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Ash rolled his eyes at Kali as she stomped back into the kitchen when the reporters left. "Not to worry, not once did I mention anything about Max. Besides, if the press decide to interview me again they must call me first. I must say it will be hard for them to get in touch, but all other reportings will be held in their studio's. They left me a card informing me of this as it is rude and illegal to trespass on private property. Do not be so arrogant to think that I didn't think this through enough. I did. I have everything worked out perfectly. Mortals will be accepting Witches more and more and now we are out it is safe to say we can walk around as ourselves and not faking the appearance of mortals." Ash explained with a smile, "Do not start on me about Max and her friends. No one has to know what they are at any point in time. I assure you that we will all be completely fine and Max and Alex and the rest of her crew will be able to remain a secret as they see fit." Ash spoke calmly and without any real tone. He sipped his coffee and looked around for a moment, "Trust me dear, this is no headquarters for anyone, but Max. She has been humble enough to offer it to us for the night and then we must disperse." He said rather flatly as though ending the conversation at that moment.

Eli and Salem pulled into Max's driveway on his motorcycle. Salem got off frowning, "I think I should head home now...If Ash is still here it wouldn't be wise for me to be here too." Eli ruffled his hair up after Salem pulled the helmet off. "Don't worry...I saved your life once today maybe I could save it again. Come on, I don't know these people or who owns the house, but if I had someone with me who did know that then I would feel less awkward."
Salem nodded rather reluctantly and placed the helmet on the bike and his hat back onto his head. He messed around in his backpack and held out Eli's shirt, "You might want this on...Last night when I was here there were a number of half naked and fully naked people here I don't think Max would take kindly to starting her day off with more naked people." He said plainly as Eli smirked and wrapped an arm over Salem's shoulders walking up to the door. He pulled his shirt on and Salem rang the doorbell. Eli kept his sunglasses on too, btu before anyone could get to the door a number of others were walking up the driveway and standing behind them. "You must be the others, huh?" Eli said with a kind smile.

Stefan nodded in full appreciation as he took the piece of paper. "Thank you. I'll be back by five and we can tend to whatever it was that Damien planned on doing. I should head out so I can get there in time at least. I want to be able to avoid anyone who might know me. I left that life behind a long time ago and I'm not sure yet if I want to jump back into it." He said plainly as he moved to the front door. He walked out and headed down the road. He was hoping that he would be able to test his powers not the control part, but how much damage he could cause on one person. The murderer of his parents. That was all he wanted. He wanted them, whoever them was, dead.

[End Scene]
{Eli and Salem went to the Whittaker Residence}

Salem went through all the preparations and was in the locker room getting out of his clothes and getting ready for the swim meet. He pulled on his white speedo and moved toward the swimming pool. Already a small crowd had assembled. He was looking around for Variel or Damien or even Erin who always showed up, but no one was there. He was doing a freestyle run with one of the guys from Misery High. He lined up on his board preparing to dive in and someone from the crowd who wasn't cheering or watching in anticipation seemed to catch his eyes. He was tall and fit. He was wearing a black tanktop and shorts with converse shoes. He had tattoos up and down his arms and people seemed to be making a point to sit aorund him but not near him. He nodded to Salem and the horn sounded. Salem dived in and swam as hard as he could before coming up for air. He pushed forward through the water reaching the other side in seconds and pushing off to the other side. He reached for the top but he came in too hot. He hit the side of the wall hard with his head and then everything went black. The pool had been cleared out and all that was left were a few swimmers from both schools and the curious guy. His coach was talking on a phone seeming to look rather stressed as she paced back and forth looking back at him every few seconds. The curious guy was standing over him with his shirt off soaking wet and offering a smile. "Thought you were a goner for a second...You alright?" Salem sat up and the guy helped up supporting his back. "Yeah...what happened? Did I win?" The guy simply laughed, "Yeah you beat the guy but before the second trial run you fell unconscious. You hit your head pretty hard, but no lasting damage. You have a nice cut on your temple though. Might want to get that checked out. You were out cold for over an hour. You sure you're okay?" He asked. Salem nodded, "Yeah...I need to shower...I have to get home.
The guy nodded, "I'll walk you home." He offered and Salem could only nod still confused and dazed. He stood and the coach watched amazed and hung up her phone..."Salem? Salem! You are one hard headed swimmer, you know that? You gave us all a scare." Salem glanced aorund and noticed few were even in the slightest mind of concern for him. "You are a fast swimmer, but slowing down needs to be worked on a bit." She offered a smile. Hit the showers and head home. Try not to sleep tonight...You might have a concussion. I have had too many accidents to report so try not to get anybody too involved for me." Salem nodded with a smile and felt his temple seeing the blood. He nearly passed out and the guy caught him. "Come on..I'll walk you to the showers." He offered and the coach seemed too distracted to notice that a person not attending school there was going into the locker room. Salem didn't care the guy saved his life pretty much. He pulled his clothes off and the guy stood at the door while he showered off. He quickly changed back into his clothes and walked out..."Um, home...right?" The guy smiled, "Yeah...your home. While we are heading to my bike maybe you can help me out...you know where a girl named Kali might live? I can't seem to direct my way around this little town no matter how small." "Yeah she is over at my fighting instructors house." The guy raised an eyebrow at that and simply nodded, "Cool, thanks man...I'm Eli by the way. Eli Amadour." Salem nodded as they walked toward the parking lot on the far end of the campus. "Salem...Devereux." "Devereux? You related to Damien Devereux." Salem laughed lightly rubbing the back of his neck, "In a small town if you share the last name you probably related. Yeah...He is my older brother. He raised me." Eli nodded with a grin and as they reached his bike he handed Salem the helmet. "You will need this more than me." He said as he handed him his shirt, "Care to hold on to this for me? I'd rather air dry." Salem stuck it in his bag and put the helmet on. It was odd riding with some stranger who claims to know his brother when everyone knew his brother. He couldn't be mortal, but he didn't act like a Witch either. Salem hopped on behind him on the bike and Eli started up and went off campus. Salem held tightly to the guys tattooed muscular abdomen. He loved the feeling and couldn't help but have dirty thoughts, but figured this was too good to be true. Eli made it into the more neighborhood part of town and stopped at a red light. "Which way?" He asked and Salem pointed him left. Eli turned and went on. Once they reached the house all Eli could do was knock.

