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[center [pic https://i.imgur.com/yKn0Zlm.jpg]][center [i [font "times new roman" [size11 [b [u Note;]] Please [b [u do not]] request into the thread unless told otherwise. This is going to be a dark and mature thread as well. You must be [b [u eighteen]] years old or older to even apply for this thread. If you are under the age of [b [u eighteen]] you will be denied access period. I'm not going to be writing dark and mature topics with a minor. Don't try to change my mind either.]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Definition of witchcraft;]]]]][center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u One;]] the use of sorcery or magic. Also communication with the devil or with a familiar.]]][center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Two;]] an irresistible influence or fascination.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" The moment that you reach the age of twenty-one is when your powers start to show themselves once more. When you were younger your parents found another witch to bind your powers until you were of age. They were scared of what your life would be like if they hadn't. They wanted you to grow up with a somewhat normal life, they wanted you to grow up and go to school and not worry about Demons and Warlocks hunting you down every five minutes. Now that you are of age is when you realize something's not right. Your body seems different, your mind is sometimes playing tricks on you, and you feel like you are a totally different person. Your powers are slowly starting to show themselves, and now you have a choice. Either you learn how to control them, or you let them consume you to the point you end up going insane, and becoming someone different all together.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" When Aurelia first came of age, and her powers started showing themselves she had been with some friends at their favorite camping spot. She had been getting the tent set up when all of a sudden it seemed to freeze right in her hands. The poles snapped in her hands when she tried to bend them. Her friends were too high to really think anything of it, and brushed it off. They weren't going to let something like that ruin their last summer together. Strange things kept happening to Aurelia and she didn't know how to explain in. As the days wore on, she started to see shadows out of the corner of her eye, and at one point a white arctic fox came up to her and brushed up against her leg. It was strange, and it scared the living shit out of her. Something she never dreamed of happening either.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" Meanwhile back in New York City [b [u Your Name Here]] was coming into their own powers as well. At least they had warning, and were being prepared for the day it was supposed to happen. They had the proper training, and guidance. They also figured out their Familiar was a leopard as well. They had come across the cub a couple of months before they turned eighteen, and were able to figure out what it was, and they had never been happier. Now that they are coming into their own powers, is when the Demons and Warlocks, and whatever other evil in the world is coming for them. They have a bounty on their head, along with Aurelia, but they don't know anything of the woman at all. It's strange, but at the same time exciting.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" When Aurelia came back from her camping trip, was when she found a note in her bedroom. She didn't know anything about it, and it scared her. The letter talked about her family, and the woman she was descended from as well. Inside of the letter it spoke of [b [u Your Name Here]] and how they were supposed to meet, and learn how to control their powers together. Aurelia didn't believe a word of it. She hid the note in her drawer, and went about her daily life. [b [u Your Name Here]] on the other hand was searching for Aurelia, and trying to figure out why they were supposed to meet. Was it fate? Or was it something else completely? The moment the two meet it's like everything clicked into place for the both of them.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" The moment they met it was like a spark shot between them. Aurelia didn't know how to fully react, and [b [u Your Name Here]] was speechless at the same time. Did they really just find their soulmate? At least that's what it felt like for [b [u Your Name Here]]. Aurelia on the other hand didn't want to believe in any of it. She didn't want to be a so called witch, but her powers were getting stronger with each passing day, and it scared her. She had frozen a small bird when she had been trying to help heal it. Her other powers were starting to show as well, and she didn't know what to do. [b [u Your Name Here]] knew what was going on, and knew they had to be there for Aurelia. What'll happen when they start working together? Will the so called evil rear it's ugly head? Will the two be able to express their feelings for one another? Or will they end up losing themselves to the darkness that's slowly sweeping over their minds? You will never know unless you join, [b [u The Covenant]].]]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u The cast of The Covenant.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Aurelia Osborne; Taken]]]]][center [pic https://i.imgur.com/Jpx8SH0.jpg]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Male/Female; Taken]]]]][center [pic https://i.pinimg.com/originals/cd/c0/9a/cdc09aafae54d1625c42af3cb41951f9.png]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Some information you need to know.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" One of the most famous witches in Virginia’s history is Grace Sherwood, whose neighbors alleged she killed their pigs and hexed their cotton. Other accusations followed and Sherwood was brought to trial in 1706. The court decided to use a controversial water test to determine her guilt or innocence. Sherwood’s arms and legs were bound and she was thrown into a body of water. It was thought if she sank, she was innocent; if she floated, she was guilty. Sherwood didn’t sink and was convicted of being a witch. She wasn’t killed but put in prison and for eight years.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" A satirical article about a witch trial in New Jersey was published in 1730 in the Pennsylvania Gazette. It brought to light the ridiculousness of some witchcraft accusations. It wasn’t long before witch mania died down in the New World and laws were passed to help protect people from being wrongly accused and convicted.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" Modern-day witches of the Western World still struggle to shake their historical stereotype. Most practice Wicca, an official religion in the United States and Canada. Wiccans avoid evil and the appearance of evil at all costs. Their motto is to “harm none,” and they strive to live a peaceful, tolerant and balanced life in tune with nature and humanity.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" Many modern-day witches still perform witchcraft, but there’s seldom anything sinister about it. Their spells and incantations are often derived from their Book of Shadows, a 20th-century collection of wisdom and witchcraft, and can be compared to the act of prayer in other religions. A modern-day witchcraft potion is more likely to be an herbal remedy for the flu instead of a hex to harm someone.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" Today’s witchcraft spells are usually used to stop someone from doing evil or harming themselves. Ironically, while it’s probable some historical witches used witchcraft for evil purposes, many may have embraced it for healing or protection against the immorality they were accused of.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" But witches—whether actual or accused still face persecution and death. Several men and women suspected of using witchcraft have been beaten and killed in Papua New Guinea since 2010, including a young mother who was burned alive. Similar episodes of violence against people accused of being witches have occurred in Africa, South America, the Middle East and in immigrant communities in Europe and the United States.]]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u What I need from you.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" This is not going to be a first come, first serve role play. There will be talk of mature topics meaning, Sex, Drugs, and Drinking. If you can't handle that, then please don't apply for this role. I'll be looking for someone literate, meaning you'll take your time to post. So when you are applying for this role, simply send me a message titled the same as the role play, so I know you read this and the rules below. So inside of that message I would like this simple skeleton sent to me.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Picture Link {Do Not Link It} || Character Name || Character Age {Twenty-One & Older please} || Job Title || Likes {Five Total} || Dislikes {Five Total}]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" If I have to ask you twice for the small skeleton, and your Private Message isn't titled like I have asked, your message will be deleted, and your character will be over looked. Yes I'm being super fucking picky with this role play, so please don't get upset with me if I ask you to change something. Now please make sure to read everything inside of this thread. If you request into the thread before I tell you, you will be denied, period. Now onto the rules.]]]

