power, but without the entire incantation, they just weren’t enough on their own.

Watching Oridin place the book carefully within his bag, Esme followed him across the room, where he continued on about the spell. Saying how difficult it was and that if one was not completely in tune with their will, it won’t work. Esme let out a small sigh, when Oridin said that he didn’t realize that it was more difficult to do, do to the curse that had befallen him earlier. Maybe this was why he was so keen to seek out more information, and tour the libraries of say the Kingdom of Pride. Esme was now starting to truly understand the importance of this mission.

“I really hope you find what you are looking for out there. Who knows, maybe the answer is waiting for you in the library of that Prince that was here. Can’t hurt to look while you are doing the protection spell.” Esme had not forgotten about the whole ritual and lighting of the blooded candles, though part of her worried all the same. Lavinia’s spells were not for the feint hearted.

Out in the hall, a clock struck one, and it startled the young witch. She was about to say something…something from the heart, when a raven flew in the window. It had a note tied to its leg, and excusing herself, Esme went over to remove the note, while the raven squawked loudly. It was not one of Lavinia’s ravens. Esme could tell by the sheen of colour of the feathers. Unraveling the note, she looked surprised to see who it was from

From the Greed Kingdom to Witches Circle

Mariela to Esme

Princess Mariela of Greed requires your assistance. Apologies for the inconvenience, but if you could please make your way over to Greed castle, it’d be greatly appreciated.

“What could they want with me?” Esme said out loud, before looking back at Oridin with a worried expression. “I’ve been summoned to Greed.” After the Princess’s behavior before Lavinia, Esme had to wonder if she had called for her by mistake. “I don’t understand, I’m not an Elder. Maybe they don’t want to upset Lavinia.” It was a fair call, considering. Knowing that it was best to get a move on, Esme ran over and placed a kiss on Oridin’s cheek. “Hopefully I will be back before you return from Pride. if not…..I wish you well…I really do.”

The young apprentice then hurried out of the library to go and pack a small bag for her trip to Greed.

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(TC – Esme – Greed)

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Re: [RP] The Witches Circle.
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Oridin Lexington :”Thanks for the support Esme , I’ll do my best. ”

– The Young Apprentice would say to his comrade , he knew he was meant to head off soon and when they both said their pieces a bird came in which was meant for Esme . With that bird giving her specific information about her instructions Oridin would soon to remember he had duties to fulfill , he was meant to leave . soon –

Oridin Lexington : ” I think they need you for something that only you can do . Be careful out there ok ? I’ll be going myself now ; and thank you for the support again. We’ll see each other soon I’m sure.”

– He’d stand there for a few more moments ; seeing Esme off as he sighed gently. Hopefully she’d be safe and out of harms way while at Greed . He couldn’t go along with her due to him being assigned elsewhere.-

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Oridin Lexington : ” Maybe when we get back I’ll muster up the courage to ask. Teleportavimas ! . ”

– In the moment of stating the magic words needed to initiate the transport Oridin would have been warped and sent to the Kingdom of Pride along with the items he had needed to fulfill his duties and the gift he was given by Esme. Oridin hoped for the best and of course a chance to further his research and understanding of the pursuits he’s long since seeked. –

[ TC – Kingdom of Pride ]

The Witches Circle – Timing is everything : PD

 

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Oridin Lexington : ” Elders ?…. ”

– Oridin would say in a lowering tone , his volume decreasing as he understood what that meant. They were the most powerful at their abilities , Gods of a sort in this realm basically. Channeling such arcane sources through their bodies and using it in whichever form they desire ; The thought of it made Oridin weak in his knees as a result. He was able to see the people in the vicinity freeze and then drop , something must’ve caused them all to be done in ; maybe it was from being so close to the Elder who had casted the banishment from the beginning . The Young Male Apprentice stayed quiet and watched as Esme went over to the Elder to touch her , but his attention had gotten the better of him as he jumped in place when a Man came up to him and welcome him . He didn’t know him , but he was able to tell he was most likely one of the Elders of this realm before he took off his hat and bowed in respect to the male ; as he returned to his normal posture several chunks of mana would slowly return to the area and surround him before moving to the other witches and wizards to restore vitality within their appropriate systems if possible –

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Oridin Lexington : ” It’s an honor to be here Elder , My name’s Oridin Lexington . ”

 

Dessy:

 

The Witches Circle.