Yeah I have supervisors like that saying no talking more working and I say look I'm doing my job and they are doing theirs no where in those rules and guidelines does it say I can't hold conversation while working. Then again I am not one to take authority well. I really suck at taking orders from superiors because to me they are jsut as lowly as I am or they would have no need for working at all, otherwise. No wonder everyone in my family hates me for not joining the military like everybody else did.

Damien shook his head with a smile still unable to shake the feeling of terror and he knew Variel felt him too. He grabbed a plate and put some bacon on it then one of the pancakes. He smiled as he poured the syrup on them. Grabbing a fork he ate quickly. Stefan did the same and finished his coffee off. "Alright, so any chance I might be able to start looking for the killer of my parents, or no?" Damien shook his head, "No, I mean...I don't care...Just be back here by this evening...At least five. The Sleepwalkers will be at Max's to meet Kali. I expect that she won't be please and neither will Max, but it is the safest place for them to meet for the time being. He text Kali the names quickly, "Elijah Amadour, Jason Yaxley, Kaleb Nox, Patrick James, Wesely Osbooth, & Quinton Love." He looked to Variel, "Thanks, babe...for letting me use your phone by the way." He said smiling as he kissed her cheek stuffed with pancake. "I'll be back I have to go clean out Kali's place and shape things up there." He said as he rushed out to get in his car which he drove here last night with Stefan only having to wlak from Max's house due to Mr. Supreme flaming their asses there.

Stefan nodded, "I guess I'm heading to my parents...I hope I don't run into anybody I know though. I might get accused of killing them." He said seeming to be pumped with energy at the thought of being able to kill the man who murdered his family. He didn't know who or what he was up against or even if he would find them, but he knew he had to try at least.

((will you let me know when you are getting off please?))

((I finished Eli btw...))

