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((lol Sorry to hear that.))Stefan could do or say nothing to change Ciara's mind and he knew it. He accepted that she may not want to be with him at all now she had a choice fully. He didn't want it to be that way, but even he had a choice to let her go without too much heartache if it came down to it given he could touch people now. His main goal in life was now to seek out the killer of his parents and make sure his siblings were alive and well. Stefan turned with a nod and moved back toward the more awkward scene of Variel and Damien kissing rather intensely. He cleared his throat rather defiantly to get their attention.
Damien kissed Variel back holding the sides of her face with a smirk. Then he sighed as Stefan cleared his throat. He looked at Stefan frowning, "It is nearly dawn and whle Ciara is socializing and stealing from casino's I am going to set up a few forms of protection. Stefan you have the choice to come back tonight with me or you can exercise freewill for one night and one night only. As for Ciara, I'll give her a day with her family, but she will have no choice but to submit to my summons when I call for her. Whether we like it or not Ash is powerful and his power will draw in even more powerful Witches to the town. Our Coven may be in danger and I'm the most powerful Witch in Grievance apart from the High Priestess and Ash." He looked back at Variel rather intensely, "I'll send Stefan after you by noon. Keep an eye out for your brother, too. He will be turning into a snake soon." He warned her knowing that she wanted the two to get along more so Damien was collecting his allies by attempting to look out for them.
Artemus raised his eyebrows at her, "I'm starting to think this isn't about your parents anymore or your father...Perhaps you do need to head home. I understand you are hurt, but you still say yet. Perhaps your own words are the answer. He doesn't kow what he is feeling...whoever he is. I must say that you intrigue me at ow you are ripping yourself apart over someone else. Most hunters dispose of internal feelings for people who are different from themselves, hunters tend to stick with hunters and yet I'm betting you are in love with a Witch. Maybe you should confront him more fully...Do what you do best and get even with him. Maybe then he would think twice about playing with your emotions." Artemus didn't really care who she was talking about so much as he was more concerned with a Witch who clearly deserved to die like all Witches did. He was just far more restricted in such a matter given that Variel gave him a distinct list of Witches who were to be untouched and he had a feeling that list would soon grow.
((Okay finished now and thank you...I have been extremely dizzy and short of breath. idk what is wrong.))
((sorry it posted too soon wait I'm not done yet.))
Damien looked to the now modern English speaking family who still held slight accents of northern Uk mixed with Scandinavian. "Well, that is impressive. Yet another Witch, Savara, is it?" He gave her a kind nod and looked to Stefan. "You can come with me while your girlfriend catches up with her family. I would offer clothes, but mine are at my home. I am forcing you two to live with me. They are not allowed to. I don't ahve enough room for a full family, but they may stay the night after I have cleaned up from the Hunters." He explained before touching Variel's arm, "Be careful...I don't know how dangerous it could still be and I don't need you getting hurt at all. Understand?" He asked very concerned. Killing sitll on his mind as it was hard to get rid of, but he was forcing hismelf to be as human as possible with Variel.Stefan held Queen and was so happy to be able to do so. He released the dog and let it run back to Ciara and hoped that ehr brothers from ancient times wouldn't think it was a wolf pup about to attack. He walked slowly approaching Ciara and Savara. "Are you alright? Damien said we have to leave soon. I have to go now, and he will summon for you later if you want time with your family first. He said they can only stay tonight though after that they need a home to go to. We have no choice but to live with him." He said not sounding entirely depressed about the fact, but more accepting of the matter.