 

Mariela still didn’t quite know why she was asked to meet at this Witches Circle. But they had wanted her there, so as soon as dinner was done and they all got changed, they headed out. Alice stayed back at the castle, and Mariela made sure that the guards kept a very close on her. She didn’t trust the girl one bit, and she was not going to make the same mistake like she did with Lydia.

Unlike most witches who flew, Mariela walked. She always preferred it that way – plus, it was easier to do so when Scar, Tessa and her brothers were with her. Her hand was in Scar’s, before she stopped when they reached close to the Witches Circle. She looked at Scar, before pulling her hand away and turning around to look at the trio. “I still don’t know who these people are, or why they want us here. But whatever you do – do not say a word.” she spoke to the trio. “Let me do all the talking. I’m not sure how much these people can be trusted.” she said, looking forward at the path in front of them.“And I will not put any of your lives in danger.” she said, looking at Scar then. “Got it?”she said, looking back at them to see the trio nod.
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The trio nodded their heads, keeping silent. They understood. They were strangers here, and they knew Mariela didn’t want to risk anything bad happening to them. So they would keep silent until Mariela said otherwise. “Alright.” Mariela said, looking forward and taking a deep breath. She had her cloak on, and she reached behind her to pull the hood over her head, looking behind her and nodding. “Let’s go.” she then said, clasping her hands in front of her before walking forward, entering the Witches Circle where all the other witches should be waiting.

She didn’t know who these people were, or what they wanted from her or why they summoned her specifically. Or who this “Lavinia” person was that had supposedly been watching her. She led the way, with Scar close by her side and the trio coming in behind her. She knew nothing of the events that happened before she arrived. Nothing at all. But… It was time to see what they wanted….

 

 

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The Witches Circle.

Timing, they say is everything. No sooner had the circle been rid of the Prince of Gluttony, the arrival of another heir to the Hell thrones had arrived with her entourage. Holding the hand of Scar and her fair locks covered by the dark hood, Mariela had reached the destination of her journey. Little did she know of the dramatic event that had happened just mere moments before. Elders all around were still recovering from the harnessing of their energies by Lavinia – who looked completely different from when she had first entered the hallowed circle. At her side, Esme stood. Holding her Aunt’s hand and trying to comfort, though that was the last thing Lavinia needed. The blood link between the apprentice and her Mistress was still strong however, and it was this gift, that saved Esme from harm.

Scar was getting that nasty prickling feeling on the back of his neck. Walking with Mariela, but looking at those they passed with a nervous expression. Courage seemed to have left him, in the wake of the increasing bad feelings he was getting. A low hush fell over the entire gathering, all except the Dark One – who now watched the arrival of Mariela with marked interest. He had no knowledge of the new Princess of Greed being invited, but one should never kick a gift horse in the mouth. He stood back with Marguerite, who also knew better than to speak her turn now. The floor belonged to the Supreme Elder and her apprentice. Shamus leaned over to the young mage that had appeared earlier with Esme and whispered.

“Well met, Oridin. You are in for a show, if I am not mistaken.” He gestured with a gnarled finger towards the circle, and as Lavinia cleared her throat, the gathering went to total silence.

“Welcome, Mariela and family.” Her voice was cool and she held no emotion or warmth in her facial expression. This was due to the dark spirits that had inhabited her form before she expelled Beel from the Circle. Esme glanced across as Mariela approached, and the apprentice offered a nod, before releasing her hand from that of her Mistress and Aunt.

Lavinia began to walk towards Mariela, and offered a hand to her.

“It is not everyday we meet a witch that has defeated a sitting Royal of Hell. I understand you have taken the throne of Greed for your own.”

A gasp came from the gathered throng and it was none other than Marguerite, the one that had planned for her son Raul to marry Lydia and become the Prince of Greed himself.

“She killed Lydia?” The matriarch of the Black family was shocked to see that this slip of a girl had defeated the likes of Lydia. The Dark one could see the humor in this and started a slow golf clap. “It’s like that bible story…. David and Goliath…only in heels. Ehehehehe.”

On the other side of the circle, Scar was still holding Mariela’s hand. He really didn’t like where this was going, and though he had been told to keep silent, he instead squeezed Mariela’s hand as though to try and communicate on some level that maybe this was some sort of set up.

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“SILENCE!” Lavinia ordered to the chatty ones in behind her. The Dark one lowered his head, but he could hardly hide that horrid smirk. With all now quiet, Lavinia turned her attentions back to Mariela.

