circee

"Loyalty and Vengeance" --- Most Important Parts: The Ultimate Fight.

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia)

-The sun was set in the small town of Maramures and we were all gathered in the hotel suite. @BloodLovingDoll was helping pull the strings of my corset as I did with hers. I was facing the mirror, having a good view of the room. I watched @CunningAvenger as he buttoned his silk shirt then wore his jacket. Our outfits represented the golden era and so did our masks. I have called one of the finest jewelers in Romania asking that they bring their richest ornaments. I stared down at my reflection, admiring the hand work made of my taffeta, royal blue gown. The silver embroidery were a perfect match for it. When @BloodLovingDoll was done with my gown, she stepped from behind me. My gaze lingered on her vacant expression. Since our meeting in Volterra, none of us dared speaking of what would happen next. I reached silently for the jewelry box, pulling it open and taking the well furnished necklace, made of pure white gold. I hooked it around my neck then wore the earrings and bracelet that accompanied it. When I was done preparing myself, we met at the center of the room. I smiled at @CunningAvenger and @BloodLovingDoll as we put on our masks. We exited the suite shortly after and took the elevator to the lobby where we have been informed that our ride had arrived so, we went to it. The ride in the limousine had a stiffening atmosphere and a taste of death. I sighed glancing at @BloodLovingDoll and @CunningAvenger who were sitting on opposite seats.- This doesn’t have to be the end. -They both looked at me but didn’t say anything. They knew the chances were thin and they didn’t lie to themselves. When I was about to reach for one of the buttons on the panel to open the window, I caught a smile playing on @CunningAvenger’s lips. The compliment he gave me on my dress seemed to dissipate the clouds of stress that have weighed upon our shoulder. Letting some air inside, I enjoyed the ride, speaking casually to @BloodLovingDoll and @CunningAvenger as if we were simply friends going out to enjoy their evening, which was true, in a way.-

Balthazar: (@CunningAvenger)

 [The argument I had with @BloodLovingDoll had settled things a little between us. I was the only one to know what happened between us a year ago but Chelsea still felt the hurt and blamed herself for stupidities. We agreed that it was only a mistake and that we had to move on, so we did. In the limousine we all laughed and joked even if we were driving to a sure death. When the limousine came to a stop, I slipped out of my seat and went to the door. I left the door open behind me so, @CirceeLaLamia and @BloodLovingDoll can come out . I looked up at the magnificent castle that used to be my home, with its gothic towers and dark shadows. No need for decorations, it was scary enough.  I held my hands out helping @CirceeLaLamia and @BloodLovingDoll to come out of our ride in turn then presented them arms  to escort them inside, to the big party.]

Chelsea: (@BloodLovingDoll)

-I smooth my hand over my cream gown, canceling any wrinkles it could have from the ride and takes @CunningAvenger’s arm. I am happy that Balthazar and I put an end to our conflicts and decided to carry on. After our argument, this morning I feel lighter and I can say that I am accepting better the idea that I may die tonight. Perching at @CunningAvenger’s arm he walks us inside the castle. A place he is very familiar with since he used to be member of this clan and now they are the enemy. How ironic. I reach up to adjust my mask, not willing to be recognized, not until @CirceeLaLamia succeeds at the next step. All three we come to a stop in front of a giant old wooden door, it opens and a vampire appears, he stare us down then after few works in Romanian with @CunningAvenger he lets us in. To my surprise, we enter a dark room, with no sound and nothing to observe around, I frown wondering what’s is this place but sooner another doors open at our lead and the music reaches our ears. Time to play.-

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia)

 -We entered the sumptuous ball room and I walked in dazzled by such beauty. It was a wonderful master chief, as if coming out of one of the greatest paintings in the world, as if it was all made of gold. I looked around, tightening my grip around @CunningAvenger’s arm dazzled by such beauties. The classical music was blossoming the party, I looked down at the long staircase before we all three descended them, slowly. We attracted few curious glances and nothing more, everyone was interacting or dancing. Laughter and sounds of conversations could be heard coming from out surroundings. When we reached the last flight of stairs, I turned to @BloodLovingDoll and @CunningAvenger.- You two can mingle with the crowd. I will be looking for Stefan or Vladimir. -They both looked at eachothers then at me, with a single nod they turned around taking the other direction, getting lost with the guests while I went around the ballroom looking for the two persons who could possibly give me an answer. After moments of walking around aimlessly and smiling politely at vampires and humans alike, that I’ve never seen in my life a strong hand closed around my elbow and stirred me, swiftly to the dance floor. It wasn’t until I was facing my assailant that I knew who it was. The little man before me, had half his face covered with a beautiful pearled black mask. He places one hand on my hip and I let him do such and took the other in his free hand, then we started waltzing among the audience. This little man was Stefan. Fallen king. When he spoke to me, his voice was thick with a accent and I displayed the most genuine smile, actually pleased that he found me. “What bring you among us, Miss Circee?” he said. I wasn’t surprised that he knew my name. Nonetheless, it didn’t make what I had to ask him any easier, yet I went straight to the point.- A woman was found dead in Volterra by a vampire bite and I’ve heard that you had the same phenomena had occurred around here. -Stefan listened to me while I spoke, not missing a step in that glorious dance, he had his eyes and hands on me and I was eager to get away from those.- My masters believe that you are responsible for these crimes, Stefan. -A guttural laugh came out of Stefan’s lips and he leaned closer, as if I could not hear him from that distance. “And what do you think?” For that he had every right to ask.- I think that you are a better leader than that. You don’t want to risk losing the few vampires you already have. -He eyed me for second before he nodded and answered evenly. “The vampire who is responsible for all your troubles isn’t here.” When I rose my eyebrow quizzically, he sighed and twirled me before answering my silent question. “Her name is Anastasia. @SavoryRequite has left our clan a year ago, after the accidental death of her parents during the war. Since then she holds a grudge against your masters and promised herself to kill them, one by one. Vladimir told her that it was suicide, but now,” he gazed at me with the most impish smile I’ve ever seen. “I think she is proving that we were wrong to think that the Volturi are invincible.” So they weren’t responsible for the murders, but some revenge thirsty vampire named Anastasia was. Suddenly, my vision went black and a sharp pain stabbed me in my liver. I let go of Stefan’s hand and clutched my stomach, stumbling backward and as fast as it came, it was gone. Stefan was gazing at me as if I’d have lost my mind and maybe I did. What in heaven’s sake was that? And then it came back to me, the night I’ve fed @IndependentSeer. Alice.  I turned away from our unadvised host and ran across the room, when I spotted @BloodLovingDoll and CunningAvenger, they were speaking to a couple of vampires, that @CunningAvenger seemed to know very well. They were smiling and sipping in glasses that looked as if they contained blood. I had not time to linger on niceties, after I excused us from the couple, I pulled both of them aside, muttering in a hurry.- We were set up.