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[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u The rules of The Covenant.]]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u First-]] The pictures are going to be real. None of the over used shit either. If it's too big, I will ask you to resize it to a smaller size. If you can't find one to your liking, simply message me and ask me for help. I would be more than happy to help you look, or edit your picture for you. Just don't get mad at me, if I ask you to change/edit it.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Second-]] Romance will be a big part of this story, but not at first. Just like in real life you have to work up to it. It's not a love at first sight type of thing. Cybering is a no on this site, if you want to keep the story line going, then we can move this to e-mail, or just skip it all together. That won't happen for awhile though, so we won't need to talk about that right away.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Third-]] Joining and then ditching is a no. If you don't like where this role play is going, simply message me and we can plot something out. Or if you are simply bored of it, and don't want to do it anymore, simply message me and tell me. I won't be mad if you get tired of it. Just if you join and then never post, is when I will be slightly annoyed with you. So please, at least talk to me about leaving the thread.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Forth-]] Plot twists is a must. I love plotting things out, and see where we want it to go. It's not that hard to become my friend either. So if you have something in mind, and wanna run it by me, all you gotta do is message me and be like 'Hey! I have an idea, and I just wanted to see what you thought about it!'. Because honestly I will do the same thing to you, so don't be surprised if you get messages from me about ideas.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Fifth-]] Stealing this idea is a no. It's something that's important to me. If I see anything like it, or someone stealing the main idea I will make it known you stole it from me. I have worked hard on this idea, and if you like it that much, ask me if you can borrow it. Just make sure to give me the credit for it. I will most likely say yes to letting you borrow it, as long as you ask me first.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Sixth-]] Posting. I know we all have lives outside of this site. I work full time, and sometimes on my day's off I'm not always on until later that night. So if you need a couple of days to post, I'm okay with that. If you are gonna be gone for a week or two, please let me know because if you don't, then I'll think you ditched out on me. I will do the same thing for you as well. If I can't post, or having a hard time I will make sure to let you know.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Seventh-]] We can talk about adding in more characters along the way if we wanted too. If that happens, you will be required to play a different gender. Seeing as I'm playing a female I would take up playing a male. Unless this is a homosexual pairing, then we will add in a male homosexual pairing. I'm only doing this to make it fair on the both of us. So please don't get mad at me if I ask you to play a male counter part, depending on what gender the second main character is.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Eighth-]] Please for the love of God don't message me over and over asking when I'm gonna post. That's something I really hate, and it get's on my nerves when that happens. I like to take time on my posts, and I like to make sure it's the way I want it. If you see me online, I'm most likely working on my post, and making sure it's done right. If I take two weeks to post, that's when you can message me and ask what's going on. Other than that, do not bug me to post, and I will not bug you to post either.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Ninth-]] Please for the love of God don't do one liners. Those kill the story for me quickly. I'm a literate writer, and looking for someone to give me something to work with. Don't make me put a posting limit, because that's something I don't want to do. So please make sure to give me something to work with, and I'll do the same for you.]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Tenth-]] Now that I'm done sounding like a total bitch, I want this to be enjoyable for the both of us. That's what writing is about anyway. Having fun, and making something beautiful together. So please enjoy writing with me, and let's make something amazing, and see where this will lead.]]]