Salem frowned down at the dog as it approached with a growl, "Um, sorry...I am not used to Sleepwalkers and well Variel lives with me." He looked around for a moment, "Ash needs some pants...or underwear at least...Not that I'm complaining, but Kali is uncomfortable." He said rather matter-of-factly. Salem moved back to the door and walked in. He saw the handsome naked man seated and could not help but be overcome and drawn by his power and how attractive he was. Ash looked over for amoment and nodded befor elooking back at Kali and listening intently. "My dear Kali. You are this regions Coven Seer. You have seen a part of the future, but has Salem told you of the future Seers of the past have seen? He holds a powerful gift and to be able to hack into the memories of spirits is something that seems to me to only exist in him as no matter what the ability it is always uniquely different from other Witches with the same powers." He moved his index finger over his lips for a moment before positioning himself moving his leg down and raising the other to now Salem was getting full view of what Ash had to offer. "As for Damien...I wanted all Witches to be at peace with all mortals. I wanted to mainstream. I question it now, but as the Supreme High Witch I know that it is what must be done no matter what is held in the back of my mind for desires I must put others before myself and I am no tyrant. When I allow Witches to mainstream I will put hunters out of the job. I will higher those who seem to be able to accept it more fully and able to prove themselves strong enough to hunt Wraiths down and those who challenge Witches and the union of mortals with us. I do not want war so I will have those who wish for it quickly and humanely disposed of. Naturally, it will become harder to kill Wraiths as many will seek guidance from the ruler of the netherworld for immortality as a best defense. Unfortunately, I care not for your truce with Damien Devereux as he is too powerful to be held under control or trusted at all for that matter. His execution in front of the world will be demanded. He must answer to his crimes and no amount of allies or help will prevent this from passing. He wishes to meet with me in peace. I cannot allow this without extra precautions being taken. I will make laws and it will prevent him from harming our kind. If it weakens him to near death his sentence will still stand. However, if he murders again as he has done this night I will kill him personally. Unfortunately, as apart of my laws I will create it will be the Coven's duty to carry out the sentences of criminals within their district." Ash was very dead set on what he was saying and even though he wanted peace he felt even to achieve peace death was not avoidable.
((Forgive me that it is not long as yours. IDK what happened. I have been feeling very sick since last night.))
Damien smiled the entire time as he watched Ciara rip her father to shreds basically with her bare hands apart from the knife. Damien could see his spirit racing to leave the scene long before the body had died fully. Damien reached his ahnd out toward it and called upon Lucifer, "Descensum! Lucifer I offer the second offering to take the place of Ciara's soul!" He watched the soul be dragged into a crack that was only visible on another spiritual plane. Spirits of the damned pulled Ciara's father down until he became charred still screaming in pain. Damien looked back down at Variel he picked her clothes up and held them as he looked at her. "I want you to come home with us." He said pleadingly. Stefan was reluctant to hold the pup and as he felt warmer than before he felt as though Death truly was gone. He reached out and felt coldness return. He quickly pulled back. Damien looked to him curiously, "Your warmth was temporary. Death will always be with you, but you now choose when it is going to be with others too. I promise if you truly wish to hold life you will be able to do so and it will not rot into death." Stefan nodded and took the pup. The touch for moment made Queen yawn tiredly, but then she started licking his hands..."Amazing.." Stefan said shocked with joy and more happiness than he ever believed possible. "Thank you, Damien...I can never repay you for what you ahve done." Damien laughed a bit coldly, "Trust me...You will be able to. What you have already accomplished tonight has been considered a rent for what I have given you."
Stefan was in a bit of fear as to what Damien meant, but he was overjoyed currently. There was no point in caring now. He moved to Ciara and felt her warmth even greater against his cold skin. "Let's get your family together...We have a lot of work to get done." He told her plainly. He turned back to the mangled and mutilated corpse of her father and it slowly it began to smoke into ashes and cinders before crumbling entirely into the sand.