Balthazar: (@CunningAvenger)

 [I nodded at @CirceeLaLamia’s request to mingle and led @BloodLovingDoll to the heart of the feast, we smiled at people on our way and tried to look as if we belonged. Even I was feeling out of place and I have lived here for half my vampire life. I gazed at my left one I saw them Irina and Devon, my old time friends. As I pulled @BloodLovingDoll in their direction, I whispered to her.] I hope you don’t mind some company. [ To which she answered with a small laugh and so we stood in front of my old friends who eyes me for a long time without knowing exactly who I was, until recognition flashed in Irina’s eyes and she was at my neck the second later, hugging me. @BloodLovingDoll let go of my arm for the moment that I embraced Irina then came Devon’s turn, we shook hands firmly smiling at each other, then I introduced @BloodLovingDoll as a friend and we started to catch up on what we have missed from each others life, which was a very long recital and I listened to it eagerly.]

Chelsea: (@BloodLovingDoll)

-Trying to act casually, I smile at some parts of @CunningAvenger and his friends’ stories, while I still keep an eye open on my surroundings. I do not fool myself and knows pertinently that we are still on enemy grounds as long as we don’t leave Romania, staying far away from this castle. The moment I start to worry about @CirceeLaLamia, I see her comes running in our direction a worried expression on her face. She pulls us away from @CunningAvenger’s friends, to whom we bid a quick goodbye and lead us back to the staircase from where we came. The words she pronounces, set us up and around. Making my instincts kick in the action. “We’ve been set up.”- By whom? -I look around, expecting any guard to jump in our way as we climb the stairs, but @CirceeLaLamia’s next words cut short any thoughts I had.-

Alice: (@IndependentSeer)

  :I entered the throne room, dressed in this elegant replica of Audrey Hepburn. When the doors opened to let me in, I was astonished by the wonderful work done there. It didn’t look like the room where all orders were cast. It breathed of youth, it held the Halloween spirit. It was like those many parties I’ve attended to in America and some which I’ve made myself. This party looked felicitous. Nevertheless, the guests were all vampires for once. I walked around, shaking my hips at the rhythm of the music, watching the vampires whom I’ve come to know better with the time, dance together, it was going to be a good party, I felt it to be that way. That was until I looked at @UnforgivingAro’s throne that was decorated too with cobwebs and had a crowned pumpkin above it, I smiled at the irony until I felt dizzy. My eyes went vacant and I had another vision in the middle of the party. I was looking at the floor, a crimson string was at my feet, I bent down to touch it and it is then that I noticed it was blood. I followed the trail until it stopped at the throne room’s double doors. There a big pond of blood had stagnated. I walked to the doors and pushed them open. In shock, I watched a mountain of around twenty shred corps. The limbs were piled on each others. When I looked at the top of the pile, I saw @UnforgivingAro’s lifeless eyes stare back at me, I gasped in shock. As fast as it came, the vision was over and I was back to the party, where everybody around was alive. I caught a movement and a shadow detached itself from the crowd, I followed it until it took me out of the throne room, this action was too familiar and I was sure I knew what was going to happen next. I walked down the corridor following the silhouette and then suddenly at a turn it disappeared, I looked around, seeking it out then the movement came from behind me and something was pulled over my head, putting the lights off a balaclava, it obscured my vision then a sharp was given to me, right in the stomach. I twisted and writhed against the hands holding me still as I was dragged away, shuffling my feet on the ground. We were ascending stairs and then I smelled wetness and dirt, this could only mean we were in the dungeons. And I knew that I guessed right when I heard the metallic sound of the keys being put in the old locks and a heavy door being opened. After that I was dragged inside and thrown against something hard and what seemed like a hood has been shut above me, which hit my shoulder. I adjusted to the space and grasped the edges of the balaclava, taking it off but it didn’t bring any relief, it was still dark. I banged my fists again what was covering my visions and then I realized, the size, the form, the darkness, I was in a coffin and so I started banging harder on the steel, screaming at the top of my lungs.-

Anastasia: (@SavoryRequite)

 Anastasia stared up at the light blooming castle, a dark smile anchored on her small lips. Yes, this was her final destination. She saw the low door open and signaled to her soldiers to follow her. She ran behind the concealing trees and entered the castle from the secret door, on the other side of the door she found her spy and accomplice. She watched the all black dressed vampire as he took off his mask. Marcus. Known as Master Marcus. Not a title he was going to bear for a long time, but that he didn’t know. I watched as the rest of my small army shuffled inside, few stayed guard outside. I glanced at Marcus as he counted them, a smile creeping my lips, I asked him. “Did you take care of everything?” He nodded his response immediately “Yes, @IndependentSeer has been taken care of before she could inform anyone.” Satisfied with his answer, I moved along the dark dirty path of the basement, taking turns to reach the door of the dungeons that led to the upper flights of the castle. All together, we took the long uneven staircase to the single wooden door that separated us from our victory, I spoke few words, making sure that each one of my soldiers knew what was his mission. Marcus went first and after informing us that the corridor was empty we followed him to the first flight of the castle, I caught the sound of music coming from my right, the direction of the throne room. I pointed it out to the troops and we split in two, a half went in that sense while the others stayed with me and so did Marcus. He led us to the first floor, we took turns until we came to a deadlock, standing still in front of large doors. Curiously, no guard was there and I had to think that they were with the rest of them in the throne room. I waved my hand, ordering the soldiers to enter and they did. I burst the door open, shuffling inside they stood on either sides of @UnforgivingAro, who was standing up, staring at us astonished, a priceless moment. I waved my hand again and this time the group split again as two of them detached themselves and entered the only other door, that led to @UnforgivingAro’s private quarters. A sharp scream came, shortly after until they came back, dragging Sulpicia’s tied body behind them. “Greetings Aro.” I saluted him and then moved closer, “I pray tell that you do not remember me, seeing as you look at me strangely.” I smiled while I moved behind @UnforgivingAro, circling the soon to be dead master.