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[font "times new roman" As she was scrolling through the different dresses, her e-mail icon flashed in the corner. So the stranger that had reached out messaged her back finally. Her heart hammered against her chest as she opened up the e-mail in a different tab. She read over the message, and she felt like her heart was about to burst out of her chest. Was this really happening right now? She was talking to someone who's like her in a way. His so called [i gift] had to do with fire, and her's had to do with ice. How interesting.]

[font "times new roman" Her eyes scanned over the message a couple more times taking everything in. She then hit the reply button and her fingers hovered over the keys. She didn't know how to really respond to this. Was he really scaring her away? Or was he really trying to help her? At least he didn't think she was a mental case, and she didn't think he was either. At least someone had reached out to her, and answered her question's so far. She bit her lip lightly before starting to type.]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [#C4788E I will start off by saying thank you so much! You honestly don't know how helpful you've been. It's kind of nice knowing I'm not the only one dealing with something like this. Yes I just did have a birthday, and shortly after that was when my so called gift started showing more. I knew I was different, but I didn't realize how different I was. It's kind of scaring me, but at the same time it's exciting.]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [#C4788E Yes I know how odd that sounds. But it is interesting. I thought things like this was only in the story books, and in stories our parents told us to make us go to bed at night. I never dreamed that something like this was real. Thank you for the warning, yes I wasn't expecting that, but I guess that's part of life now huh? Being hunted by things that weren't supposed to be real in the first place... What a scary time to be alive right now.]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [#C4788E If you didn't live so far away, I would ask if you'd want to meet up somewhere for coffee and we could swap stories on how our gifts came to be. That's kind of odd of me, I'm not really the type of person to do that, but I thought I was alone in this. Now that I know I'm not, it's kind of nice knowing I can turn to someone if I have any questions. You have nothing to worry about, I don't get scared off that easy. I mean unless you are an old man in his late fifty's then I might have to stop talking now.]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [#C4788E I know that's not the case, and it was a joke. By the way you write I can tell you aren't much older than I am. That and you mentioned something about your gift showing up after your birthday as well. Here I am rambling on, when you might have something more important to deal with. Again thank you for the warnings, and I will make sure to message you with any question's I have. You are always welcome to message me as well.]]]]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [#C4788E It doesn't just have to be about this, it could be about anything. It would be nice to have someone to talk too on a normal day to day basis. I hope you have a wonderful day. Xoxo Princess-]]]]

[font "times new roman" She read the message over a couple of times, and knew she sounded like a total school girl. She didn't care though. There was someone else out there like her. She hit the send button and watched as it sent. She leaned back in her chair, and let out a small sigh. It was nice knowing she had someone she could turn too. It was really scary now. What if she was already being hunted? What if someone was watching her apartment right now? That thought seemed to put her on edge.]