Ash nodded, "Right then...you two can talk upstairs because by the time he gets here so will reporters." He said trying his best to dismiss everything else to stay on her good side. "Thank you for permitting at least a meeting." Ash closed is eyes and summoned the Sleepwalker there. It was maybe fifteen minutes and he was there. Ash opened the door and embraced the guy with a hug, "Nathan...how are you?" "I'm good...who is the lucky winner?" He asked with a grin. He was tall with a dark complexion. He was Native American looking and had short black choppy hair and deep dark brown eyes. He looked and spotted Ciara and could only think of how hot sex must be with her. He then looked at Kali and presumed she was the kinky one. "So which Witch is the lucky Witch?" Nathan asked rubbing his hands together like he was being treated to a buffet all expense paid. It was his playground and he was going to have a lot of fun with it. "This is Kali over here. Kali, this is Nathan Arrow. He served with me in the Civil War and has been a trusted friend ever since. As you know by my summoning of you I have come into my powers and I am now the Supreme Witch of this age."
Nathan nodded, "Right, man listen times have changed power is great and all, but you need to hold loyalty. Like you have mine. But as for this Kali girl...I'll bow down and roll over like a dog for her any day." He smirked clearly only one thing on his mind. Ash looked him over and placed a hand on his shoulder, "You have already been promised to a number of Witches, what are you thinking coming here and accepting this?" Ash looked furious...Nathan looked confused and frightened..."Man, Ash...it's not what you think...there are other steps to becoming a Familiar than just the sex bonding that is only one part. I'll bond to the Witch of your choice...No backing down." Ash glared at Nathan as he spoke. "No, you will not bond to this Witch. You haven't changed since the war sleeping with women who's husbands were fighting valiantly while you got your rocks off and a good meal...before getting injured. If I didn't need you for the cause I would kill you with my bare hands." Nathan rolled his eyes, "You can't say you expected more out of me...Come on man...really?" Ash rolled his eyes back at him..."No I didn't expect anything more of you. I can count on you during this war...but not to protect this Seer." Nathan nodded and shrugged it off..."Sorry, Kali, it could've been fun." He said shrugging with a grin and walking out. Walking past him was the news crew. "Do come in ...The kitchen will hold plenty of room for us and there is good lighting." He said tot eh crew as he looked to Ciara, "Please...upstairs." He said calmly as he sat in a kitchen chair. The crew gathered around and a reporter held a mic. "So is it true...Witches, real Witches exist? Some think it a hoax or jsut some Wiccan cult trying to be funny." Ash nodded with a grin, "Yes, it is true. Witches do exist and I am able to prove it on live television. My name is Andrew Zayn Asher Redd. Many have heard of my mother, Ann Foster and I am her lost child lost to time and history. I was born in Salem, Massachusetts and have been surviving as an immortal thanks to my mother's gifts to me." "Do you think that Witches coming out will make other Witches a bit uncomfortable?" Ash smiled for the camera putting on a show. "As I said Witches are real and like mortals such as yourselves will hold their own opinions. We are all human and we are all alike except Witches are far more intune with the universe than what mortals are capable of. As an example..." Ash held his hand up and rocks formed form nothing then water and fire all swirled around his hand. "Who are you in Witch society that grants you the right to allow Witches to be known to the public?" "MY dear I am the true leader of all Witches. I want peace between our kinds and I want to cope with mortals and share out knowledge, save lives, and stop wars and to prove that Witches are the same as mortals simply with different genes. I will say this though. We cannot promise healing, we cannot promise peace, but if we all work together as humankind in a single unit we can learn diversity and we can be allies in a harsh world. I am a Witch and there are many other things in this world that I am willing to share. You will find that a book will be free to the public informing them of Witches, Wraiths, Sleepwalkers, Familiars, and Cursed Ones. You have nothing to fear from my kind. We only want equality and peace. The book may guide your thoughts against us, but it is in no ones right to judge another for their opinion. I am not the antichrist and I am not a messenger of the apocalypse. MY kind exist and we have enemies and we seek mortals to bring unity and create peace with us to stop the advances of our enemies as our enemies may not be known to mortals, but are certainly their enemies as well." The reporter looked into the camera smiling brightly, "There you have it, Witches are real and are on friendly terms with us. A world evolving is what we seek and it is what we found looking into our fairytales and finding the old crones are to hard on the eyes." She said looking Ash over. "This is Janice Weston from channel 5 news and I'm here to tell you Witches are real and here to stay." Ash stood smiling, "Thank you Janice...I hope the word spreads quickly. I want to achieve global recognition by the end of the week and soon hold a meeting with world leaders." Janice smiled..."I can't believe it...You are real...offering us information and you are real..." Ash nodded, "Yes, I'm real and the books will be at every store for free. It is already made and published a small and short twenty pages, but we can't share all of our secrets can we, now." He joked smiling as he led them to the door and gave a pleasant goodbye.

Cedrik walked toward where she walked unaware that she had forgotten he was there much less even existed at all. He feared that now she was sober she would remember him and it could end violently. He took his chances anyway and leaned against the bathroom doorway crossing his arms as he stared at her naked form through the curtain. "You sing beautifully...Were you like that in all your past lives?" He asked curiously as his body still smoked and smelled of sulfur and burning rubber. He looked upon her pleasantly. He liked listening to her sing..."I can certainly see you are no robot. No guessing required." He said with a sly and charming smirk.

Well at least you are thinking ahead.

Ash frowned, "Sorry, but you will meet the Sleepwalker?" He asked curiously and hopeful. "I mean I don't want you to rush into anything, but I need to know you are safe. Asset or person...You hold value and it would be a loss to not only me, but your Coven if something happened to you. I didn't mean to threaten you. I was not trying to state that I would force you into anything. I am not that kind of person...I promise you that. Maybe if you just look him over and read his thoughts you might find that he will grow on you. His name is Nathan. Nathan Arrow. His animal is a black bear. I expect if that cannot defend you then nothing can." He said trying to sound optimistic about it. "Perhaps Damien may offer other suggestions as well. Max has already made it very clear she only serves herself and protects her friends but refuses to be tied to a single Witch. I only want your safety. If you wish to have Damien's siblings with you that is fine, but I must ask your Familiar keeps Damien from your home. He will try to use you no matter what side you choose or whether you stay out of it entirely or not he will manipulate you if you let him." Ash tried to advise her but quickly stopped as he presumed he would only make her hate him more.