“The ancients have spoken of you, child. I myself was given the task to watch over you.’ She stopped just short of Mariela and cast her gaze downward. The Queen of Witches was a lot taller than Mariela. “You have more than proved your worth, my dear. But to become an Elder, you must prove that you are above the curse of Greed. That kingdom’s sin is a very powerful one, as its former rulers have found to their peril.” Looking across at Tessa, Sam and Sean, Lavinia deduced that they were in fact family – all accept Tessa who was human and had no magical abilities at all. “I would reward you of course, on joining the circle as an Elder, by returning those to their rightful place with the help of the other Elders here.”

There was murmuring from the many witches and warlocks present, but Lavinia held up a hand.

“I do not know if you are aware, child but there has been a disturbance caused by the turning of the time piece. May I ask you, has anything out of the ordinary….or simply put – strange occurred since the death of Lydia?”

This was a leading question, for the answer was right under Mariela’s nose.

“People being where they should not?”

 

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The Witches Circle – Part One : PD

The Witches Circle.

 

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A place where witches and warlocks gather to plot, scheme and trade spells along with vital information.

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The Witches Circle

Esme was keeping herself busy with the upcoming arrival of some of the Witch Elders. There was no mistaking the fact that there was a great disturbance in magic, and it had even been felt by the young witch who served Lavinia – the Elder. Lavinia’s modest cottage that was set on the lands of Dyre in the midst of the Witches Circle was a one stop shop for many passing witches and warlocks. Esme had spent most of the morning gathering herbs and then tidying the cottage from top to bottom. Lavinia had been in a foul mood, and this was attributed to the disturbance. She had called for all of the Elders to appear at the circle to discuss everything that they knew and perhaps through their combined powers work out where the danger was coming from.

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As the sun set, and Esme lit the night lanterns – a black cat appeared at the window before leaping in and walking along the top of Lavinia’s couch. The cat always had a good way of startling the poor girl.

“Kat….I swear…”

The black cat shivered before leaping to the ground and then morphing into the buxom blonde haired witch. She giggled cause she almost caused Esme to drop the night lantern she was holding. Kat seemed eager to find Lavinia who currently was not in the cottage. She crossed the floor and took the night lantern, before tweaking Esme’s cheek.

“Where’s Liv? I have news.”

“She should be back soon. The Elders are gathering tonight.”

At this, Kat’s ears stood up from within her golden locks. The Elders? Oh this had to mean that something big was coming. They didn’t normally call a meeting unless it was something important that affected all creatures that practiced witchcraft. Although Kat had felt a shift in her magic, she didn’t feel like bothering the Elders about it. She figured it had to do with Sayaka’s curse, not something that affected all of Hell.

“Why didn’t I get an invite?” Kat was now a bit miffed at the thought she was left out of the meeting. Esme was busy laying a table cloth on one of Lavinia’s main tables and turned her head back to glance at the miffed cat witch.

“Cause…you’re not an elder.” This was true. Katrina had not earnt the right to become an elder, and it had a lot to do with the Blacks. She had once crossed Marguerite, and it was well known she never forgot or forgave those that did ill by her. Not that it was intentional, she just so happened to have snapped the neck of Marguerite’s pet snake at one of the Black’s gatherings. Slimy bastard had tried to get a little too friendly with the feline…with disastrous results.

“Will the Blacks be coming then?” Half wondering if Marcus and Raul would show up. Both men were drop dead gorgeous, but as different as night and day. Kat had always enjoyed flirting with them, but it never amounted to anything. Besides, Kat was now finding that she was enjoying female laps a lot more.

“I am not sure about the sons, but most probably Marguerite.”

This brought a groan from Kat, who rolled her eyes at the thought. That was all she needed. But if she was able to pick up any new spells, or maybe the hint of gossip then she was willing to put up with the old bitch. Kat picked up a clear crystal orb off one of the dressers and started to play with it, as she was very much into shiny things. Esme was quick to snatch it off the cat witch and set it back gently.

“Can’t you go play somewhere else, Kat. It’s almost time, and none of the elders have patience for you.”

Well that was almost true. All of them despised Kat, save for Lavinia who loved Kat’s spunk and sharp wit. Kat knew she had at least one ally in the Circle. Sighing, Kat decided to go and wait to see the arrivals of all the Elders from each corner of Hell and beyond. Something was telling the cat witch, that she had stumbled into the circle at just the right time.