[font "times new roman" She pushed herself up and walked over to the window and peered outside. There weren't any cars she didn't know, and it seemed to ease her mind a little bit more. That's when it dawned on her. She hadn't give the other her number to contact her. She wasn't always checking her e-mail, but she wasn't about to send him another message either. If he really wanted to keep in touch, he would find a way as well. She bit her lip as she went back to her computer and finished hunting down the perfect dress.]

[font "times new roman" Maybe just maybe, her luck was about to change after all. She bit the inside of her cheek as she got comfortable, waiting for another reply back. That's if he still wanted to talk to her that is. She wouldn't blame him if he didn't want to keep in contact. Who would? She was a total stranger after all.]
  covenanт / LadyMoon- / 8d 20h 43m 35s
[font "candara" Killian spent most of the morning just sitting around. Someone else might have enjoyed the downtime. It just made him anxious. He hadn't been able to just sit around and do nothing in quite a long time… and he wasn't sure he liked it. He made his way to the kitchen and did a small inventory of his refrigerator and pantry, finding them seriously lacking. At least he found something to occupy his time. Clearly, he was in need of a grocery run.

He went through, jotting down missing or expired items on the dry-erase board on the fridge. He was glad his parents hadn't dropped in for a surprise visit yet as they threatened. His mother would have scolded him about his empty cupboards… though she probably would have made him dinner, which would have been a delightful change from the microwave meals and the takeout.

He uncapped and dumped the spoiled milk down the sink and made himself another cup of coffee before throwing a piece of bread into the toaster; it was the best he could do for breakfast at his point. He also took the time to open the terrace doors for Shadow. She liked to scare away the pigeons. Luckily, she didn't attract too much attention since no one ever went up there and the two of them lived on the top floor of the building.

Killian smirked as he watched her bolt away and took a sip of the coffee, checking for the perfect amount of sweetness. Before he could set the cup in the microwave to heat the lukewarm liquid to scalding, his phone informed him that he'd received a reply from his direct message. He took the mug back with him as it was, but sitting in his palm, the contents of the cup began to give off steam in moments. Back at his computer, he read over the girl's words several times.

In the end, he concluded that she had to be in the same situation as him, only she had no idea what she was… that, or she was just someone looking to trap him into speaking what she would deem nonsense… either way, he couldn't ignore the fact that he'd come across her post for a reason. He read over her response one last time, got his thoughts in order, and began to type:

[#9c90b0 [font "courier new" Good morning, Princess . It's good to hear from you.

Don't worry. I don't think you're mental, though you might think that of me when I'm done. Rest assured, getting back to you was no trouble at all. I had the fortune of being prepared for all this, and I just want to extend that to others who seek it.

I'm assuming you've just had a birthday and strange things have started happening. You've done something that shouldn't be possible. Perhaps with ice, given your username. The first time it happened to me… well, as my own username may hint, it involved fire...]]

Killian paused for a moment, stopping his fingers from pouring out the specific and detailed events of his past. The last thing he wanted was to scare her away before he'd even begun to really help. With that in mind, he continued vaguely:

[#9c90b0 [font "courier new" I'll spare you the gory details, but what you're feeling is normal. Your new normal. I know exactly what you mean about not feeling like yourself. I've been dealing with that for a while now. You're not alone in that at all, though I'm sure it feels that way. I'm not going to lie and say it gets better. It hasn't gotten better for me. I feel the darkness under my skin. You can't get rid of it or wish it away. But, you can learn to control it and use it to defend yourself.

I don't want to scare you, but the hard truth is that your new abilities are the least scary thing you have to worry about now. You need to be careful. That darkness you feel inside attracts other dark, powerful things. That's why it feels like something bad is going to happen. Don't let your guard down. The world is a much more dangerous place for you now that your abilities have manifested, and it's only a matter of time before you learn that firsthand.]]