Damien looked a bit shocked and still had to turn the volume down on the phone and she was still rather loud. When she finally vented off on Ash Damien seemed to feel some sense of pride. "Um, yeah...No problem...I just want you to be safe. I have a few in mind too, but I personally would rather you meet your Familiar on your own terms. Variel may have been forced upon me, but I chose her out of a very long list. Your list may be shorter as fewer and fewer Sleepwalkers are desiring to submit to a Witch. However, I will help the best of my ability. While Salem is at school I'll check out your house and get things straightened up for you." He promised before hanging up. He then started texting a number of people on Variel's phone who were not in her contacts and forwarding a single message to each of them. He then dialed a number and as it was still on speaker it rang and rang until the voicemail picked up, "Hey you have reached Erin Devereux I'm probably to busy getting on with my life to have my phone shoved up my ass, but if this is Damien forget I said anything and leave a message, Blessed Be."
Damien frowned, "She isn't answering her phone. I need her to come home now." Damien said a bit worried. She was one to skip school and even at school kept her phone on her. He was getting paranoid and it wasn't good when a powerful Witch or Wraith was paranoid. "She never sends me to voicemail...What if something's wrong?" Stefan gladly took the pancakes from Variel and fixed them up with some butter and milk and poured them into a square pan making four very nice circular pancakes. It didn't take long for him to shake the pan a bit and toss the pancakes into the air as they landed flipped perfectly. He then made a plate of them and put a small cube of butter between each slice. "Here you go." He said smirking, "The pro got it all..." He then heard the voicemail and the conversation Damien had had with Kali. "Man, really relax...Whoever Erin is I'm sure she is fine. Girls like to venture...let her venture. The more you cling the more they will push you away. I know...it used to be my natural occupation to know how women and guys worked jsut to get in bed with them."
Damien certainly didn't like the sound of what Stefan has said and he was ready to snap.

PART III

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◘Ascending To The Throne◘
Eli was turning eighteen. The entire Coven gathered on a large hill facing the ocean Eli found the rising sun to be more than a ball of flaming gas, but his first light into a new life. His Ascending was magical even in terms of Witches. Many turned out violent, but the Coven of Circe always believed that it was impurity in the blood that made Ascending violent. Eli radiated with power and it was his Ascension that granted him the position of Acolyte. Eli was against his parents and his Coven's policies, but he loved his family unconditionally. He knew that Helen was jealous of him and it became more apparent when she left the Coven for good.
Exodus attempted to convince Aphrodite that she was just confused about her duties and would return when her mind was cleared, but Aphrodite wasn't listening. She performed a dark spell blocking Helen from ever returning and cutting their blood from one another. Eli bared witness to the spell and was disgusted by what his mother was capable of doing to her own children. Eli acted out of irrational behaviour when he summoned a lightning bolt to hit his mother whose element was water. When she attempted to block it, however, her husband dived in front of her and took the hit being blasted into her water shield he was electrocuted to death. "You have sinned against our Coven and you have murdered the High Priest. Treasonous acts such as this will lead to your death." His mother told him.

◘Torment Is Bliss◘
Eli was judged by the full Coven of Elders. His sister was allowed to join once more as an Elder and Eli was tried as a murderer of his own bloodline. Helen returning seemed to be mercy on the part of the High Priestess, Aphrodite, and the council took it as a sign that perhaps mercy could be given to Eli. He was Acolyte and Summoner and perhaps he could be spared. Eli had his powers stripped from him. Every ability he ever knew possible was taken from him just before his own birthday. Eli was sentenced to live a mortal life in prison. He was eighteen, frightened and now alone and powerless.
His mother cut back his rations when she would talk to him and provoke him to attack her. He was whipped eighty-two times for such reactions toward the High Priestess. Eli was tortured for five years until finally Helen felt guilty that it was her fault this had happened to her brother. Adonis was made the new High Priest at that time and held authority. Helen and Adonis, along with the full council sought to relieve Eli from his torment. Aphrodite only accepted the punishment because she knew all too well that Eli was afraid to live forever. He desired death above all things. It was perfect. He was cursed into becoming a Sleepwalker at the age of 23 upon his birthday. He was granted immortality and an inner beast. Once he was turned Helen and Adonis both deemed he would be sent to another land where he can never harm the bloodline again.
For Eli torture by his mother was far better than being forced to live for eternity. He tried to kill himself a number of times before being sent to the states. Helen and Adonis both split their family fortune with him as he had been removed from the will entirely. Eli made a life in America from the start. He accepted dying would never be an option no matter how much he desired it. He was basically mortal with immortality now. He had no choice but to learn something and cars seemed to be that something. He could cook, clean, and do amazing tattoos, but no one wanted to hire an untrained mechanic.