Artemus smiled sympathetically, "I am no Witch. I am a hunter just like you. Except I have more resources at my disposal. I work for a UK organization who uses the talents of Witches to our advantage in Alchemy. I am also a Cursed One. I saved you because you are mortal. I am far form human now, but not by choice and because of such reasons I remained a hunter to kill Witches and keep innocents safe. I have no intention of hurting you and if you feel safe holding onto your gun I can't blame you. I was feeding when I smelled your blood and heard the gun fire. Now, if you will so kindly stop yourself from doing that again as my supplies may be running low, permanently. He stood up straighter and tall his muscles flexing as he straightened hismelf. He offered his hand to her. "You are lucky I already fed. If I hadn't I would have lost control just by smelling you. "Let's get you home it will be dawn soon and you won't like what I become at such an hour." He assured her he was going to not hurt her, but he was also warning her that he easily could have. He wanted to help. Before he wouldn't have given a second thought, but after seeing Variel and getting her true blessing he found hismelf being more human again.
Damien smirked watching the guy bleed out slowly...He spoke in english luckily, "Please...I beg you...kill me if it is what you want to accomplish. I don't deserve this...please I'm begging you." Damien looked at him hsi eyes still filled with blood, "My dear lost soul have you know clue yet? It isn't I who commands your death or prevents it. It is the darling Ciara who you broke the heart of and still suffered fate for she believed you loved her the way she loved you. Now, silence." Damien's influence over the dead kicked in easily and he was unable to speak at all. His lips seemed to bleed as though an invisible needle was sewing them shut.Damien looked down at Variel and frowned, "I think it's twins." He said it calmly and without care. Careless thoughts and activity tended to happen after he killed. He couldn't help that it was apart of being a Wraith. He became more and more soulless as he killed. He looked to Ciara, "Do away with your father or you will feel the pain of your soul beign ripped from your body as Stefan was feeling. As for your powers, Stefan can touch and kill whomever he desires. You it is a bit more fascinating really. You can induce love upon others now and push your curse upon them. They will love you and those you used such a power on will die not sure how quickly, but the more control you gain the quicker it will be. Think of yourself as a succubus. You must discover how you can induce such love and push the curse upon them. While also being able to pull it off of others. Your will take far more mental strength while Stefan's will take more physical strength to master."
Stefan looked around, "Ciara? Can I hold Queen?" He asked only wishing to feel something that was truly alive. "I will have to find a witch with omnilingualism to induce English speech in your family and friends, but that won't be easy. Kali is the one who knows who everyone is. Not I." He explained more clearly. He looked to the bleeding body of the mortal and grinned viciously. His blood began to bubble on the sand like it was boiling and it moved toward his body and behind the stitches he hummed a painful scream. Damien could only be pleased with what pain he was able to cause, "Accept this soul in place of Ciara's, Lucifer, my Lord."
((np bae glad to make somebody happy lol...))He looked down at her more directly as he held her. "Because no matter what pain you face no one deserves death by their own hands. No matter how badly it hurts there will always be a day that you are happier than before the pain you experienced when you were happy than broken again. You will find that day, but you have to stay alive to do that." He said plainly not realizing he had her blood on his lips. He probably looked like some horrible vampire and she probably thought he was a Witch because if she looked down where she shot herself she would only see the faintest of scars as though it had been healed for years. "I can't sit back and watch a mortal die over a painful memory and like all pains and all memories it will fade. Sure it will come back to you, but as real as I am and you are alive now it will fade...That I am sure of. Come on, let's find you some new clothes and something to eat. That potion tends to use all the nourishment of the body to heal you and tends to make people react in hunger." He personally wasn't hungry, he already fed and he believed that if tonight ended any more quickly with him turning back into a snake he would be glad to have done at least one good deed.