Killian read over his words and shook his head at himself. He wanted to warn her early in case she ran into any demons or other dark entities that were sure to start hunting her as they did him, but should he do it so early in the conversation? He was vague, but not vague enough that she wouldn't feel a bit in danger. At least she would be on alert, even if that meant she called him a mental patient and never responded again… Killian watched Shadow enter the room looking quite satisfied, and he suddenly wondered if the girl had a familiar of her own. It would ease his mind a little to know. Shadow had saved his life on more than one occasion. With a sigh, he continued.

[#9c90b0 [font "courier new" Here you were worrying that I would think [u [i [b you]]] were completely mental when I'm the one being all cryptic. I hope I hear from you again despite the nature of my response. I'll be here to answer any questions you have if you still wish it.

Be safe,
FireStarter]]

Killian read over the response several times, unsure. He didn't know how she would take all of that, and she might choose to start ignoring it all together, but at least she was warned, however vaguely. Even that gave her a better chance than if he'd said nothing. Feeling secure in that thought, he sent the reply and hoped she would continue their virtual correspondence.]
  Killian Argent / EveOfExtinction / 49d 10h 54m 47s
[font "times new roman" The female was having a small war within herself for even posting the message. She knew there were a lot of people out there that didn't believe in this kind of thing. She was one of them, at least for the most part. Well, she thought she was anyway. She shook her head lightly as she went about cleaning up the small apartment she had. When she was done she made her way back to her laptop and pulled it into her lap. She had a message from FireStarter99. Someone messaged her, and he wasn't attacking her for something she believed in! That was a total shock to her. This was the first time in a long time, someone hasn't attacked her for a post like the one she had made.]

[font "times new roman" She read the message over a couple of times, before she finally got the courage to message me. What was she supposed to say anyway? She didn't think anyone would have shown interest, let alone someone willing to talk to her about it. She bit the inside of her cheek lightly as she started typing away.]

[center [font "times new roman" [#C4788E [i Good morning, or evening depending on where you are from.]]]]

[center [font "times new roman" [#C4788E [i I honestly don't know where to even start. I don't know how you feel about this whole witch craft thing either, but please don't think I'm some sort of nutcase. Hell I guess I should be saying that to myself.. But that's not the point of this. The questions I have are these. Do you ever feel like you aren't yourself? Or that something is crawling under your skin wanting to break free? That's how it is for me.. I just don't know what to do honestly. I don't feel like myself, I feel like something horrible is about to happen, and I don't like it. I don't know if it's just me, or if other's are feeling it too.]]]]

[center [font "times new roman" [#C4788E [i As I'm sitting here reading everything I'm typing, I feel like you are gonna think I'm some kind of nutcase that needs to be locked up. I promise you I'm not. I'm just trying to figure everything out. Maybe this whole witch craft thing is real, maybe it's not.. I don't know.. I know I said I had questions, but they aren't coming to me like I thought they would. Thank you for reaching out to me though, and I hope this message finds you well and safe. Hope to hear from you soon. -Princess]]]]

[font "times new roman" Her eyes scanned the message over and over before she finally sent it. There was so much she wanted to say, so much she wanted to ask, but she couldn't think of the questions. She couldn't think of how to even word everything. She felt like she was tearing herself up over all of this with no rhyme or reason. Maybe she was getting into her own head about all of this. She didn't know. All she knew was she hoped the person wouldn't think she was crazy. It would be kind of nice to talk to someone else that felt the way she did about all of this. Maybe then she wouldn't feel so alone. She sighed lightly and set her laptop on the desk.]

[font "times new roman" She pushed herself up and grabbed her phone. She scrolled to Mistique's phone number and dialed the woman. As soon as she heard the other's voice on the other end, she felt slightly better. [#C4788E "Did I catch you at a bad time? Or can you talk for a little bit?"] she asked. Mistique let out a small scream of joy. [b "I was hoping you'd call me! I've been needing to talk to you about a couple of things, and well.. I was about to call you when you called me"] she said. The woman loved hearing her old friend babbling on about pointless things. She walked out of her room, leaving her laptop open in case FireStarter message her back. She made her way to the living room and sat down.]