◘A Fresh Start In Grief and Misery◘
At first Eli moved to a small town in Grievance County called Misery. He managed to work odd end under the table jobs here and there and eventually saved enough money for a house, car, and a garage where he could work on cars and do tattoos. He used that money to move to a town closer to the beach. He loved the ocean and it made him think of home. He moved to Grievance Ridge over a year ago. He had made a few customers and met the local Coven as well. The High Priestess and the High Priest were rather kind to him and accepted that there were bad Witches in the world and he would always be welcome to their gatherings as a former good Witch. Eli has been living in Grievance Ridge for a year now and as a Sleepwalker business hours are strict for him, but he fears with rising numbers of hunters coming into town that he might just be discovered. Eli has never really considered becoming a Familiar simply because he fears he may be forced upon someone who is like his mother. Not to mention the fact that if his mother found him she would kill him for good. He fears that he may go insane and kill his Witch simply to experience death himself.
Eli would gladly accept being a Familiar to protect a good Witch, but Witches who took into consideration that their Familiars were people too were very hard to come by. He doesn't want anyone around him getting hurt because of him, and he doesn't want to hurt anyone because of who he is. All Eli can ever do is hope that if made a Familiar he will be able to accept it willingly and be treated like a person. He is unaware of a Supreme Witch rising and he is unaware of what war rest ahead. Even though the fear of others discovering what he is and hating him for it exist it isn't nearly as great as the fear of living forever with someone depending on him to exist for their safety. He doesn't feel he has the strength to protect even himself and is afraid of himself.


▐ ❝How long will must I endure eternity before I crack?❞


[Aʟʟɪᴇs] OPEN
[Eɴᴇᴍɪᴇs] His mother, Aphrodite
[Fʀɪᴇɴᴅs] OPEN
[Aᴄϙᴜᴀɪɴᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs ] OPEN

[Pᴇᴛs] none

[Rᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴄᴇ]
[Oᴄᴄᴜᴘᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] Self-Employed Mechanic and Tattoo Artist.
[Mᴏᴅᴇ ᴏғ Tʀᴀɴsᴘᴏʀᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ] (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)] Helmet (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

☽Oᴛʜᴇʀ☾ Eli plays the guitar (view spoiler)[ (hide spoiler)]

▐ ❝ Shhhh...Don't you dare say a word, or I'll have to kill you.❞

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PART II

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▐ ❝Becoming a Sleepwalker was no issue for me, it was never being able to die that I protested.❞


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[Lɪᴋᴇs]
☑ Dogs
☑ Exercising
☑ Tattoos
☑ Sketching and Drawing
☑ Reading
☑ Solitude
☑ Making those aorund him feel safe
☑ Making others smile
☑ Children
☑ Cooking

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[Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs]
☒ Being judged without someone knowing him
☒ Laziness
☒ Isolation
☒ Boredom
☒ Feeling Tired or Exhausted
☒ Not having someone to protect and love
☒ Being immortal & knowing that death can never be found by him
☒ Abusive parents
☒ Being told what to do
☒ Having so much he may look vain

[Sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜs ]
☼ Fun-loving
☼ Flirty
☼ Curious
☼ Intellectual
☼ Affectionate
☼ Devoted
☼ Sensitive
☼ Inspirational

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[Wᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇs]
☁ Moody
☁ Emotional
☁ Disorganized
☁ Forgetful
☁ Selfish
☁ Depressive
☁ Self-harming

☽Ƥєяѕσηαℓιту☾ Eli is the sort to sit back behind the crowd until invited into the crowd. He knows that nearly everyone who even spots him begins to judge him in the worse ways possible. He would rather give someone an opportunity to prove him wrong than act entirely out of courage. He will defend the weak and stand up for anyone who needs it, but he will never pick a fight or attack someone without being provoked.
Eli is a friendly guy, given the chance to be, and will prove himself a loyal and caring friend time and time again. He is always the best shoulder to cry on, most attentive ear to listen, and the wisest voice of reason and inspiration. Eli is what few can say have ever known to exist, a true friend. He has no reason to judge others because he is always processing what they think of him and he seems to always have a charming grin that shows otherwise. He holds the appearance of having no care for anyone's thoughts on him and has the look of the to-cool-to-care stereotype.
When alone Eli's darker thoughts about himself aren't afraid to have a little fun in his mind. He inflicts pain upon himself to get rid of the desire to hurt other people for the thoughts they might hold against him. It is a self-restraining technique he believes to be his only option in life.
Eli tends to become very depressed at times and being a Sleepwalker or Familiar, suicide is certainly a difficult task to accomplish and never succeeds. He would rather make people around him smile than face himself in a mirror. Left alone and he seems almost hateful toward himself. It is as though he despises himself above all others and therefore has no room in hsi heart to hate anyone else but himself.
He is certainly the misunderstood sort. He hates himself, but loves people. He loves people, but hates being the one to interact with them. Hates being the one to interact with people, but loves it when people interact with him. Nothing about Eli would ever make sense to a person in their right mind. He adores children and dogs and would love to one day have a family, but he unlike millions fears that he will never see his own death.