Aro: (@UnforgivingAro) 

 <In the dark night, the first notes of music boomed from the lower floor. Aro could hear them clearly as he worked on his paper works. He tried to concentrate on his duties, but he was still thinking about the investigation @CirceeLaLamia, he wondered if he should send someone to inform him that his guards were alive or and rip out the head of Vladimir and Stefan at the first chance they have. Suddenly, the music stopped and the world went upside down, all together. The door of his office burst open and a legion of vampires entered. He rose from his seat ready to fight whoever entered his adobe uninvited, but one he saw who it was, it stopped him on his tracks. He watched as Marcus and a petite vampire entered and stood at the center of his office. He didn’t grasp the reason of all this movement and then he saw the look in his brother’s eyes. The same look he has caught in his eyes when Aro murdered his sister. A look full of hatred and death promises. The petite vampire, @SavoryRequite started walking around him, speaking. He ignored her completely, she was the least of his problem, he only grasped her accent, a Transylvanian accent. His eyes didn’t leave his brother’s, he could not believe what was happening, his own brother has betrayed him. Then, all the pieces clicked together. How their anonymous enemy seemed to calculate the least of their motions. He finally looked at @SavoryRequite when she made a sound of frustration and pronounced the words that Aro knew he would regret his whole existence. “Kill her” Before he could move, the two vampires holding his dear wife, had their hands on her neck and twisted it then pulled, ripping her head apart. He growled, a feral sound as he lunged himself at them, but five other vampires held him back. He fought them, giving punches, twisting two of their necks, but they were too many and he knew that it was too late for him to save his beloved wife. He watched as they dropped her head to the floor, lifeless eyes and let her writhing body join it.>

Balthazar: (@CunningAvenger)

  [We ran to the top of the stairs, taking the whole way back until the entrance, the hall was empty as all the guests were in the ball room. I stared at @CirceeLaLamia, feeling the adrenaline pump in my system.] We won’t be there in time, Circee. No private plane is fast enough. [At that point, she came to a spot and eyed both @BloodLovingDoll and I, the look in her eyes announced that she might have an idea that she wasn’t very pleased with. That made me stop on my tracks.] What is it, Circee?

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia)

- @CunningAvenger was right, we wouldn’t make in time. As it was, we were already late and I had a bad feeling about all this. We had one solution, but was I ready to bring it in front of @BloodLovingDoll and @CunningAvenger, no? Balthazar was observing and he noticed the inner fight I was having. He stopped walking and grasped my elbow, making me look at him. I lifted my eyes to his, still wondering, they wouldn’t believe it even if I did it. I looked past @CunningAvenger at @BloodLovingBlood whose face was lined with signs of worry. I clasped Balthazar with mine and moved to take Chelsea’s one. Holding both their hands, I stared intensely at them.- For once I will ask you not breath even if you don’t need it, do not breath. -I closed my eyes tightly concentrating on summoning the little power I had and focusing on my destination, I pictured the corridor outside @UnforgivingAro’s office where @CunningAvenger used to stand guard and the next second I felt the world twist and turn around me, until it settled all again. I inhaled deeply, a curious smell. It was sugary and it held also a great appeal. Blood.  My eyes flashed open and I started to run towards the scent but @BloodLovingDoll pulled me into as small room before I could step in the view of @UnforgivingAro’s chambers. In the dark space, she shushed me and signaled for me to walk to a another set of doors, I followed her to it and she leaned closer placing her ear against the hard wood and reported to me what was happening between @SavoryRequite and @UnforgivingAro. I look back at @CunningAvenger- Go back to the dungeons and deliver @IndependentSeer. Find the others and bring them here. They are too numerous for us to fight alone.

Balthazar: (@CunningAvenger)

 [I was astonished. A minute earlier we were stuck in Romania in the middle of the lobby wondering if we would make it in time and after everything went in fast motions and a lot of blur, we appeared in the Volturi castle. I watched @CirceeLaLamia with deliberate curiossity, this was simply impossible to believe, but as she kicked in action I preferred to postpone the millions of question I was so eager to ask her and care about the actual matters. I agreed to go by @CirceeLaLamia’s orders and so I did. Once they were in the mistresses’ bedroom, hidden in the dark, I walked out of the room, going to search for @IndependentSeer. I had no idea how @CirceeLaLamia knew about her location, but I trusted her instincts. In a span of seconds, I was in the basements. The air smelled of dirt and wetness and as I walked aimlessly, I concentrated on my hearing, trying to catch any sound that showed that @IndependentSeer was there. At first I heard nothing and after my ears adjusted to the sound of dripping water and blowing wind that came from an unclosed door, I heard the thumping and what was that? Muffled screams. I sprinted in that direction and came to a dead stop in front of a cell’s door, the noise was coming from inside. There was no way to open the door, unless I broke it and so I pushed at it, until it gave away, the hinges came apart and the door fell to the inside. I stepped over it and peered inside, it was too dark to see clearly, yet I saw the silver box on the floor, I crossed the cell and knelt down. It was a locked coffin, fully made of steel. Whoever made this was a genius. I gave several blows at the padlock trying to break it with my bare hands since I found nothing around to be used for the matter. After many hits it broke and I pulled the hood of the coffin open. I looked down to see @IndependentSeer’s petrified face.] It’s alright, you are safe. [I offered her my hand and pulled her out of the coffin then in a hurry I gave the instructions, while we ran across the dungeons, moving back to the main stream of actions. Next stop, the throne room.]