Salem nodded to Kali and raced out the door and started whistling because he honestly knew of no other way to call for Max except, "Here Max...Come on Max, where did you go?" He felt a bit embarrassed that Kali had to see what was in hsi mind, but when a hot guy in the buff appears out of fire to you one cannot simply ignore that he is hot half as much as he had burst from flames that didn't burn. Ash nodded in respect and stepped down from the table. e sat int he chair across from the couch and propped his ankle on his knee while leaning back. "Tell me, Kali, what is it that you summoned me here for? I know it was no true summoning, but you desired to approach me on non-harmful conditions. I answered such a call as a summoning. So tell me, if it is about the raids they have ended...I have ended them, not happy I let the Hunters live to kill another day, but it was done. Also not happy that I may still feel strongly that I let them live with regret of doing so. Any mortal for that matter. I disposed of someone who said they loved me for their own protection, but I am starting to wonder if they need no protection form our kind and instead need to be kept up with as servants and slaves. Our kind cannot exist without them. Over half of the Witches who do exist could not have been here if their ancestors did not practice their magic and make Familiars out of mortals. Witch Familiars are far more rebellious than mortal ones and our kind would have died out without them. So I am beginning to wonder why not unite? A Wraith is still a Witch...mortals Cursed and made Sleepwalkers are touched by our magic..why not use that? Why not mainstream to mortals and then let them know how this world needs to be ran like it was in ancient times before mankind discovered they have strength in their knowledge of technology and weaponry?" Ash was not spouting this like a mad man. He was speaking very calmly and reasonably. Naturally, deep inside he was against such a solution as he knew his palce was to make peace and that seemed far too wrong of the way to do it. So he questioned himself and sought answers logically from the one in an ancient Coven bloodline who held the pow He then held up a finger, "Before you aid me...or answer as to why you summoned me...Know this...I know Damien Devereux is a Wraith. I know that you, Salem Devereux, Erin Devereux, and Variel the Familiar all know what he is and are fine with it. Know that I know you are keeping secrets from your High Priestess and that is a crime known as treason and is punishable by burning and chained in iron so powers like yours are rendered useless. Go on Kali, speak up." Ash wasn't the same anymore. Immortality would destroy humanity within someone, but power with immortality that destroyed everything. Ash felt it destroying him and that was why he answered Kali's call. He wanted peace, he wanted freedoms, and he wanted to make right the wrongs of all mankind, Witch and mortal alike.
Damien shook his head, "I don't know but as my Familiar...I want you to shift, please Variel...Only slightly puncture the artery in his inner thigh, under his arms and when he is close to dying his jugular." He told plainly he nodded thanks to Ciara as he weakly moved on top of Braeden. He looked deeply into her eyes and smiled cruelly, "You have caused one of my new allies and Blessed Ones a lot of pain for many centuries. I can't have them living in fear of their curses returning, ever. This is will hurt, a lot. You will beg for mercy. You will die a second death." He turned hsi head side ways examining her for a moment. "You poor thing, you don't understand a word I'm saying do you?" Braeden could only laugh cruelly before muttering something and spitting at Damien. "Hmm, Cute, but unattractive." He grabbed her by her throat to ensure she would only struggle agianst his hand. He then began to mutter a spell. "By what powers I have left and what powers will be absorbed into me through this innocents blood I summon and gather the dividing realms:Spiritus diu oblitus summoned hic sine sciencia proditione fides.
Egredietur te invoco.
Egredietur te invoco.
Remordet, tenebris et miseria.
Ut inquiratur sanguis animarum viventium pascuntur maneat in regnum divisum.
Exi et carne vescuntur.
Do vobis praesentia.
Da mihi spiritum.
Da mihi meam.
Dolor in praecordiis meis de aeternitate.
Ingreditur aeterna flamma animae fiam me.
Lucifer, accipite hanc animam esse in corpore sicut beatus Stephanus sacrificii.
Te invoco.
Te invoco!
Te invoco !!!"