Eli is one to run from living before running from death and if you crack his shell which is put up to keep others out, if you don't turn up dead, you may find parts of him that no one has ever seen before. Eli is misunderstood, unique, and lively. Inside of his mind he wonders if people question if he is just a fake. He has committed murder on multiple occasions and such acts could be a result of the man he is today, but that is not to say that he has always been like this either, in fact he doesn't even know what he was like before now. Eli can't remember anything beyond a few years ago, except for small bits and pieces.

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◘Eli fears that he will never die. Many people fear death and fear dying. Eli is immortal and wishes and dreams of mortality. He could not want to die more. He is afraid that he will one day have everything he wants in his life and he will watch all those he loves wither away and die while he remains young and fit and far from death.

◘Eli is afraid of his past. Having little to no recollection of his past life before becoming a Sleepwalker he can only hope he was a good person, but his nightmares seem to state otherwise. He is afraid that once he remembers his life it will come back to haunt him and possibly destroy him from inside his own mind.


▐ ❝The smile I hold is always fake. If you can make a light shine in my eyes and make me truly smile then you have accomplished more than what I believed possible.❞


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[Fᴀᴍɪʟʏ]
♚Aphrodite Amadour/alive/Witch(High Priestess)/130/Mᴏᴛʜᴇʀ
♛Exodus Amadour/deceased/May 19th 2011/Witch(High Priest)/94/Fᴀᴛʜᴇʀ
♟Adonis Amadour/alive/Witch/18/Bʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ
♜Helen Amadour/alive/Witch (Elder)/42/Sɪsᴛᴇʀ
♚Circe/deceased/Unknown/Witch/N.A./Aɴᴄᴇsᴛᴏʀ

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◘Witches of the Ancient World Join Hands◘
Circe was an ancient Witch. Before encountering a famous Greek hero known as Odysseus she was young and more kind to mortals. During a great gathering of the most powerful of Witches, Hekate, the Supreme Witch of the age, merged her powers with each of those powerful Witches. They became the first High Priestesses and High Priest. Hekate's army consisted of her cousins, Circe and Pasiphaë, their niece, Medea, and her brother, Helios. Hekate formed a ring of such titled Witches and spoke to them the true laws. "Spread your magic over all the Earth. Keep your bloodlines pure as nectar. Rule over the mortals as respectful leaders, not gods and tyrants. I bind these laws to you all with blood and magic. I keep you to your oath that should it ever break only death will be met and only destruction and war will be seen."
The Witches at first ruled over the mortals in their Covens as excellent leaders. They provided for their mortals and in return their mortals honoured them. It wasn't until Wraith's came into this world as a problem that the darkness reached out over mortals and Witches. The mortals blamed the Witches and hunted them. Circe was hit the hardest as an army of Wraiths destroyed her kingdom. She was chased back to an island where she preformed dark magic upon the mortals who once worshipped the ground she walked. She broke the oath and so the spell was binding. Her line continued on and so did the other lines of blood. But the more the oath was broken the more war and destruction came.
Circe was the first true sinner among Witch-kind breaking a vowel that allowed peace and aligned with Witches who did not desire such peace. The other kingdoms were shattered and Hekate was left to watch the destruction pass on as her family was hunted down and killed. One of the most powerful spells Hekate could manage was a memory spell. Over all mortals Witches were pushed to the back of their minds. Eventually it did resurface, but that was contained quickly compared to the centuries of war that were started before the war.

◘Born To Rule◘
"You are of noble birth and you shall lead this Coven one day." Those were the first words spoken to Eli upon his birth by his father. The family took pride in their bloodline. They were the Coven of Circe. They were one of the only ancient Covens known to still exist and Eli's mother, Aphrodite, was the High Priestess and direct descendant of Helios. Eli's father, Exodus, was the direct descendant of Circe. Aphrodite's bloodline was vague and their family only held the crest of Helios and no other connection of him was salvageable after the ancient WWI (Witch War One). Exodus's family knew very well how deeply connected they were to Circe and were proud of such a fact. The Coven of Circe was the ruling Coven of Greece and it was overflowing with noble blood.
When Eli was born Exodus and Aphrodite both expected him to achieve greatness. Their daughter was powerful, but Aphrodite knew more than anyone that she was not to be the next High Priestess. She never kept Helen's hopes up for anything, but always told her she must always follow her brother and support him and counsel him during hard and good times.
Eli's birth was a blessing and he was to be prepared to be the Coven's High Priest from the start.

