Queen Elsa sat on her throne,her face impassive as she looked out over the vast expanse of her kingdom.She was the ruler of the Witches,she ruled it with peace and love but known for her brute judgements.While in the throne room,she sensed something was amiss.
There was a darkness on the horizon,a shadow that threatened to engulf her.Just then,a cloaked figure appeared before her,his face obscured by the shadows of his hood.The Queen's eyes narrowed as she recognized the presence of the dark ancient seer,a being of great power and wisdom.
"What brings you here? Queen Elsa asked".
The seer replied her and said,do you remember of the war that ensued millennium years ago.
Queen Elsa said no.The seer then said that the offsprings of the lineage that was meant to be wiped out are still very much alive and kicking.If care isn't taken, everything she has worked for would be taken away from her and the others.
Queen Elsa required whom the offsprings were and the seer revealed their names; Damian,Kayla and Kiel.She furthered asked about what kind of powers they possessed but the seer said that part wasn't revealed to him.
The Queen's mind was racing as she digested the information the ancient seer had just given her. It seemed almost impossible that the descendants of that ancient lineage could still be alive, let alone be a threat to her rule. She had thought the threat had been dealt with long ago. How had she been so wrong?
"Do you know where these descendants are?" she asked, her voice betraying a hint of worry. "Are they in my kingdom, or elsewhere?"
The ancient seer shook his head, his hood still obscuring his features. "I cannot say for certain, your Majesty.
But I can sense that they are close. They may even be within your very palace walls, though I cannot say for certain."
The Queen's heart pounded in her chest. The thought that the descendants of that ancient lineage could be so close, and that she had no way of knowing who they were or where they were, was terrifying. She knew she had to act quickly to protect her kingdom.
"What can be done to find them?" she asked, her voice urgent. "We cannot allow them to remain hidden, or they may strike at any moment."
The ancient seer considered for a moment, then replied. "I can perform a ritual that may reveal their location, but it will take time and require great concentration on my part. I will need a place of solitude, away from any distractions."
The Queen nodded, her mind racing as she considered her options. "You may use the old chapel in the east wing," she said. "It is rarely used, and is far from the other chambers. There you will have all the solitude you need."
The ancient seer inclined his head in thanks, then turned and left the throne room, his robes billowing behind him. As he left,the Queen stood from her throne and made her way to her private chambers. She needed to gather her thoughts, to consider what this new information meant for her kingdom. The thought of an unknown threat, hidden within her very palace, was more than she could bear.
She sat at her desk, a quill and parchment before her, and began to write. She needed to send word to her most trusted advisors, to make them aware of the danger they faced. But even as she wrote, she knew that time was running out. The descendants of the ancient lineage could strike at any moment, and she had to be ready.
When Lord Eramus heard the news of the prophecy, he felt a chill run down his spine. The prophecy foretold the coming of a powerful immortal god, one who would seek vengeance for the deaths of King Alex and Queen Anne Rudmund. The king and queen had been beloved rulers, and their sudden and violent deaths had sent shockwaves through the supernatural world in the past.
But now, the prophecy said, a god was coming to avenge their deaths, and to bring down those who had been responsible. And Lord Eramus feared that he might be among those targeted for retribution.
He gathered his advisors, and they began to brainstorm.
(AT THE ACADEMY)
Brian approached Frederick, determined to get him to be his partner for the upcoming competition. But to his dismay, Frederick shook his head and said no. "Sorry, Brian. I'm already partnered up with someone else," he said apologetically.
The rejection stung, and Brian's temper began to flare. But before he could say or do anything he would regret, Kiel appeared, his brow furrowed in concern. "Hey, what's going on?" he asked.
Brian turned to Kiel, his frustration boiling over. "Frederick won't be my partner for the competition!" he exclaimed. "And I really need to win! It's so unfair!"
Kiel placed a hand on Brian's shoulder, trying to calm him down. "Hey, I know this is important to you," he said. "But there's no need to get so worked up. I'm sure we can figure something out."
But as he spoke, Brian noticed something out of the corner of his eye. A shadowy figure was moving towards them, its face shrouded in darkness. "What's that?" he said, pointing.
Kiel turned, his eyes narrowing as he caught sight of the figure. "I don't know," he said.
