1.ghosts of the past
As the helicopter chopped through the air, it wasn’t hard to tell that they were heading into the climax of our stories, but I couldn’t be more thrilled because.
“Sis oh my god it’s for real, it’s you” Yes in front of Kaliya night was the love of her life her older sister, it wasn’t long ago that Selena Kali and Sarah were in a large scale situation with vampires werewolves and witches in new orleans and through sarah they had pulled Selena as a way of damage con2trol little did they know there was a second reason arshin and Selena was there had
flown specifically from Russia because it was more than an ask of Sarah that reason was under wraps from most of them, the reason for their appearance, but the suicide mission in New Orleans was going to their knowledge to be better than the heartbreaking end they just had in New Orleans. Little did I know that their world only gets darker from here...
“She’s a handful Selena she wouldn’t stop talking about that damn ship ride If I hear one more story of how she fought an obstacle I’m going to off myself you girls chat I’m getting some shed-eye” and I smiled and looked at her because Kali looked like she was getting worried she was always trying to get people to like her that’s when I nudged her with my foot and worded the
words “don’t mind him he’s tired and old” and kali smiled and giggled and nodded to her, and she giggled slightly and tilted her head to the side slightly, her bloodred red hair falling in front of her face, shading her face as her emerald eyes that selena missed seeing so much looked at her, so she looked at me and smiled. And looked outside.
“So, where are we going? you kept telling me this trip is confidential all the while dealing with the end issues around kyries and the nightfriends when we were taken into this helicopter” ” She said and looked at her and smiled at her and nodded and looked outside secretly worried she
knew exactly where they were going and why of course no one is going to tell this little tart that their world might just be put in the hardest challenge since exile. Selena smiled and nodded, and with a breath, she said
“We got some time to kill, I’ll tell you what I know?”
A couple of years earlier its been five years since Caleb became a training member of the insitute Caleb is currently 20 years old, which makes Kali nineteen. The year is 1955
“So, you’re saying he’s finally back? It’s been five years since we heard from them. Where did they go?” Mr. Mathias spoke, looking around a circular table of cloaked individuals
The seven members were covered in shadows and garbs, seven such as the number of heavenly virtues and deadly sins.
" Order of the bloodcrafters” is the category class of the holy see involved with warlocks based in the Roman Vatican City.
“After the death of our pope, it seems that Caleb and Judas went to hide in st mark for a time. But word has it that on the way back, and have hidden somewhere in Europe, something got to them first.”
Mr Mathias nodded, and he turned away and put his hand on the wall.
“You know very well that things will stir now that he has returned...so will she.”
The wet slaps of my shoes showed weight as I walked forward through the Vatican gardens, images passing before my eyes of meeting Alexis, and Gabriel’s first day meeting the class as Caleb.
Questions such as “In the past year, did they run? Did they make it so he would have to run?”
Even now, the word “Cale” Still reached me through time and made me flinch.
“This is where it happened, this was where I introduced myself to Alexis and Gabriel.”
I whispered, and Judas patted me on the back.
“Welcome home, Ciaran.”
“Yeah, I can’t wait to say hi to David, Cain, Abel....oh wait, that’s right,Quasi dimenticavo”meaning “I almost forgot” in italian it dawned on me the news I got a while back, Abel was killed
In Russia, they say it was a hit because he was stabbed multiple times through the chest, and then words that he was killed in Venice, so there’s a lot of different speculationabout what actually took him out.
Judas patted me on the back and started to walk through the grass, following the plants and seeing the different statues. The very smell of the gardens brought back memories of when I
jumped and led and dodged through the gardens with Abel through the city and onto the pavement of the city that led us into the hallway of the Apostolic palace, where I slept, where all the boys slept, the girls slept in the same hallway, but they had different corridors for girls.
“Seems like it’s been ages since I’ve been here,sembra solo ieri," I said, blinking and looking at Judas ever since training at the home for Italian magic users, my languages had grown. I
could now speak Italian, English, and Swedish as well as write the witches’ alphabet(theban) and English on top of “spelling vox,” which was the fancy term for me speaking backwards when I did magic. I had said “it seems only yesterday” in Italian
“It has been a while since we came back to Rome. I’m sure you have a lot of people to catch up with I’ll drop you off at the palace, and I’ll see you another time.” I nodded and looked at Judas a slight smile on my face. “Thank you, I should go find mr mathias and maybe run into David and
possibly Aimee, èpassato un po’ di tempo,”which was Italian for “it’s been a while” in Italian. He nodded and we both turned and walked over to the final bit of grass. We climbed over to the pavement and started to walk through the city. It was at this point that he turned and split from me, possibly to go talk about my progress.
