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The Witches Story.
7 years ago
"So, You wish to learn about me? The cranky, bitchy witch of this forest? I'll tell you then, but I wish to have your head when this is done."
"We'll start from back... way back when I was a little magical girl." Lavender started, gazing into the hot flames that burned in her fire place. "Back before mostly non-humans took over the four continents, stood a house not too far from the land, but far enough that we we're apart of society. Witches, Vampires, Wolves, supernatural and mortals all lives peacefully. Nobody really dared break the soothing balance that was between us, the Durand family was a part of a prestige clan of witches. We were able to master magic quicker than others and execute them with such a beautiful flourish that it you'd forget we were attacking you and it was not a light show." The witch chuckled. "But of course, humans desire for power arose... In liege with the vampires the Durand had no choice but to back down from their standings, we hid in the shadows for we were threatened to... 'go extinct' if we interfered. The wolves didn't take too kindly to this rebellion and fought with the humans because they were weaker, the submitted but that caused a war between the vampires. The only person who could turn the tide was the sorcerers, or... Me. .An up an coming witch who's personality made her unapproachable. Although the middle child, none of my other siblings or family members would do it, Malios is too young, his magic would explode in his face and Asmodeus is more bent on becoming a demon than fighting a war between magicals. My father was too grief stricken as my mother had passed that year, so it was up to me to end the disgusting war, but that was a mistake. I had the duty of training the magic users who did not know how to properly use their magics, leading me to find the love of my life. A bear, his name slips my mind, but he had the most beautiful blue eyes. They pierced my soul with every look and made me ooze from just the sight, he persuaded me into opening up. I shouldn't have, he was a vampire, but those eyes and they way he held me told me it would be fine. He made me... safe in a way, but that knowledge that he so easily took out made me angry." The witch snarled, as she spoke, rising to her feet. "If he had told me sooner that he was a disgusting spy, I'd end the war a bit more peacefully rather then having to raise carnage over a village and destroy the lives of the innocent, Ah... My apologies. I'm off topic, He lacked the intellect to tell me that he was a spy, we were promptly found out. They attempted to burn me at the stake calling me a traitor and staked him through the heart. My brother, rescued me, but the werewolves tore our castle down, forced the humans to do witch hunts and train the toughest of humans to slave vampires and witches. It was sickening to say the least, I and my house was branded traitors as they told us we were nothing but dirty witches. We fled into the woods to reconvene. My eldest brother decided to leave, he believed it was time to go start his path on becoming the Demon king, the Devil himself. My father sits in bed, awaiting death to take him or the werewolves. I swore I would raise my youngest brother, but he is an... Airhead. And me? I have started my own Coven once again, trying to bring back the beauty of being a witch, but... All of my recruits do not behave properly and I myself do not have enough time to treat them like babies so I practice my magic for when the time is right so that I may take down werewolves, but... Forget it. I have told you the first half of my story, Shall you continue to hear my tale? I only require... Your eyes."
"We'll start from back... way back when I was a little magical girl." Lavender started, gazing into the hot flames that burned in her fire place. "Back before mostly non-humans took over the four continents, stood a house not too far from the land, but far enough that we we're apart of society. Witches, Vampires, Wolves, supernatural and mortals all lives peacefully. Nobody really dared break the soothing balance that was between us, the Durand family was a part of a prestige clan of witches. We were able to master magic quicker than others and execute them with such a beautiful flourish that it you'd forget we were attacking you and it was not a light show." The witch chuckled. "But of course, humans desire for power arose... In liege with the vampires the Durand had no choice but to back down from their standings, we hid in the shadows for we were threatened to... 'go extinct' if we interfered. The wolves didn't take too kindly to this rebellion and fought with the humans because they were weaker, the submitted but that caused a war between the vampires. The only person who could turn the tide was the sorcerers, or... Me. .An up an coming witch who's personality made her unapproachable. Although the middle child, none of my other siblings or family members would do it, Malios is too young, his magic would explode in his face and Asmodeus is more bent on becoming a demon than fighting a war between magicals. My father was too grief stricken as my mother had passed that year, so it was up to me to end the disgusting war, but that was a mistake. I had the duty of training the magic users who did not know how to properly use their magics, leading me to find the love of my life. A bear, his name slips my mind, but he had the most beautiful blue eyes. They pierced my soul with every look and made me ooze from just the sight, he persuaded me into opening up. I shouldn't have, he was a vampire, but those eyes and they way he held me told me it would be fine. He made me... safe in a way, but that knowledge that he so easily took out made me angry." The witch snarled, as she spoke, rising to her feet. "If he had told me sooner that he was a disgusting spy, I'd end the war a bit more peacefully rather then having to raise carnage over a village and destroy the lives of the innocent, Ah... My apologies. I'm off topic, He lacked the intellect to tell me that he was a spy, we were promptly found out. They attempted to burn me at the stake calling me a traitor and staked him through the heart. My brother, rescued me, but the werewolves tore our castle down, forced the humans to do witch hunts and train the toughest of humans to slave vampires and witches. It was sickening to say the least, I and my house was branded traitors as they told us we were nothing but dirty witches. We fled into the woods to reconvene. My eldest brother decided to leave, he believed it was time to go start his path on becoming the Demon king, the Devil himself. My father sits in bed, awaiting death to take him or the werewolves. I swore I would raise my youngest brother, but he is an... Airhead. And me? I have started my own Coven once again, trying to bring back the beauty of being a witch, but... All of my recruits do not behave properly and I myself do not have enough time to treat them like babies so I practice my magic for when the time is right so that I may take down werewolves, but... Forget it. I have told you the first half of my story, Shall you continue to hear my tale? I only require... Your eyes."