◘Jealousy Is A Greedy Monster◘
Helen loved Eli. She would care for him as a child more than their parents who had far too much business to see to. However, she did not like the title he was being handed without work from the get go. While it was her duty to push her brother and teach him simple acts of magic which grew harder in time, she still prayed to the goddess that he would fail. What the poor girl didn't know was that she had a gift with Wishing. Helen could wish for anything and it would be so. Whether it is the ancient and forgotten tale of Circe's betrayal or simple coincidence Eli may have been born to rule, but was not destined to do so.
Helen's wish would one day come true and possibly destroy everything that the Coven of Circe stood for.

Eli was four when he began to not only exhibit his powers as a Witch, but also started school. In a sense he was homeschooled. Eli wasn't allowed to go to a mortal school to ensure bloodline purities he was to only be introduced to other Witches. For the majority of Eli's childhood he only believed Witches existed. It wasn't until he was 12 that he was allowed outside the Coven territory and allowed into the mortal part of the city. The Coven of Circe was so vast and powerful they held an entire piece of the city of Kavala. They ran most of the businesses and kept their children from mortal influence, by Coven law. Once Eli discovered that mortals existed he began to realize just how horrible his family and his Coven really were.


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WARNING:(view spoiler)[Storyline is to be edited as his life progresses. As of right now he is a Sleepwalker to become a Familiar of Kali Kamala. (hide spoiler)]

PART I

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▐ ❝I wake up from my dreams feeling like life is just a horrible nightmare.❞


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☽Ƒιяѕт Ɲαмє☾ Elijah
☽Mι∂∂ℓє Ɲαмє☾ Lazarus
☽Lαѕт Ɲαмє☾ Amadour
[Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇ] Eli, He hates the name Elijah. He will hardly ever answer to Elijah unless you seem determined to call him by the name he hates more than anything else. Eli means "Defender of man"; "The offering"; "Lifting up"; "High & Ascended"; "Uplifted" in Greek, Hebrew, & Biblical
[Nᴀᴍᴇ Mᴇᴀɴɪɴɢs] (view spoiler)[
*Elijah: "The strong Lord"; "Jehovah is God"/ Hebrew & Greek
*Lazarus: "God has helped"; "God will help"; "Assistance of God"; "God is my help"/ Hebrew, Biblical, & Greek
*Amadour: "Lover"; "Lovable"/ French, Italian, & Latin
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☽Agє☾ 25
[Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ] June 22nd
[Pʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ] Kavala, Greece
[Tɪᴍᴇ ᴏғ Bɪʀᴛʜ] 7: 22 a.m.
☽Ƶσ∂ιαc Sумвσℓ☾ ♊/Gemini-♋/Cancer Cusp
[Asᴄᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ] ☑ [Nᴏᴛ Asᴄᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ] ☐
[Dᴀᴛᴇ ᴏғ Cᴜʀsᴇ] June 22nd at the age of 23


☽Ɠєη∂єя☾ ♂
[Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ] Heterosexual, Bi-curious
[Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs] Single ☑ Taken ☐
[Master] Kali Desiree Kamala

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☽Ƈσνєη Ɯιтcн☾ ☽Ƒαмιℓιαя☾
☽Hιєяαяcну Ƥσѕιтιση☾ Acolyte/Summoner
[ʀᴀɴᴋ] Novice (Intermediate)(Ascended)
☽Ƥσωєяѕ & Aвιℓιтιєѕ☾
◘Immortality
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◘Empathy-Link to Kali (Witch Seer)


▐ ❝I only endure life because death is not an option. It is a struggle to even hold the will to leave my home.❞


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☽Aρρєαяαηcє☾ (view spoiler)[

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[Fᴀᴄᴇᴄʟᴀɪᴍ] Stefanos Milatos
[Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ] Eli is certainly unique in appearance. At first glance he is the bad boy or the emo guy who is going to run in guns blazing one day. The few who take the time to understand the real him will realize he is a kind, soft, and sweet sort of guy who has a lot of demons on the inside. He has never viewed his tattoos as a symbol of evil in him so much as a work of art. His hair is never one solid colour always mixing between blonde and black in a variety of shades in between. His body is very well sculpted. He works out often and his body shows for it. His eyebrow, ears, nose, and lips are all pierced, but he doesn't always wear those piercings. He isn't one to jump right into a conversation so his appearance will set people off and steer them away before introductions can even be made.
[Hᴀɪʀ] Brown, naturally
[Eʏᴇs]Blue-Green Hazel
[Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 180.5 lb.
[Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ] 6'2"
[Bᴏᴅʏ Tʏᴘᴇ]Athletic
[Bʟᴏᴏᴅ Tʏᴘᴇ] B+
[Tᴀᴛᴛᴏᴏs; Pɪᴇʀᴄɪɴɢs; Mᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs; ᴇᴛᴄ...] Eli's body is covered in tattoos and has multiple piercings. His most distinguishing tattoos are a gas mask on his left shoulder, nautical compass on his left side, lips on his right hip bone, "Shhhh" on his right index finger, and a half woman skull on his chest. His most notable piercings are his ears, left eyebrow, and left corner of his bottom lip.
He has very faint scars on his back from being whipped.