As for me, I was hungry and needed to get back to my roots. The more I walk through the city, the more I realize that people were looking at me slightly, not fully, but they were noticing me; I couldn’t tell why. “Why am I getting the look?” I asked myself as I stepped through the city
, passing people, to get into the apolitical palace. I finally opened the door, and my room had a massive yellow taped X on it, and it said “quarantined.” The fuck? “Well, that’s....not promising after being gone for so long. Trying to open it, of course locked, and I didn’t have a key must have lost it in the process of traveling through Venice.
Putting my hand on the door, I took a deep breath and suddenly called “Ecrof” And struck the door, causing it to blast off its hinges and swing inwards, and then promptly fall onto what was
Abel’s bed, I’m in no mood to go fishing around for a key that didn’t exist in my grasp. I owned it and it was neat, well, at least they cleaned my room before completely putting a limit on everyone, including me.
I sighed and walked in, and it smelled of chlorine. It was cleaned. What was going on here?
I opened up one of the bags that held one of my shirts, tore it open, and started to change. That’s when I heard a sound, a knocking on the door, and when I opened it A brown-haired male was standing there was Cain,a.k.a Abel’s brother. Wow, did he grow.
“Oh, Caleb, what are you doing here?”
“It’s my room. Duh, I didn’t add that.
He looked at me as if that “duh” was said anyway.
“NO I mean, what are you doing here, Alive?”
I went silent. Oh, that’s what this was about. Something definitely didn’t smell right.
“Come in come in,” I said opening the door and he entered into the room of me and his current deceased brother, his grey eyes looking at me with concern as if he saw a ghost.
“What is this alive business?” I asked him as I started to get myself prepared for a day out on the street while Kane spoke to me.
“I mean, Alexis told us that you and Abel were killed in action.”
I sighed and went silent. I know full well that this was gonna haunt me for a while.
“Ah So Alexis still is around, huh, huh? Quel serpente," which was Italian for “that snake.”
I still owed that bitch for the Romeo and Juliet at the...coliseum.
“Yeah She is, but she seemed really worried about hearing that you were killed.”
“I wasn’t killed...your brother...Abel was killed in Russia by an unknown force. I was in Venice.”
“What were you doing out there?” He seemed to flinch after I mentioned his brother.I sighed, so we are playing 20 questions now. I’m about to kick him out when he said something that caught me off guard.
“We heard you died in Venice after a demon attack’
I went silent, and my eyes widened. How did they know about the Demon ofSan Croce Bagio Cargnio?Images passed before my eyes as I fought the soul of the vengeful demon Child butcher in the San Zan Degola, nearly losing my sister Kali, Judas’s sister Sarah, and fighting him one on
one, we ultimately finished him by Judas burning his remains. It wasn’t my brightest moment; in fact, it was by far my weakest. I looked at him and blinked, “Where did you hear that? And explain where this came from?”
Cain looked at me, expectantly, and opened a phone message. Apparently, phones were made more apparent at this time than before, but I guess it’s to be expected. I was 21, now I was 17 a couple of years ago and had my birthday at the st mark, and in my early teens when I first came here.
I took the phone and read it through.
“It’s a sad day when a member of our clergy is lost, but even more so is it a shock when its two in the same time on September 12th 1950, two of our trusted pages were taken from us; Damien von Abel and Caleb Ciaran Willow Night were both taken from us, according to sources, Abel was in Kazan, Russia and
was under cover when an undercover gang attack took him, and Caleb was killed in a demon attack in Venice, Italy. Rest In Peace, Warriors of christ sleep well.”
My eyes widened when I read it and looked at him, but there was a slight shift from understanding to worrying.
“If there’s this much intel, then I’m questioning who sent it,troppe informazioni," I said, looking at him, and sighed. I had said “too much information” in Italian.