Chelsea: (@BloodLovingDoll)

 -The world blurs around me, a moment I am in Romania and the second, I am standing in the middle of another landscape, it takes me a minute to realize that I am no more in Romania but in Volterra, in the Volturi’s castle precisely I drop @CirceeLaLamia’s hand in a hurry, not understanding what she is, nor what she just did to get us here in such short notice. Nonetheless, I notice as she goes running straight in danger zone. @CirceeLaLamia doesn’t hear the voice before I do. There were more than one person in the room she is heading to. And the most intriguing is that they smell of blood. I go after @CirceeLaLamia and grip her elbow, tearing her focus apart, with my hand on her mouth, and dragging her to the only other door on that corridor, Sulpicia’s bedroom’s door. They are connected to @UnforgivingAro’s quarters by a single door that they use rarely. In the dark of the room, I take @CirceeLaLamia towards that door, being followed by @CunningAvenger and point to the thin wooden door. Silently, I place my ear above the hard panel and listens to voices coming from the other side and I only hear a foreign voice, it can only be @SavoryRequite. After @CunningAvenge leaves to do what @CirceeLaLamia orders him to, I turn back to her- They are only talking, for now -Sighing, I lean, back to the door and head tilted backward watching @CirceeLaLamia.- What are you?

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia)

  -I looked at @BloodLovingDoll working her question around my mind. Yes, what am I. This wasn’t a question to which she was going to believe the answer and for that matter, I glanced down at my dress, mumbling.- It’s not time for questions, Chelsea. -I bent down to grip the  edge of the taffeta and started tearing apart the lovely blue gown I was wearing, anyway, it was out of place. I tore it apart until all that was left was a small skirt and the corset. I needed to move easily in battle and ball gowns weren’t a facility. Another wrench was heard and when I looked at @BloodLovingDoll, she was doing the same with her going. We heard a sharp cry coming from the other side of the of the door, @BloodLovingDoll was the first to kick into action and bust through the door, but it was too late. A corpse was laying on the ground and a pool of blood was forming around it. I did not take much time to see who it was as the first guard near me, jumped at my neck, how subtle. I disengaged from his strangling grasp and elbowed him, causing him to stumble backward then I whirled around, my attacker was growling, a feral sound that made no sense to me. We circled eachother until he lunged forward, impatient and tried to grip my arm, I was faster and more tactful, which is why he missed me by inches and I took advantage of that to grip his flailing arm, twisting and turn it to be on his back. Grunting, I bite his neck, tearing a piece of flesh then kicked him which caused him to bend his back to an abnormal angle, I let go of him as he fell down and before he was able to recover, I put my knee on his chest, keeping him still and grasped him head, with a swift move, I wrenched it and threw it away. I looked up, aware of the battle going on around me and searched for @UnforgivingAro. He was finishing off a red haired vampire. I strode across the room and pulled him towards the tapestry where behind hid a secret door. I kept him behind me, as we moved toward it, using my body as a shield.-

Alice: (@IndependentSeer)

  :I didn’t know how much time I have spent locked away in that box, but when I heard a hammer sound, as if someone was giving blows to the coffin’s hood, I shut my mouth, not willing to cry in desperation. Friend or foe, I was willing to battle whoever tried to hurt me. After a lot of hits, the noise stopped and the hood was pulled. My eyes adjusted slowly to the change of light until I could see @CunningAvenger’s face. When he presented me his hand to help me out of the steel box, I decided that friend, after all. I took the help he so generously gave and stood up. Balthazar gave me all the necessary details about what was going on in the castle, while we ran to help the others. As I listened to him, I understood that the castle has been taken over by a rogue Romanian clan, led by a certain @SavoryRequite. He told me that @CirceeLaLamia instructed him to look for the others and bring them to her because as it seemed @UnforgivingAro was held prisoner of that vampire. When we reached the lobby I looked at the direction of the throne room, seeing five dark silhouettes standing guard at the doors, I shared a glace with @CunningAvenger and we lunged at them. One by one, we based our strength on our experiences and I on the trainings I’ve got from @CirceeLaLamia. I caught a male guard’s hand as he tried to punch me and twisted his wrist, when he was bent, I put his head under my arm and twisted, detaching his head from his body. We went through the motions, taking and giving blows, fighting and killing until the last guard. Standing in the bloody mess, I looked at @CunningAvenger then opened the double doors of the throne room. Three bodies were lied, headless on the floor at its entrance and when I looked beyong, the other members of the guard were staring back at me, lips pursed and rage flaring in their eyes.: Perfect! Ready for the kill. Follow me. :We all left the throne room, running to @UnforgivingAro’s private Aro, when we reached them the chaos was general three rogue vampires lied in their blood, meanwhile @CirceeLaLamia was standing before @UnforgivingAro shielding him, on the other side of the room @BloodLovingDoll was fighting four vampires on her own and she was in disadvantage When I tried to go help her, a blonde vampire blocked my way, snarling at her I and engaged in another fight:

Anastasia: (@SavoryRequite)

  Anastasia snarled when she saw the two foolish vampires come inside the office. Stupid action from them to try alone, both of them were intercepted by her soldiers, they had no way to walk out of here alive, she watched as @CirceeLaLamia and @BloodLovingDoll fought meanwhile @UnforgivingAro was still struggling against his captors, it was all very amusing until the unbelievable happened. Snarls came up from the corridor followed by a crowd of blood thirsty vampires whom attacked all her precious newborns. She stepped backward as one of them tried to go for the little boy next to her. This wasn’t happening like she had planned for it. Growling, she turned around taking the opposite way of the battle, trying to get away from it. She knew that if she stayed there were chances that she could die and Anastasia wasn’t going to test her luck. At great pace she exited the battle field and ran in the corridor only to be stopped short in her tracks by a brown haired vampire that she knew far too well, @CunningAvenger. “Balthazar, love. I have not time to give you a hug, move away.” Anastasia tried to move away, but @CunningAvenger moved with her not letting go anywhere. “Don’t make me hurt you, again.” The smirked that appeared on Balthazar’s was uproarious which only angered Anastasia, snarling she rose to her toes swinging her leg up and to @CunningAvenger.