It happened rather quickly. The girl cried out in pain jerking all over while bite marks and claw marks appeared on her body. She screamed loudly inducing one of her powers. She held the Banshee scream. Damien didn't cover his ears. Instead he snuffed it out by choking her even mroe intently and as she was bitten from her wounds her blood moved form her body and took on the form of a naked beauty. Damien stood the girl screaming and begging in her language for mercy. Damien opened hsi arms to the blood girl and she screamed as well before entering Damien washing him in blood. He fell to his knees as the blood slowly seeped into his skin. He turned his head back and grinned. "You my dear are very powerful. Your magic has been harnessed in the afterlife. Funny, I have it now." The girl reached out for Damien as more bite marks covered her and finally she cracked like stone all over before melting into a pile of blood and ooze. "Funny what happens to the dead who were never meant to come back once they are killed by the dead." Damien stood smiling while the iris of his eyes seemed to fill with the crimson colour of blood. His body tightened and his muscles grew again. He held an immortal glow about him. "Lucifer...Are you sure I am ready?" He asked in no one's direction. "Thank you my lord...I take this power and I cherish you for it. Thank you for taking other souls in their place, my lord." Damien seemed still for a moment and int he wind whispers could be heard of a thousand silent voices. "I thought you wanted two for him? Her? She is not nearly as powerful as he is. What sort of Blessed One have you been able to mold out of her curse?" Damien was looking rather insane talking to the wind, but it was even more insane that the wind was talking back. "Very well, my Lord, the two males in place of her soul. What of his burdens?" The wind blew in whispers again. "I understand. They shall share them as equals to our cause." Damien looked over at the stiffened Stefan who was gritting his teeth in such agonizing pain. Damien waved his hand in the air in his direction and Stefan fell calm, breathing heavily, but calm.
Damien looked over Alex..."Your death will come slowly and my Lord will make your soul suffer for longer than eternity can measure."
Damien could only smile at this point. "I love you Variel. I love our child." He listened close again mroe itently and again he heard two very distinct heart beats in perfect sync, but this time they weren't in sync with one another one was to his and the other to Variel. "Vari...I may be wrong...it may still be my nerves...it may be the fact that I nearly used all of my Wraith power for this spell but there is something I need to tell you that I am hearing inside of you." Before he could continue Stefan let out a splitting scream his body tight and rigid his back arched even while he was laying on his back. His bones cracked and popped as the muscles tightened. The veins in his necka nd arms and his bare chest could easily be seen even in the dark. Damien mvoed to him quickly and examined him, "Ciara? Ciara! It's time to say your goodbyes to those you wish to sacrifice. If you do not offer souls in the place of your own and Stefan's you both will lose your immortality and die a true death." he called up at her knowing she was more concerned with her lvoeed ones right now and Damien knew something he would ahve to inform her of eventually, but as of right now he had to kill a Witch or he was going to age and weaken and die. He looked up at Variel and already his hair was turning from dirty blondish brown to a lighter colour with a hint of gray streaks. Age spots were forming on his hands and the muscles in his arms and on his abdomen began to thin and weaken. "I used far too much of my pwoer for one night. I told you I only had to kill once a week or even longer apart, but I used too much Vari...I need a Witch...I need one now." He warned her knowing that death was coming Stefan was touched by Death too long to be saved if a soul was not sacrificed in his stead and Lucifer had to claim someone or he would drain Damien, Salem, Erin, and all spells and bonds Damien had made would be broken. He saw shadow figures all aorund. He had summoned spirits forth with that spell and those who were not given bodies were not too pleased with him. He was balancing between two realms now and so was Stefan. "Stefan...Listen to me...Our bodn is true. You have my protection...You have apart of me in you...Feel what power I have left...It is in you too. We are nearly bonded fully. Stay on this side. Fight the shadows." He warned Stefan begging for mercy hismelf, but he knew the risk to be taken when he was given a higher authority by Lucifer hismelf.