As they watched, the figure drew closer, until it was close enough for them to see that it was a man, dressed in black robes. He had a menacing look about him, and something about him seemed... off. Kiel and Brian exchanged a look, both of them on edge.
The man stopped a few feet away from them, and fixed them both with a cold, calculating stare. "I've been looking for you," he said, his voice deep and chilling. "The prince of the supernaturals, and his companion."
Kiel's eyes widened in alarm. "How do you know who we are?" he demanded.
The man's lips curled into a sinister smile. "I know many things," he said. "I know about the prophecy, and I know that you're the ones who are meant to fulfill it.
But I also know that you have a choice. You can either fulfill the prophecy, or I can end you both here and now."
Kiel's heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing. He didn't know what the prophecy was, or how this man knew about it. But he knew that he and Brian were in danger. "What do you mean?" he asked, trying to keep distance.
"That's not true!" Brian said, stepping forward to stand beside Kiel. "I am royalty but Kiel is just a commoner. He is no prince, I'm the Prince of all supernaturals.You must be mistaken.
The man's eyes flicked to Brian, and he let out a low chuckle. "You're a brave one, I'll give you that," he said.
"But that doesn't change the fact that I could destroy you both in an instant."
The man disappeared and Brian faced Fred back.
Kiel's fists clenched at his sides. He knew that the man was probably right, but he couldn't just stand by Kiel watched in horror as Brian's anger took hold of him and he transformed into his Lycan form. The change was violent and sudden, and Kiel could see the madness in Brian's eyes.
Without a moment's hesitation, Brian lunged at Fred, his claws bared and teeth snarling.
Kiel felt his own anger rising to meet Brian's, but he fought it down. This wasn't the way to solve anything, and Fred didn't deserve to be attacked like this. He had to stop Brian before anyone got hurt.
Kiel's own transformation was just as sudden, but it was more controlled.
In a flash, Kiel's human form was replaced by that of a massive Great White Alpha Dragon, his white scales shining in the sunlight. He reared up on his hind legs, towering over Brian and Fred.
With a booming roar, he brought his front paws down on either side of Brian, pinning him to the ground.
Brian struggled against Kiel's hold, his teeth snapping and snarling. But Kiel's grip was firm, and he held Brian in place. "Stop!" Kiel bellowed, his voice loud and clear. "You're out of control! You have to calm down!"
At the sound of Brian's howl, Lia appeared, a whirlwind of speed and power. She took one look at the situation and transformed into her Lycan form, her own snarl echoing in the air.
She placed herself between Brian and Kiel, her stance defensive and wary.
"You need to stop this now," Lia said, her voice firm.
"You're not thinking clearly, and you're going to hurt someone."
Brian's eyes flicked to Lia, but his gaze was unfocused, his mind consumed by rage. He snarled and lunged at Lia, his claws outstretched.
As Damian transformed, his eyes blazed with the same anger that burned in Brian's, but he was determined to stop Brian before anyone got hurt. He raced forward, faster than the eye could see, and landed with a thud next to Brian.
With a snarl, he wrapped his forepaws around Brian's body, pinning him to the ground.
"Let me go!" Brian howled, his voice sounding almost feral. "I have to stop him! I have to kill him!"
Damian tightened his grip on Brian, holding him firmly in place. "No, you don't," he said.
As Brian struggled free of Damian's grasp, he let out a howl that shook the very earth beneath their feet. He began to glow with a dark red light, his form changing and warping. His claws lengthened, his teeth grew sharper, and his fur turned black as night. He was no longer the friend they knew, but a dark and powerful demon.
Kayla raised her hands, her palms glowing with magic. She focused on Brian, preparing to use the only spell she could think of that might work. She took a deep breath, then released a wave of energy towards him. At the same time.
Kiel let loose a stream of fire, and the two energies collided, enveloping Brian in a swirl of light and heat. For a moment, everything was silent, and then a shockwave of power sent everyone flying backwards.
They landed in a heap on the ground, dazed and confused.
When the smoke cleared, they saw Brian standing before them, his demonic form now fully formed. His eyes glowed red, and his lips curled into a cruel smile. He took a step towards them, and Kayla's heart pounded in her chest. She had never been more afraid in her life.
Suddenly, a commanding voice rang out from somewhere above them.