Aro: (@UnforgivingAro)

  <His hands were dripping with blood, the blood of the men who killed his wife. He wanted them all dead and most of all @SavoryRequite. Somebody moved behind him and he turned to grab whoever it was by the neck and twist it, only to see Marcus flee from the secret door that he was supposed to take. He let go of the collar of the lumps body that was in his hands and followed his supposed brother down the stairs, it was a very dark staircase that led to a large chamber where family jewels were hidden, it also served as an easy escape to sneak out the castle under attack. Sensing that he was being followed, Marcus looked back and saw his brother. Roaring with great rage, Aro went for his brother. He punched him, sending him flying across the room and hit the wall. In a booming voice, Aro said.> You, I trusted you, how could you? < The smug smile Marcus had across his mouth didn’t make things and better for him and before he rose to his feet, Aro walked to him and grabbed him by his collar raising him off the ground. > You loved her as much as I did. <Aro spit at him, but Marcus had an answer of his own. “You loved Didyme as much as I did.” Not that again. He knew he was right but the anger and hatred he felt for Marcus at that moment erased any sense of logic and pushed his brother against the wall,  Hitting him in the abdomen. Marcus this time reacted and deflected Aro’s blow and gave a punch of his own. They wrestled for a long time, giving and receiving punches until Aro had Marcus on the ground. He looked with disgust and hatred at his old brother, thrusting a table pedestal in his guts then he warped his arms around his neck watching his brother fight him, uselessly. He was losing blood and therefore losing strength. Marcus tried to push Aro away but with a single quick movement he tore his head apart from his body. He leaned back on his heels as he watched the distorted body of his old brother. The smell of blood was coating the air, almost unbearable. He didn’t know for how long he was there, until sounds of footsteps brought him back to the present time and he watched @CirceeLaLamia appear.>

Chelsea: (@BloodLovingDoll)

  -The second I throw myself in the battle I know that it is a lose/lose party, we are two vampires and they are twenty. I am fighting as best as I can against to vampires, I avoid to be hit and give the blows back and more. I kick the vampire woman in the stomach and she loses her balance, but I take no time to finish her off as her partner attacks me from behind. He grips me around the neck and I elbow him then take his hands away from my neck. Holding his hands, I whirl around which has the result of dislocating his arms, I hold him had with my knee as I pull on his arms, detaching them from his body. But an almost win is never enough. Four vampires engage with me next. I push two against eachother and try to keep the others away. But they outnumber me considerably and I am unable to put a good fight. They incapacitate me, as one vampire succeed at coming close enough to bite my neck, another holds my arms back while the third punches me across the face, twisting my neck to the side. The one behind me pull at my arms dislocating me. A high pitched cry shots through my parted lips as I fall to my knees, head bent forward. As that instant other screams come from the other side of the room, I lifted my head to see @IndependentSeer and the others enter the room, for a brief moment Alice and mines eyes met before a newborn stepped in our line of sight and the hands of the fourth vampire close around my neck. Less than five seconds later, my world goes black and I am no more.-

Balthazar: (@CunningAvenger)

 [When we reached @UnforgivingAro’s office, it has become a battle field. I watched around the room, as I fought three vampires when after the other, working like killing machine. I glimpsed a dark mare from the corner of my eyes and was betting that it could be only one single person could flee a situation like that. I finished matters with the vampire boy I was battling with and then did a turn and ran out of the room, following @SavoryRequite. I caught up with her when she was about to take the staircase and blocked her escape.] You never stay for the curtains fall, Anastasia, why? [Smirking, I looked at @SavoryRequite anticipating her next moves while she was trying to supposedly resonate with me and talk me out of her path, which wasn’t a successful tactic and so she tried another method, she swung her leg trying to kick me in the stomach and I caught her ankle, I rotated it anticlockwise and I heard a crack. I smiled at her, whispering.] That reminds me of many good things. [ She snarled and tried to hit me, but forgot that I had her dissembled feet in my hands, I pushed her against the wall and then gripped her fist into my hands crunching her bones in mines. She screamed as I put pressure onto her hand lowering her to the ground. Then in swift motion, I had both her arms behind her back and guided her back into the battle field. When we arrived the screams had ceased, we only heard few moans coming from wound or torn vampires on the floor. @CirceeLaLamia was nowhere to be seen and @IndependentSeer was kneeling over a body. I didn’t know whose body it was at first until I dragged @SavoryRequite a little bit closer to glimpse at the cream torn gown, covering half the legs of a woman’s body. With an intake of breath I realized who it was, @BloodLovingDoll.]

 

Alice: (@IndependentSeer)

 :Exhausted and bloodied, I walked towards the single body in that mess whose death was caused by her fault, if I hadn’t lingered on that blonde girl, if she had been faster. I knelt down, brushing a hand across the half bare back of the woman, who a week ago she considered an enemy, but was no longer and won’t be anymore. @BloodLovingDoll’s lifeless body was at my feel. I let out a hiccupped sound like a sob, but my eyes were dry as I was incapable of shedding tears, something that I have wished to do so many times before. For Jasper, my family, for Chelsea and for me. I said a silent prayer for her soul, because no matter how terrible things could be in life, unlike Edward, I believed that we had a soul and I wished @BloodLovingDoll a wonderful afterlife where she would see her husband again. Shadows were cast over me and I looked up and around to see @CunningAvenger holding @SavoryRequite imprisoned in his arms. He gave me a sad smile and I rose to my feet, placing a hand on his shoulder, as leaned to whisper in @SavoryRequite’s ear.: You had your revenge, but you haven’t seen mine yet.