Artemus prayed she would be okay, but as quickly as light faded from her eyes and her body grew cold she began to heat up quickly and colour came back to her. Artemus watched her pulled up to her knees and begin crying. He naturally wrapped his arms around her and hugged her. he knew better than anybody when you hurt so bad you could kill yourself sometimes a hug was all somebody needed to feel some morsel of life left in them to keep fighting. He never had that hug and he still challenged life. He looked at her frowning...He kissed the top of her head rocking slightly with her. "Your okay...It will be okay..." Artemus knew he wish he had someone do this to him when he needed it and he hoped this would help her too. He was cold and heartless nowadays and only wanted to help her for some odd reason he knew the burdens of a Hunter. He had seen her once before in the matter of few days as the Hunters of the Iron Horse were rallying troops for tonight's raid and he watched ehr walk from their offer.
((ok np))
((awesome unless you wanted her to actually die I mean lol...))Artemus was wearing his black leather pants and was racing through the woods. He had fed and he was strong enough to control himself. When he smelled blood and heard gun fire he immediately raced there leaving the husk of a man behind who was in fact a Witch who had the intention of killing Artemus once alone. He found found Florence and held her head up..."Hunter? Hunter can you hear me? Stay with me...Listen to my voice..." His fangs grew out and he moved upon the bullet wound ripping ehr shirt in half as he sucked it out. He spit the bullet and hte blood out frightened if he indulged eh would turn ravenous. He was carrying his trench coat and pulled out a vial it was a healling additive that induced a Witches healing and in mortals it worked ten times better strengthening everything and giving a high euphoria of strength and energy. He poured it down Florence's mouth..."Wake up...I do not know you, but I know what caused you to do this was not worth it. Wake up!" He demanded hating to see any mortal die at their own hands. He had considered suicide with his curse a number of times, but he wanted more in life. He now used his curse against Witches and even though it was harder to do so now his discovery of Variel being a Familiar was stuck in his head he still had to survive and refused to kill mortals unless tricked or unable to find any Witches. He didn't wnat someeone to kill themselves over emotions it was wrong.
Salem downed his head in shame of even thinking it. "You know sometimes...I feel like even if you couldn't read my mind our see my thoughts you would still know what I'm thinking." He tried for a small smile. He looked up half way to meet Kali's eyes...Then between them a bright light and burst of flames erupted in the center of the room. The flames twisted into a screeching giant bird which was beautiful and terrifying all at once. Salem didn't waste time to jump over infront of Kali in fear for her life more than his own. She was right he wasn't Damien and their similarities was simply through brotherhood.The flaming bird rose up turning into a man standing straight up naked and seemingly having a darker aura and a powerful one at that than what Stefan had ever felt before even more so than Damien and the High Priestess. The flames vanished with no marking or sign they ever existed. Ash was facing them. "I have been summoned here. Who summons me?" He said as if challenging them. He saw Kali more fully...He leaned down still standing on the table. "Forgive my darkness. I have placed myself in a mindset of such to prevent love. What is it that you have summoned me for? Do not lecture and do not challenge me. IF you do I fear that my darker mindset against Hunters and Mortals at the present will become my essence." Salem couldn't help himself but to look at Ash with awe and bit of lust in the back of his mind. A hot naked man was standing in front of himw ith full pwoer to control him as he wished and Salem would have happily done whatever it was he desired.
Damien could only smirk at his beloved, "I would have been able to accomplish it with a lot of my power draining...and with you here it gives me a boost. As for your brother, Mikah...I want nothing to do with him. I trust him as far as I can throw him, but I now you are strong and I know he won't hurt you. Just warn me when he comes to visit. My toleration will be his presence in my home. I will not try and make relations start where they could enver occur." He warned Variel in the nicest way possible. He wasn't going to be home when Mikah came over and he sure as Hell wasn't going to try and make nice with him. Damien wasted no time in walking to his point on the pentagram. "Stefan stand in the water, Ciara be directly across from him. Variel take point across from me and I will summon a presence to take a point beside me." Damien closed his eyes holding his arms out before him as if trying to embrace a spirit. Suddenly a dark cloaked figure took the final point and seemed to mimic Damien. Then echoing all around in the air and all around the ocean voices rose up from the flames. "Terra aqua aer ignis.