[font "times new roman" [#C4788E "There's so much I wanna talk to you about, but I don't know where to even start. So you start talking away and I'll answer the best I can"]]

[font "times new roman" [b "Oh honey, I hope you are doing okay. But... Garrett finally asked me to marry him! That and I'm pregnant as well! I just got the news today from my doctor! Aurelia I don't know what to do.. I don't think I'm ready to be a mother quite yet.."]]

[font "times new roman" [#C4788E "I'm doing okay. Just some things happened is all. Oh my God Mistique that's wonderful news! When did Garrett pop the question? How far along are you? I'm so excited for you!"]]

[font "times new roman" [b "I'm about a month in a half along. He asked me over the weekend. We were in Hawaii for one of our spur of the moment trips, and while I was out sun bathing he popped the question. It was so beautiful! I wish you could have been there. Oh! Will you be my maid of honor at the wedding?"]]

[font "times new roman" [#C4788E "Oh my God you'll have to show me the video if he had it recorded! And of course I will be! I wouldn't dream of telling you no!"] The two talked for another half hour to an hour before they had to finally part ways. When they had hung up she felt slightly better. Even though they didn't talk about how she was feeling, at least she had made plans to meet up with the woman later that week. She had been so wrapped up with being on the phone, she forgot all about checking her messages. She made her way back to her room and checked her messages. Nothing quite yet. Maybe he did think she was a nut job after all and decided not to message her back.]

[font "times new roman" She shoved those thoughts aside as she went about checking e-mail, and opened up Amazon and started hunting for dresses for the upcoming wedding. She didn't know what colors the woman was thinking, but at least for the time being she had something to keep her mind busy while she waited.]
  covenanт / LadyMoon- / 82d 9h 30m 47s
[font "candara" [b "You've been prepared for this moment. You're ready. But it still won't be easy."] His mother's words of warning often ran through his head. From a very young age, Killian knew he was different. His parents had been honest from the beginning. He was a witch, with powers beyond imagination, and when those powers manifested in his youth, his parents chose to bind them for his own good. For his own protection. The world was a dangerous place for one with such power. Locking those powers away meant protecting him from the evils of the world that sought it for themselves. However, the spell wouldn't last forever, only until he became an adult.

The night he turned twenty-four was the first incident. Killian heeded his mother's warning as best he could, but he didn't really know what to expect or what would happen once those powers became unbound. His parents taught him to control his emotions, as his powers would be tied to them. He'd done well for the most part, but everyone has outbursts.

It was a matter of unfortunate circumstance. The night on the eve of his twenty-fourth birthday, he'd witnessed an act that made his blood boil. Being with a person for five years should have meant immense trust and an unbreakable bond. The trust he had made it all the worse to find her in someone else's arms.

His parents had warned him about relationships, but he'd fallen hard. Juliette knew everything about him with the exception of one thing. About what would happen when he reached adulthood. She wouldn't have believed him anyway. Not without proof. Once they manifested and he had a bit of control, he would tell her. He would show her. Finally, there would be no more secrets. He knew it would be dangerous, but he would protect her… he would have moved Heaven and Earth to protect her…

It more than crushed him to find her locking lips with another man. She'd pushed the man away after the lustful haze lifted and looked around. Looking for Killian. This was his job, and she knew that. He'd been a private security agent with his father's business for years. He'd learned how to be unseen. How to track. She chose a night he was supposed to be states away. He wanted to surprise her. She ended up surprising him instead…

The couple separated. Juliette took a taxi, and the man took his own car. Killian didn't follow her. She knew what to do. She'd probably end up taking that taxi in circles until she was sure no one followed. Her kissing partner wouldn't be as vigilant.

Killian followed the man to a seedy motel. He parked his car in an underground garage after watching the man enter his room and headed back there on foot. He didn't want Juliette to see his vehicle and take off. It was hours before she showed up… but she did show up. He watched in disbelief as she slipped into the room. He watched their silhouettes kiss and undress until the light shut off, and his heart broke.

He turned away from the room and cursed her. Cursed him. Hoping that somehow, someway, the room would catch fire and trap them there. He wanted them both to burn. To die slow, painful deaths… but he did nothing else. These were just thoughts… dark, yet harmless thoughts spurred by grief. Killian pushed his feelings down as he'd been taught and simply walked to his car without looking back. He drove to the home he'd hoped they'd share one day and went to sleep.