Exiting Lavinia’s house, Kat strolled along the cobble stoned path to head down into the glen where the Elders meeting was about to take place. Already the sky was alive with the sound of cackling witches and fierce warlocks. Funny how they all liked to travel through the air, as opposed to just teleporting to the place that they desire. Not paying mind to who might be following along behind her, she got a little shiver on the back of her neck, when she heard a very familiar chuckle. A giggle of sorts. One that belonged to a strange little man.

“Ehehehehe. If it isn’t the cheeky black kitty Kat.”

Turning to the sound of the voice, Kat was surprised to see the Dark One walk out of the brush. He had an evil gleam in his eye and he looked the cat witch up and down, before licking his lips. “They never said anything about you coming, dearie.” Was it seriously that bad that the cat witch wanted to be part of the circle, even if she had no idea about this elder meeting.

“That’s cause they don’t know I’m here….yet.”

“Well, if I were you….I’d keep well back. We all remember the last time Marguerite crossed your path.”

The Dark One knew all about Marguerite Black’s hatred of Katrina, even if it was over a trivial matter. “She was very fond of that snake.” He added, and this had Kat groan louder. “He was nothing more than an over sized trouser snake and one that she used to get off on.” You could see Kat was getting horribly annoyed to be talking again about Marguerite. Oh that woman.

“Ehehehe…yes well, I have bigger things to report as I have just come from Hell’s Kitchen.” The fact that the Dark one would be so bold to tell the sneaky feline about his travels was totally out of the ordinary. Kat was familiar with the Doctor and his work. Who wasn’t? The man was a genius, if save for the fact that he wasn’t a complete whacko.

“You’ve been ill?” Kat questioned, not knowing of the relationship between the Doctor and the Dark one. Few knew of the deal between them, and the Dark one wished to keep that to himself.

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“No….but a Prince of Hell is going to be feeling a loss of heart. A real…heart ache.”

Now the Dark one was speaking cryptically, and Kat was already suspicious. She had just come from the fight club and had left the Prince of Envy with the Princess of Wrath. She knew that the pair could take care of themselves, but still she was loyal to Sayaka. Was the Dark One plotting against the Princes of Hell…..all of them?

“Oh?” Kat didn’t want to give away that she worked currently for the house of Wrath and kept quiet. Thankfully, the Dark One was too wrapped up in his wicked schemes.

“Yes! One that hungers took the deal that would see the balance of Hell come crashing down!” The Dark One started laughing loudly until a shrill voice was heard coming in from behind them.

“KATRINA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” It was Marguerite, and boy did she look angry. The cat witch jumped in behind the Dark one and peered out from the side. “Passing through…” She was not about to get into a cat fight with Marguerite, not with the Dark One in tow. She knew her magic was strong, but everyone had their limits. Thankfully, the Dark One was privy to some knowledge that was about to change Marguerite’s tone.

“Marguerite….congrats about your boy getting the girly thief pregnant. Shall we all call you “Grandmama?”

In behind the Dark one, Katrina could not stop giggling at the question being asked. The one thing that Marguerite hated more than anything was being regarded as old. The cat witch had to clamp her hand over her mouth to stifle the giggles, as Marguerite looked like she was about to go nuclear.

“Couldn’t keep it in his pants, eh Dearie?” Now the Dark one was being really malicious, taunting her further and Marguerite would have gone in for the attack, had it not been for Lavinia arriving on the scene. She got in between the Dark one and the matriarch of Black, holding up her hands which both glowed fiercely with power.

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“ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU! TO THE CIRCLE….NOW!” Lavinia had saved the day, and Kat couldn’t have been happier about her timing. She was quick to dart out from behind Shamus and move to give her good friend a cuddle.

“Liv!”

“Katrina…what are you doing here?” She was a bit shocked, since she had not summoned her to the circle. Lavinia knew that there were those amongst the elders that wanted the cat spade. Lavinina accepted the hug and then threaded her arm with the young cat witch, who poked her tongue out at Marguerite as she went to walk with the elder. The pair having been friends for centuries. When they were far enough away from the Dark one and the Lady Black, Kat whispered.

“Why did you call the Elders, Liv?”

“Someone started the time piece. Everything we hold sacred could be in danger.”

Little did Kat know about what really happened at Hell’s kitchen….and what it meant for all creatures, not just the Princes of Hell.

~RB~