 

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia)

 -I rose to my feet, hands full of blood of my enemies and looked around for more threats. It has taken us hours to finish every last one them. But it was the absence of @UnforgivingAro that scared me, I have lost track of him during the fight focusing only on my adversary and now that it was over, I feared something had happened to the master. I gazed at the tapestry behind me, it was pulled aside and before taking any breathe of relief, I took the secret entrance which hid a spiral staircase. There was no sound coming from bellow, until I reached the last stairs and watched @UnforgivingAro sitting near a body, I would have sworn there was no one. I walked to him, in a very slow motion as he seemed to be lost and aghast, I did not know why he would feel that why. Maybe because some crazy avenging girl has succeeded at entering his fortress, but when I came closer to get a better look at the body, I saw clearly who it was, Marcus. I tried to keep the surprise from showing on my face thus I was very astonished. I placed a hand, gently on @UnfogivingAro’s shoulder, whispering softly.- They are awaiting you, upstairs. -Aro nodded silently and rose to his feet. Meanwhile he took the front, I peered back again. No one will ever know what happened between the brothers, this was for sure. @UnfogivingAro and Marcus have always had a strong bound, stronger than anything, stronger than the one he used to to have with Didyme. I climbed the stairs quietly, my mind going through multiple things as I emerged in the mess that the office had become. This was going to be cleaned up, but the scares would stay and just like every unfortunate event life will go on. It always did. Each of us has learned, @UnforgivingAro, @CunningAvenger, @SavoryRequite and all of us has learned that loss is part of our lives as well, as my thoughts drifted to @BloodLovingDoll. What was sure is that the vampire race will know some more peaceful decades before someone else decides to put them under the spotlight, but as long as the Volturi stood strong, that was not an option.-

Aro: (@UnforgivingAro)

 < When he entered his office, Aro refused to look down at the bodies, fearing to see his beloved wife’s body among them but when he spotted @SavoryRequite in @CunningAvenger’s hands he walked towards them. He eyed the traitor of her race, the social reject. He couldn’t express how much he wanted her to suffer for what happened tonight for the two words she pronounced that has ended his wife’s existence. He looked beyond her at @CunningAvenger.> Take her to the dungeons and let her rote there. Make a shift, we need to keep her under surveillance, until her death. < His orders given, he walked out of the office and into his bedroom where he had bedded for the last time his beautiful Sulpicia. A new reign was starting, the reign of sorrow where all who dared cross his path would pay with their lives.>

 

Balthazar: (@CunningAvenger)

 [As ordered, I took @SavoryRequite to the dungeons and irony wanted that I chose a cell near the one where @IndependentSeer was locked up. I pushed her inside and locked the doors. Looking at @SavoryRequite through the bars, I smirked- Maybe Alice enjoyed her stay in the cell next and will make herself a pleasure to join you for the night. -I grinned and moved away, not giving Anastasia a chance to reply. My smile didn’t last long when I recalled the events of the night, but somehow I was glad for @BloodLovingDoll. She was finally going to join her beloved. With this small cheery thought, I climbed out of the dungeons to the pure air. A new book would begin, it was great time we closed that one.]

Anastasia: (@SavoryRequite)

 Anastasia sat down on the dirt floor, she knew that the cell was full of rats and other insects, but it was not her problem at the moment, actually nothing was anymore. She hugged her legs as she thought about the events of the night. Anastasia has failed the single purpose she has ever had in her life and she would pay the price for that crime. She did not care how many people have died, her heart had turned to stone the day she was reborn and tonight it did not exist anymore. She would not exist anymore, sooner.

The Wiccan Mother Diary -- Reunions

   The sun was high in the sky and the pure air was feeling my lungs with its delicious mixture of magic and life. I had returned from America since a week now and everything seemed perfect. The silent hills seemed to contemplate my being with curiosity. I laughed to myself at that thought, in my mind words were spilling some like, “Of course, I was born before them, they should wonder.” Others like, “For how long will I stay in this peace ?” The answer to make question came instantly, as if summoned by me a storm rose and the twirling air took my hair in a spiral. I looked at the sky and noticed the red glow of the sun. Crimson red sun, blood. Blood has been spilled, holly blood. I could tell, I have seen this too many times in the past centuries but not in the last ten. I frowned deeply trying to not give prejudice, I hoped. Hope could have kept me from summoning my own powers to track the intruder but my duties didn’t allow me such relief, I was the keeper of magic after all. I closed my eyes and emptied my mind, I expended my awareness until I hit a wall. Not a physical wall but a psychic one. “How is that possible ?” I asked myself very intruiged by such powerful shield. I tried harder pushing my mind to the depths of the black hole, only to come back with a headache. This was unheard of. I couldn’t believe it, many ideas came to mind and I tried to give myself many reason for being weak against this presence. I couldn’t allow myself to think that I was weak, I am the first enchantress after all. The only way that a wizard or witch could have to gain an amout of power was to kill another and drink his or her blood during a ritual, few knew about this ritual and others had forbidden such actions, they were unethical. I shook my head in disbelief, I wanted to try again but I felt worn out, another curious fact. The magic was part of me, I was made by it. It flood my veins, I breathed in it. 

 I didn’t get the chance to give it much thoughts when a sound like thunder echoed in my ears when no lightenings were seen in the crimson sky. I looked up once again to see shadows swirl in hairsping and in the thick clouds a form materialize.I couldn’t make the shape at first but as the blur dimmed a body appeared, a woman body. Her hair were long and dark, they reached the little of her back and her skin was gold.I knew this woman, I recognized her every shape. She seemed to fly in the air without wings and when her bare feet touched the ground, I felt a smile cripple my lips. This woman a goddess and not any goddess she was the night incarnate, she was my sister and my most potent ally in so many years. Nyx. By that time the coulds had gone completely and she moved toward with a certain grace. She smiled at me diligently, like any eldest would to her or his little sister. “Merry meet, sister.” was the greating I gave her when I took off my cloat and hauled it around her shoulders. Nyx and I walked back to the castle, we spoke little but shared out most thrilling experiences. When the time came to be bedded that night, I asked her if she had propagated a layer of magic when she traveled to the earth realm. She looked at me curiously sensing my concern and responded simply by a no. I had hoped it would be her. I parted ways with her and went to my chambers. That night I couldn’t sleep, the incidents of the day were playing in my mind like a movie. Had I become weak ? Am I losing powers ? Who was my attacker ? Many questions and hardly any answer to be found. 

The Wiccan Mother Diary -- Banished

      I have been made a witch. A powerful wicca, soon my children were called. I was the strongest female able to travel between earth and Olympus. The power, I wanted it more than anyone else. I loved and I cherished it. Only, you are never given power without consequence and its later that I learned the consequence to wanting too much something that was a gift.