[center [b [i Six Months Later.]]]

[i You have FOUR unheard messages. First unheard message:

"This is Attorney Kate Oliver. It was a pleasure working with you, Mr. Argent. I'm glad the case worked out in your favor. Expect my bill within the next few weeks."

[b BEEP.]

"Hello again, Mr. Argent. It's Mrs. Rowlands. I just wanted to thank you again for finding out the truth for me, even with everything going on with you personally. It hurts, but… not knowing hurts worse. I'm sorry I snapped at you. I do appreciate your service and I've sent the second half of your payment. Thank you again. Bye."

[b BEEP.]

"Hey, champ. I'm glad you took the week off. You deserve a little downtime, but be careful and check in often. Your mother and I understand your need for independence, but it's not safe out there for… people like you. We really hope you'll consider moving into the guest house. Call us when you can."

[b BEEP.]

"Hello. This is a message from Diversified Adjustment Services. We are calling to collect a debt. Please call us at--"

[b BEEP.] Deleted. End of new messages.]

Killian yawned and he stretched back in his computer chair. He rubbed at his eyes and ran a hand through his hair before curling his fingers around the NYU coffee mug and brought its steaming contents to his lips. The first sip perked him up ever so slightly. He checked through his email as he sipped the hot beverage, clicking on a notification that read, "Users GodPunishes, M4GE-L1F3, IcePrincess24, and others have posted in a thread you follow."

He'd been spending some free time on chat rooms like this one. A lot of the stories and claims were so outlandish, that when he wasn't actually giving advice to potential emergents he was still entertained by the wackos.

Killian set down his mug, cracked his knuckles, and set about replying to the ones he thought might actually be legitimate. He also gave a piece of his mind to one person claiming that everyone else on the site would burn in Hell for their crimes against God before a message actually caught his eye and piqued his interest. This was the only one that sounded purely genuine.

[#9c90b0 "Let's reach out, Shadow,"] he said, sending a glance to the large black leopard curled out on the floor beside him. She looked up at him a moment before getting to her feet and pouncing onto the bed, getting comfortable once again in his sheets. He shook his head and turned his attention to the screen once more.

He smirked as he caught another glance at the username he created for himself. He found it fitting, given the first manifestation of his powers elicited an arson and murder investigation. He surprised himself at how empty he felt about the whole thing. Something within him seemed to be growing… darker. He shook off the ominous feeling and read her message again before opening up a private message to her.

[#9c90b0 [font "courier new" Dear Ice Princess,

I'm answering your public inquiry privately at your request. I understand you have questions. Hopefully, I can provide you some answers. Reach out at your earliest convenience.

-FireStarter99]]

Killian sat back and reread the message he'd just written. It was simple. Articulate. Polite. To the point. He gave himself a shrug and sent the message before swiveling around to face the bed. Shadow raised her head and tilted it to the side. When Killian got to his feet, so did she, when she reared like she was ready to pounce. Killian held out a finger. [#9c90b0 "No,"] he warned. Shadow shifted herself and then pounced at him, and all 120 pounds of her dropped him to the ground. He groaned. [#9c90b0 "Geez… you're like one of those huge dogs that thinks you're a puppy."] She responded by licking his face a few times, and he pet her, feeling rhythmic thumps beneath him as his downstairs neighbors hit their ceiling with what was probably the end of a broom. [#9c90b0 "You're gonna get us kicked out again."]]
  Killian Argent / EveOfExtinction / 86d 10h 53m 29s
[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Three Weeks Ago.]]]]]

[font "times new roman" [b "Aurelia are you done yet? Come on, we kind of wanna get to the camp ground before the sun sets"] came the sound of Olivia's voice through the closed bathroom door. The dark haired beauty let out a small sigh. [#C4788E "I'm almost done, I'll be out in a minute. Go ahead and go to the car"] she called back. Olivia let out a small sigh that she could hear through the door. [b "Hurry your ass up then!"] she called out. Aurelia rolled her eyes lightly and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked slightly different, she felt slightly off and she didn't know what was going on honestly. She looked herself up and down, and sighed a bit. She then turned on the water and washed her hands.]