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lol yeah I know the feeling with a lot of people...but I tell them to their face about it.

woot woot!!!

Artemus frowned, "I'm not saying that I want to rape you but it is tempting if you are offering...I'm also not saying that I'm not for it because it is still tempting to push you too, but if Ash doesn't answer you will be dead and he will go on to rally Witches against us. You will leave any family you have to face the wrath of the Witches and you will leave any hope of them being destroyed for good behind you. If I push you off this cliff you will possibly die and then what?" He spoke calmly and her taunt didn't seem to phase him at all as he was good at manipulation he could tell when someone else was trying to do it to him.

Damien sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Kali...I'm not forcing you upon anyone or anyone upon you. I want you to decide who he or she is and I want you to accept them as your Familiar. You won't have to worry about anyone but yourself if you all have Familiars. It is their job to concern themselves with you. They will protect you to an even greater extension that you could ever imagine because the empathy link and the fact that their own lives will be connected to you. Mortals were once bred by our kind to protect us and many who were so loyal and just in their cause chose to become Sleepwalkers to undergo a year and a day of trials. Whoever you choose I will be happy with because I know you mean a lot to Salem and many of those you know. It would put us all at ease if you would just accept it. Max is a Sleepwalker, she will stay a Sleepwalker. I expect that whoever you choose will need to be willing to protect you before themselves. Like I said you don't have to answer right away just hear me out and please consider that you are saving a life rather than destroying one. Sleepwalkers will be hunted by force by many Covens when Ash comes out and they will be forced to breed with one another and bond with Witches. The world is going to go into a state of fear and panic soon and I want to know you and my siblings are safe from such a thing. You will be saving a Sleepwalker from torture, and possibly death by bonding to them. Ash doesn't realize the consequences that will be had by coming out to the world, but it will affect Covens even greater than it will mortals." He tried being a voice of reason, but he doubted it would work. He wanted Kali to understand he wanted her safety, then as he heard Ash on the other side he wanted to strangle the guy for calling another Witch something to be had by either side. "Don't listen to Ash. He wants this for you for a selfish reason. I want your safety. We both want you to have a Familiar, but I want you to want it too. He will try to force it upon you. If you choose to not accept him and deny a Familiar I will do everything in my power to ensure your protection either way. You are more than valuable to either side. You are a member of the Grievance Ridge Council of Witches and you are a valuable person as a leading member of the Coven. Sides and war set aside your safety and the safety of most of our council is the number one priority."
Stefan gave Damien a thumbs up being able to hear Ash as well Damien had a far more civil approach and friendly which Stefan didn't think possible for Damien. He seemed genuinely concerned for her well being and it was interesting to see that he only showed such concern to one other person and she was trying to make pancakes by reading box instructions which hardly ever worked for anyone. He stood and walked toward her, "Um, do you mind if I help out a bit?" He asked cautiously not wanting to say she was doing any of it wrong.

Ash smirked at Arian's eye rolling at his sister. Then as Kali got a bit heated up he couldn't help but to eavesdrop she was sitting right there beside of him. How could anyone help but to listen in? Ash glanced over and hoped Max was getting up shortly. He looked at Kali a bit intensely knowing she could hear his thoughts or see them or however it was that she did her thing. "Kali, as much as I hate to butt in and agree with Damien of all people....I must say that I don't like you contacting him or even considering conversation with him, but he is right. Not about hsi siblings, but you needing protection. You are an asset to my list of allies and perhaps others would take advantage of that. You aren't safe without a Familiar and you certainly won't be by standing around and complaining about it. Accept your gifts for what they are and accept that a Familiar would be the best kind of defense you could have for yourself." Ash said plainly hoping she would hear him out if not Damien. He knew she was valuable but if Damien was trying to protect her as well perhaps she was even more valuable. "Damien may want to choose for you, but I have a suggestion of a person who would be an excellent addition to the ranks. However, I would let you choose solely upon your own freewill." Ash tried to explain figuring now was the best time to do it. "Damien has no control over you, but I do unless you revoke my presence from you during which time you will be like Damien and deny me. I do not wish to force you into something you do not agree with, but it would be wise to listen."

Yeah that's when I confront people and if they don't start respecting me I start getting violent with my words.