 One day, I was in my father’s house. Helios’s house. I sat on my bed that night, waiting for the gods ritual to start. We had a warrior whos name was Diadumen, he was beautiful to a powerful extent and few women could resist his charms. I was promised to this man and the gods were to bless our union. Only, if Diadumen was a beautiful man and half god, his beauty nor his power had effect on me. I did not want to be married to any man. Being a powerful goddess, I had to marry and give birth to powerful gods or demigods. In the prosses, I had to give have of my powers to the gods, so they would bless me with fertility. Diadumen, could have pleased any woman but he couldn’t please me because I had no love and no feelings for any being, Immortal or half immortal. I only enjoyed the power and at that time I was not going to share it with anyone. No man, no husband, no half. 

  That night, I looked at the far side of my room where hung the cabinet that held my poisons. I stood up and walked to it. I opened the soft wooden doors and took a small phial. That fial was meant to change everything and it did. It contained Dragons blood. A killing poision that few people knew about. It was my strongest weapon, hard to find but powerful when it came in hand. I oppened the fial and poured a drop of the blood on my finger then I applied on my lips. That night, I was giving a kiss.

  I waited until then ceremony was about to begin when I pulled Diadumen away from the crowed. He came to me smiling happily, the smile that I soon regreted to never see again. I placed a hand on his strong forearm, a gesture that I never made before, that’s why he looked at me disconcerted. “My love, my husband to be, my promised. Kiss me now. I claim you.”. Even if the request thrilled him, Diadumen was a gentleman and wasn’t allowed to touch me not until the ceremony ended. Looking at me indulgently, he whispered in a silky voice. “My beautiful goddess, you know that the laws forbid such behavior.”. I shook my head stubbornly and pulled harder at his arm. “ The gods forbid the kill of their peers and see what happened to Adonis.”. He hesitated for few seconds then let down his deffences and kissed me. His lips felt so warm. alive. I never kissed anybody before and his lips were the most exquisit lips I have had to taste even in the future I was to know that. He tasted sweet and strong, he tasted like a man an ageless man. A god. That he did, until his lips started feeling cold against mine. His body stealed and the hands that were resting on my hips weighed on them. I did what I wanted to do, I gave him the deadly kiss. The poisoned kiss of the goddess.

  Later, my father looked for me and foud me stading over Diadumen’s body. The look of horror on my face must have kept him to punish me right away and instead took me to stand before the council that was ment to bless our union me and my then dead husband. The council was offended by ny act and let my father judge the best way to punish my behaviour and my father had a good idea of what was punishment. He wanted me in a place where he could watch me and therefore he chose Gaia as my residence for the future. I was to live in earth with the humans and lesser immortals. He blessed a peace of land for me, as a farewell and sent me there to stay. Alone, I was meant to stay, forever living with lessers was the punishment I was given and was never allowed to return to my home. Olympus, whom I missed dearly during my long painful life.

Divine Mending: Part IV By Nyx and Circee

Nyx: (@NightEmbodied)

  ❂I have tried to keep @CirceeLaLamia out of matters at hands and it didn’t work so far. The gods were restless and asked me to keep my part of the bargain. I was not glad to disturb@CirceeLaLamia praceful life, at last. She was, now happy with her children and consort, who was I to take that away from her? I was not the one who dared give the first blow that would crumble her dream world. As I spied on @CirceeLaLamia dreams, last night, something I have done unwillingly, for the dread I felt made me do so. Claudius, that shameless demon entered @CirceeLaLamia ’s most private thoughts, something I was astounted to see happen, for I was the sole keeper of dreams. He manipulated @CirceeLaLamia’s thoughts, creating a bath of blood and a world of war, showing her exactly what he intended to do to the world she claimed hers. Only when Claudius came to shape and leaned closer to whisper in the ear of a frightened @CirceeLaLamia the middle of the flames, did I dare summon my powers and end her torments, which I felt guilty about. Not saving her, but taking too long to do so❂

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia) 

-I closed the last file and stared up at the ticking, old clock on the far wall. My head was pounding, numbers swirling in my line of vision. I rose from the desk chair and gathered the documents, that I stacked in their respective places and locked the drawers. I walked to the coffee table just to pop another grape in my mouth. It’s sweetness, melted in my mouth and my dizziness  with it. I’ve refused to to dine, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to hold any food down as my stomach churned from all the stress.  Relentless Marry didn’t accept such choice and brought dessert to my quarters. Soon after, I was leaving my office and walked down the corridor, only to enter the master bedroom at the end of it. I took off the first layers of my clothing, careful to not wake up my sleeping consort, then walked to the bathroom, I would have taken a shower but my limbs hardly carried me across the few meters to my destination and instead I only used the facilities. When done, refreshed and teeth brushed, I returned to the bedroom where I stripped the last clothing and put on a robe-

 

Nyx: (@NightEmbodied)

❂ Time was speeding by and Claudius was already strog enough. If we had to stop him. We would do it now. I showed up outside@CirceeLaLamia bedroom door. No sound was coming from inside and I feared that@TheChrisHarding was already in there with her. Chewing on the insides of my cheeks, I knocked once and lightly on the wood and waited for@CirceeLaLamia’s answer❂

 

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia) 

-The knock on the door was soft and for a second, I thought I would have imagined it. I cast a side long glance at @TheChrisHarding’s sleeping form, seeing that he didn’t stir at the sound, I let out a breath I didn’t know I have been holding and went to open the door. Thankfully, I was still dressed. With the door open, I gaped at the pale and dark figure in front of me. Unbelieving, I had to blink several times before realizing that @NightEmbodied was really there with me. I look back into the room then I steped outside, to the hall- I must be dreaming, for you can’t be here in flesh.

 

Nyx: (@NightEmbodied) 

❂ @CirceeLaLamia surprise was at my appearance was justified. For too long, I have been denied the presence or sight of my sister and I knew not to expect her to hug me right away. She was about to smell the culpirt first, before taking actions.- They have freed you of your “burden” ❂Prounced the word recultantly, which was a punishment for truth and an exemple set among gods and goddesses. Not giving time for @CirceeLaLamia to interupt me, I continued explaining❂ The counsel is setting you free , free to roam the world and travel between realms. Free to see and interact whith whom you want.