Terra aqua aer ignis.
Terra aqua aer ignis.
Spiritus damnatorum compatiantur.
Spirituum beatorum.
Spiritibus vitalibus.
Spiritus mortis.
Spiritus animae.
De hac die.
De hac nocte.
Occupare animarum.
Maledixit sanguis eorum divinum et rectum.
Eorum corpora servum illum ultra Cursid.
Corporis animique spiritu meo sentio.
Flammis animam sentire.
Create benedictas in nobis.
Ego euocare anima Stefan Tod Natter.
Sordidus flectite renasci vocat animam nostram imaginem.
Ponam in visione lucis.
Lucifer cum omnibus benedicito Dominum fortitudine tua virtute multa et gloria.
Maledictus qui benedictus.
Benedictus qui maledicti.
Hac nocte animam et spiritum reincarnationis Benedictus.
Terra aqua aer ignis.
Terra aqua aer ignis.
Terra aqua aer ignis.
Absolvo vos !!!!"
Then Damien spoke the words in English, "Earth water air Fire.
Earth water air fire.
Earth water air fire.
Spirits of the damned.
Spirits of the blessed.
Spirits of life.
Spirits of death.
Spirits of the soul.
Seize this day.
Seize this night.
Seize these souls.
Make their cursed blood holy and right.
Make their bodies slave no more to curses.
Feel the body and mind with my spirit.
Feel the soul with my flames.
Create blessed ones among us.
I call forth the soul of Stefan Tod Natter.
I summon his darkened and stained soul to be reborn in my image.
I make him in my vision of light.
Lucifer bless him with all of your might, power, and glory.
Blessed be those who have been cursed.
Blessed be those who are cursed ones.
Blessed be this night of reincarnation of the soul and spirit.
Earth water air fire.
Earth water air fire.
Earth water air fire.
I free you!!!!"
Damien smirked while Stefan simply looked aorund as if something were supposed to happen. Damien then looked over at Stefan directly. "Ultra mors animae tactus virtutum et vitiorum.
Ita potestatem obtinent super mortem.
Ita potestatem obtinent super regni sui.
Intra intra vas, cuicumque rapax mors tenuit distinguitur.
Arma in tenebris lucem proferet imperium!
Benedictus a me in meo sanguine!"
Stefan felt something moving through his body and an aura of darkness engulfed him like smoke. He screamed but then it began to flow into his mouth he was stiffened his hands seemed pulled to the sides and his legs straightened. He head pulled back as the smoke shadow spiralled into his body and then he collapsed.
Damien then turned to Ciara, "Promissa, & fiat ut vincula mea manifesta fierent.
Qui verbum meum bonum in nomine vivificavit me.
Lucifer meum verbum veram et liberam Ciara Kalissta Lassiter!
Omnium sermo Mea spíritus ejus maledicta magicae intra veneficas confringetur!
Benedictus ex animo fac!"
Damien smirked as a pink aura began to engulf her. Then black twisted with it. "Make her whole! Bind her spirit and make her Blessed! Make my words true and honor such a bargain! Lucifer I summon thou power!"
As Ciara became engulfed flashed of light appeared all around them and the shadow figure vanished with an eerie laugh. Where the bright flashes would occur bodies would appear naked and sleeping. Ciara's seven brothers, her mother...Her father...Savara...and even Alex and Braeden appeared. Damien frowned at how well it had worked. It surprised him and frightened him. Whatever magic completed the circle he had a feeling it wasn't Variel so much as who was in her or what was in her.
Suddenly, both Ciara and Stefan were engulfed by fire like a cocoon. Stefan was unconscious and the fires didn't seem to hurt him as he vanished within the ball of flames.
For Stefan in his mind he felt death leave his body and then come back. It seemed constant, but at the same time it seemed stronger as it entered him and weaker as it left. Death had to be apart of him, but he was able to control it. He felt it even unconscious he knew it was true.