"Enough!" it said, and they all turned to see Lia, standing on a balcony overlooking the scene. Her hands were raised, and her eyes were closed, but her voice was clear and strong.
"You all need to stop this now. You're only making things worse."
Brian's gaze flickered towards Lia, and for a moment, Kayla thought he might obey. But then he laughed, a deep and chilling laugh that sent a shiver down her spine.
"You think you can stop me?" he asked, his voice low and menacing. "You're a fool.
As Kayla watched in horror, Lia - Brian's younger sister and fellow student at the academy - raised her arms and began to chant. It was a spell Kayla had never heard before, one that seemed to harness the power of the very earth itself.
The ground trembled, and the air filled with the scent of rain and ozone. Kayla had never seen her sister like this before - so strong, so sure of herself.
Lia turned her gaze towards Brian, her eyes filled with determination. "I am the one who will stop you," she said, her voice clear and steady.
"You will not destroy everything we have worked so hard to build. The world is worth protecting, and I will do whatever it takes to keep it safe."
Brian scoffed, but his confidence seemed to be faltering. "You think you can stop me?" he asked, his voice wavering slightly. "You're just a child. You don't know what you're doing."
"I know what I'm doing," Lia said, her voice ringing with conviction. "I know that the world is worth fighting for. I know that good can triumph over evil, and that love can conquer hate. And I know that no matter how powerful you think you are, there is always someone who can stop you. And today, that someone is me."
With that, Lia began to chant again, her voice rising in power and intensity. The very earth seemed to tremble at her words, and the sky above them grew dark and stormy.
Then, without warning, a bolt of lightning struck Brian, knocking him to the ground. He lay there, dazed and disoriented, as the storm continued to rage around them.
Lia stood over him, her eyes shining with triumph. "It's over," she said, her voice quiet but firm. "You've been defeated, and now you must face the consequences of your actions."
Brian struggled to his feet, looking around at the destruction he had caused. The once-beautiful academy grounds were now in ruins, and the sky was dark and turbulent. He felt a wave of shame and remorse wash over him, and he sank to his knees. "What have I done?" he whispered, his voice cracking.
Lia looked down at him, her expression softening. "You have made mistakes," she said. "But you can still make things right. You can start by apologizing, and then by helping to rebuild what you have destroyed.
You may never be able to erase the harm you have caused, but you can try to make amends. And perhaps, one day, you will be able to forgive yourself."
Brian looked up at her, his eyes filled with tears. "I don't know if I can," he said, his voice breaking. "I've done so much damage. How can I ever make up for it?"
Lia reached out a hand to him, offering a small smile. "It won't be easy," she said. "But I believe that, with time and effort, you can make a difference.
As Damian approached Brian, Kiel let out a deep, guttural roar. His eyes blazed with anger and warning, and Damian froze in his tracks.
"Kiel, it's okay," Damian said, holding up a hand in a gesture of peace. "He's not here to hurt me."
But Kiel didn't seem convinced. He stood between Brian and Damian, his tail lashing back and forth.
"Please, Kiel," Brian said, his voice pleading. "Let me talk to him. I need to explain what happened."
Slowly, Kiel lowered his head, still keeping a wary eye on Damian. But he took a step back, giving Brian some space.
"Thank you," Brian said, turning to face Damian. "I need to tell you something. I need to explain why I did what I did."
Damian crossed his arms over his chest, his expression wary and guarded. "I'm listening," he said, his voice flat.
Brian took a deep breath, gathering his thoughts. "When I was younger," he began, "I lost someone very important to me. It was a terrible tragedy, and I felt so much anger and grief. I carried that anger with me
for a long time.I thought about it and the anger got the best of me and I unknowingly unlocked my grandfather's Lycan form embedded in my blood.I am sorry for attacking you and the rest.
But I became so focused on that goal that I lost sight of what really mattered. I stopped caring about the people around me, and instead only cared about winning."
Damian stared at Brian, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, he uncrossed his arms and took a step forward. "I'm sorry too," he said.
"I was so focused on being the best that I forgot about everything else. I shouldn't have pushed you so hard, and I shouldn't have let you get so caught up in the competition. I should have been a better friend."
He looked at Brian, his eyes filled with sincerity. "I forgive you," he said. "And I hope you can forgive yourself."
Brian felt a weight lift from his shoulders, and he let out a long, relieved breath. "Thank you,"