 

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia) 

-Frowning, I leaned against the wall , not daring make another step or invite @NightEmbodied to the living room, as I would any guest. but @NightEmbodied was not a mere guest. She was the sister I’ve parted with millennia ago, on a decision from the counsel of gods to separate me from every /heavenly/ part of me. I should have been hugging @NightEmbodied in my arms, because I did miss my lost sister. No matter how many times she dared break the rules and sneak in my dreams, nothing was worth having her here, in person. @NightEmbodied’s words were last to sink in my mind, she has been sent here by the counsel? Palming the wall behind me, I prevented the dizziness that the shock engendered from swaying me off my feet- Why would the counsel free me now? -I met @NightEmbodied’s moon-like eyes and swallowed at the fear I saw there. The gods were hardly lenient and what they offered was something I knew would cost me dearly-

 

Nyx: (@NightEmbodied)

❂ I gave a nod, in answer to @CirceeLaLamia’s question, for the simple reason that I didn’t trust my voice ,yet. Nevertheless, I had a task at hand and the more I delayed the stronger Claudius and the more Chaos he left in his wake. Squaring my shoulders, I answered @CirceeLaLamia next question before she could speak it up and said❂ They want to use you as bait to capture Claudius. ❂The demon’s name was like poison on my tongue❂ Don’t answer now, sister mine. The decision is yours to make, but in the end know that if you accept, your powers will be returned to you. ❂Wanting to give @CirceeLaLamia time to think and not urge her to give me an answer that she would later regret because of her haste. I vanished from her sight and returned to the only place I called home, Tartarus.❂

 

Circee: (@CirceeLaLamia) 

-Twice I’ve opened my mouth to ask @NightEmbodied questions that have buzzed into my confused mind and twice she had answered me before any of them left my lips, or if they did, I did not know. When@NightEmbodied spit Claudius name, as if it burned her tongue, my heart pulse raced and I was reminded of yesterday’s nightmare and the words whispered to me by my old enemy. All the while,@NightEmbodied kept explaining to me, the reason of her visit. Use me as bait, she had said. I knew that Claudius desired revenge, but why would the counsel get involved into my messy life, which I were able to sort out, somehow. Something must have happened. The counsel’s decision to return to me my gift of creation when I helped them was another shocker. When I was about to ask @NightEmbodiedthe whys, she disappeared. Speaking of choice. Shaking my head, I reopened the bedroom door and shuffled to the bed. I crawled upon it, carefully and lain next to @TheChrisHarding. I kissed his cheek then his slightly parted, for he was the bearer of my affection and @TheChrisHarding made me feel safe. Sighing quietly, I closed my heavy eyelids. @NightEmbodied was right, I needed time to think and this wasn’t the moment. Not when oblivion claimed me-

 

                                                                       To be continued…

Devine Mending: Part III by Circee

      Circee:    (@CirceeLaLamia)

 -My hand swept over the layer of dust on the rampart, taking the proof of decades in my hand. I looked down at the half clean and half dirty marble then at my hand. Decades, indeed. This manor has been my first home I’ve owned in the United Kingdom, even if I couldn’t call a home a place I’ve been in for only a month and two days, I qualified it as such due to the souvenirs. Yet, those walls concealed memories that even I didn’t dare look back for, until that day. Back in 1452, by a rainy day of winter, Claudius and myself, whom once was known as Jean-Claude, arrived to Scotland, to my country house precisely. A friendly vacation with my french fellow, whom I thought to be human, at the time. Jean-Claude had an dainty charm that hid his eery personality. After one month and two days spent alone in his company, I saw the mask drop and the demon take form before my helpless eyes. His thrist for power led him to befriend me for a year and earn my trust. Nevertheless, Claudius thought that I was a mere witch and wanted to kill me and get my essence, in a very old feshioned and practical way. Even if he sensed my spirit, he never guessed right, not until his last night on earth, or so I thought. With the help of Hades and @NightEmbodied’s warning, I have been able to see straight behind his act. When the right moment came, Claudius was ready to execute his plan, but I was aware and faster than him. Without my full strength, I was a mere fallen goddess who couldn’t deffend herself but with Hades’ help, I have been able to deflect his attack and send him where he belonged, Tartarus, a place he escaped six months ago. How? It was still a mystery. I shook my head and with it the memories. Yes, I came back to England for one precise purpose, entice Claudius to the only place where I knew he would look at, thus capture him all over again and and make sure that he doesn’t excape this time. Standing there, on the marble step and staring at the long, shadowed hall, I reminded myself of my actual purpose. Find the right place to celebrate my wedding. All the revenge and the hatred was forgotten the day I found love. I wanted to put my past behind and be normal, pretend to be human, but I had to bury the past to move forward, or in that case, let it burn in hell. After my assessment of the damages caused by the time and men on this old house, I’ve decided to call for a builder and have it fixed in a short delay. I’ve made the call from the master bedroom on the first floor and on my way down, I got lost in memories. Sighing, I climbed the last steps down and gaze a last look at the living area before I dematerialized. Shortly later, I was standing in front of another door, my bedroom door. I entered the cream painted chamber in a stride. It was one of @TheChrisHarding’s late nights at work and I went straight to bathroom to wash away the dirt. I stripped quickly, taking off my long coat and slipping out of my heels at the same time. The dress came out shortly after, followed by my underwear. I aimed for the laundry basket when each clothe came out, but my pitches were too weak as all might fled from my muscles. The instant I stepped under the stream, I shuddered from the cold, but I stood under it until it warmed up. It felt as if it was another person who was using the shampoo and body wash when I applied them on my hair and body, in the order. After I washed them out of my body, I took my bath robe from where it hang, tightened it around me and put a towel on my hair then went back to the room. I sat on the enormous bed. For the first time, I thought it difficult to climb on it. I dried my hair numbly then took off my robe. I pushed back the honey-colored satin sheets and lied down. Covering myself, I curled in the warmth of the sheets, wishing @TheChrisHarding was already here to hold me in his arms.-