[font "times new roman" The seedy gas station they stopped at gave her the creeps for sure. She wanted nothing more than to just leave and get this trip over and done with. She then made her way to the van, and climbed back inside. [b "Took you long enough. Everything okay?"] Olivia asked. The woman nodded lightly. [#C4788E "I think so. I'm just feeling a bit off is all"] she admitted. At least now she got that off her chest, and felt slightly better. The van was then put into gear, and they were off towards the camp ground finally. It took them about thirty minutes to get there, and once there they parked, and everyone piled out of the van and stretched. Aurelia was the last out of the van.]

[font "times new roman" She helped the others pull everything out, and then she went about setting up her own tent. The other's were busy smoking, and she was left alone with her thoughts. She was kind of surprised that she even let the other's talk her into coming. She wasn't that much of a camper, but when she was she went all out. She shook her head lightly as she unpacked her tent and put the poles together. As she was working on that, her fingers felt slightly colder than normal. That was really strange. She tried to brush it off, but when she looked down at the poles in her hands, they were iced over. [#C4788E "What the fuck?"] she muttered lightly. She tried taking the poles apart and they snapped in two. This wasn't normal at all.]

[font "times new roman" She looked around at the others, and let out a small breath. They were too high to notice what happened. She looked back at the iced over poles and then her hands. They were a different color, and she started to shake. What was going on here? She knew she felt slightly different, but she didn't realize how different she was. She tired to let it all go, but couldn't. That's when she gathered up the courage and asked if she could sleep with Olivia and her boyfriend. Olivia was slightly annoyed but let her anyway. This was now how she wanted her last summer with her friends to end. She tried to let herself relax and enjoy the couple of weeks with her friends, before her whole world turned upside down.]

[center [i [font "times new roman" [b [u Three Weeks Later.]]]]]

[font "times new roman" It's been three weeks since she's been home from her last camping trip. Things had gotten a bit more awkward between her and her friends, and they all pretty much stopped talking when they dropped her off. She didn't mind it though, just meant she wouldn't have to explain whatever was going on with her to them. She sighed lightly as she looked towards her desk, and wondered if she should look up some information about curses, or whatever. She didn't know if she was cursed or not. She had turned twenty-four a couple of weeks ago, and she hadn't noticed anything before then. At least not that she had noticed anyway. She chewed her lip lightly, before moving to her desk.]

[font "times new roman" She pulled the chair out and sat down, and woke the laptop up. She waited for the screen to pop up, before she went to her internet browser and clicked into it. She checked her e-mail first, and then went to one of the many chat rooms she's been apart of. That's when one of them caught her eye. [i [b Witch Craft in the modern world]] was what it was called. She didn't know if it was real or not but she clicked on it, filled out what needed to be filled out, and made a username. Then she was in. She bit her lip lightly debating on changing her name, and she did. The name she chose now was [i [b IcePrincess24]]. It was lame, but better than nothing.]

[font "times new roman" As she was reading some of the posts, her heart raced. A lot of people were claiming to be witches, and some of them were slowly learning how to control their powers. She wondered if she posted something, if anyone would reach out and she could ask them a lot of questions. She bit the inside of her cheek as she clicked on the new message button. The box popped up, and it sat there for a few minutes before she finally figured out the right words to even say. She leaned forward a bit and started typing away.]

[center [font "times new roman" [#C4788E [i To whomever it may concern,]]]]

[center [font "times new roman" [#C4788E [i There's been some strange things going on with me and I don't know how to really feel about it. I don't really believe in this whole witch craft thing, but I'm willing to hear anyone out. I do have a lot of questions, and I wouldn't mind some one on one time with someone. If anything please message me privately, and we can talk. I know it's not much, but I am kind of freaking out over here, and I don't know what to do... Someone help a girl out here. Thank you. -IcePrincess.]]]]

[font "times new roman" She read the message over and over before posting it. She was about to chicken out and delete it, but hit post instead. Now that was over and done with, she seemed to relax a little bit. She pushed herself up and went about getting her room picked up, waiting for anyone to come across her message and reach out. There was so much running around in her mind, that she didn't know what to do with herself. She put her head phones in, and started cleaning her small apartment, trying to keep herself distracted for the most part.]
  covenanт / LadyMoon- / 101d 20h 1m 13s
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