“Their intel is almost correct and Judas and a few others fought against two twin gondoliers I don’t know if they were DeathKnights, only know that they were powerful sorcerers, and then befores that we did have an assignment on the grounds of a demon attack but I wasn’t killed, badly wounded maybe but In the end, I wasn’t harmed too bad but I think I need to question Alexis and where she’s getting her sources, because as the words once spoke
“If we can be seen, we can be targeted.”
“If we can be seen, we can be targeted quite right, Caleb. The question now I want to ask is...my brother Abel, do you have any information on him? The masters aren’t saying anything, and Alexis is quiet. No one is telling me, but your roommates are sure you have info on my brother.”
I sighed and looked at him before I crossed my arms and closed my eyes, and then my chin hit my chest, and then my eyes rose to meet his.
“I don’t, unfortunately, I have the same intel, even less, even if he’s my roommate, I’m still given the basics. I don’t know what he was doing in Kazan, Russia. I don’t know who he fought. The basic I get is what we are given.”
Cain sighed, his brown hair and glasses sliding down his face. He sighed, and I sighed, took and looked down.
“I’m sorry cain for the loss of your brother.”
“And I’m sorry for the loss of your roommate.”
I nodded and sighed before he turned and walked out of the hole in the wall where the door once stood. I sighed and dropped onto my bed, looked at the window, and at Damien Abel’s bed
“Caleb, are you ready yet?” “Not quite what I saw coming but at least you didn’t beat her into the ground,” “ok don’t answer me, really think you attract too much attention sometimes, but then again knowing your character you couldn’t take a spit with without firing right after”I sighed and looked at the picture frames of cain and abel, me and Abel, and Abel and David, Abel, and
his girlfriend Jasmine Abel and his dogs and cats he was a major animals guy. I sighed, looked away, and wiped a tear away. “I’m gonna miss you damien, the only guy that I could be real to,” I sighed and leaned up on my feet and grabbed his pictures and removed his pictures, and upon removing them from the frames, the best I could do was slip them into my Book of
Shadows: A memorial. As I leaned up on my feet and finished dressing I turned and walked out into the opening and headed into the main church part of the apolistic palace and art museums, I get my greatest powers from those places I walked out of the room, making sure to place the door back the best I could, and left into the hallways and started down the hallways, my feet
echoing on the stone brought back memories of when I first came here hard to believe I wasn’t there for three years, jeez three years and a half. “You did what you had to do, you needed special help, and you fought A serpent, A cyclops, a vengeful demon, a group of shadow reapers, your
track record is high,” but at what cost? I ask myself that maybe if I stayed abel would be around. I sighed, that was suicide thinking, and by this time I reached the rooms where the many frescoes lay. At this time, I was in the School of Athens, which is a fresco by the Italian
Renaissance artist Raphael. It was painted between 1509 and 1511 as a part of Raphael’s commission to decorate the rooms now known as theStanze di Raffaello, in the Apostolic Palace in the Vatican
The Stanza della Segnaturawas the first of the rooms to be decorated, and The School of Athens, representing philosophy, was probably the third painting to be finished there, afterLa Disputa (Theology)on the opposite wall, and the Parnassus (Literature)The painting is notable for its accurate perspective projection, which Raphael learned from Leonardo da Vinci (who is the
central figure of this painting, representing Plato). The rebirth of Ancient Greek Philosophy and culture in Europe (along with Raphael’s work) was inspired by Leonardo’s individual pursuits in theatre, engineering, optics, geometry, physiology, anatomy, history, architecture, and art. This work has long been seen as “Raphael’s masterpiece and the perfect embodiment of the classical spirit of the Renaissance.
I don’t understand while I’m here at this specific room, but I ended up here, thinking on my journey, what would Selena say if I told her that I was regretting my trip, “She’d run me through with a butcher knife because if i hadn’t left I would never have seen Kali and Sarah” Of course that’s right I saw Kali, and Sarah on my trip to Venice, not once but twice, she was living with A
group of other thugs and Sarah. “For now, that won’t be much longer as long as I aim to be stronger. I think it’s time I get real with my schooling,” I said and looked at the fresco, different memories passing through my vision, Aimee, my sisters, my family, mom, and dad. They lived in this city, maybe even this room. “That’s a strange thought, I haven’t thought about mom and
dad in years since the fire and since we were attacked, and even after their funeral. It was a time that I never thought of them, I wonder why I am thinking of them now. I turned away from the room and left the ghosts of my past behind.
