When Worlds Collide: The New World (Storyline with Zaniyah)
After living throughout centuries one can grow a longing for something new to
happen. After all, living life for so long things can get boring, for one tends
to see everything multiple times. What may seem new to most often never seems
new to an immortal. Furthermore, one who understood civilization knew that
kingdoms come and go just as life can be short if one does not have such favor
like immortality. One who is a part of the old world lived by a different set
of standards.
The old world tended to be deep in traditions and old ways which made things
easier in many ways for those who clung to them. Such was the Dark Ancestral
Witch named Antigone Tenebris {Aurelius Antoninus}, who tended to be stuck in
the past. After making a treaty with the Salem Coven, Antigone wanted to
explore more of the new world. It was a goal to see what different covens were
around within that said new world. The Salem Coven had made it through the
hardest trails that were made strictly to wipe them out, but the descendants
were still growing strong. It was a goal to keep tabs on the new world making
sure that the magical realm stays out of the mortal realm.
In the back of her mind, she wanted to see how everyone within the new world
that had ties with the magical realm lived day by day. She knew that the
traditions of the old would be vastly different in many ways than that of the
new world and some would be the same.
New Orleans:
Throughout her travels in the new world the only other name besides Salem,
Massachusetts, was New Orleans. New Orleans from the Dark Ancestral Witch’s
research was rich in culture. Culture that was though mixed outstood the test
of time. From French, Spanish, African, and American influences for not only
traditions in ways of living but also cooking and religion. This slightly
peaked Antigone’s interest. So, without warning, Antigone opened a portal at
the edge of Salem, Massachusetts town edge. Once the portal was opened, the
Dark Ancestral Witch walked through it allowing it to close behind her. Her goal was not to stir up trouble, yet to
see what could unfold.
The portal had begun to open where she could see that it was opening to an edge
of a neighborhood. Antigone stepped through the opening allowing both feet to
stand firm upon the holy ground. Turning her head ever so slightly, she raised
her right hand and closed the portal behind her sending a wave of magical
pressure throughout the surrounding area. Her crimson red eyes scanned the
area, scanning everything around. She learned from this that the place where
she had found herself was called the French Quarter. She could smell not just
the food there, but the magic that seemed to have filled every inch of the
place. Furthermore, she smelt the past deep within the very soul of the
Quarter. “Hoc erit interessante” (This shall be interesting), the Dark
Ancestral Witch proclaimed to herself as she began to walk towards the Quarter.
Dark Ancestral Dark Witch warns Baba Yaga: Part 1(Free Write)
Some History
Age comes with the knowledge of a great deal
of many things. It is not just used for being able to handle great power, but
the knowledge of how things work within the balance of the world. Being the
eldest and oldest witch within not just a family but the coven meant that there
was a responsibility that was placed on one’s shoulders. Antigone being a part
of the eldest family known as one of the Dark Ancestral Witches took that
responsibility to heart especially since she was the eldest daughter born of
her mother Livia and the eldest granddaughter of Ishtar and Enki. Family
bloodline was everything within the witch and warlock world. If one did not
know their true ties to magic than one would not be able to fully understand
what they could do.
Because she was so old, Antigone traveled throughout
the world for centuries gathering up information and meeting other
witches/warlocks. One such witch that would later become a name to fear was
Baba Yaga. Yaga did not start out as one whose name was written into storybooks
as a witch. No, she started off as a lonely woman, whose husband abused her,
cheated on her, and finally left her. This left her broken, angry, and bitter.
Yaga sought a way to change her fate from being lonely and wanted never to be
hurt in the manner she was ever again. Antigone met her in a dark forest in
Russia. She had gone through there off a whim after a coven ball with the
Founding Families.
A presence kept nagging at Antigone the
whole night, thus she walked through the forest till she met Yaga. Upon meeting
her, The Dark Ancestral Witch took pity upon Yaga. She taught her the ways of
witchcraft and granted her some abilities to rise through the ranks of the
magical world. “These shall grant you all that you desire, but with a great
price with each thing you do. Magic is about balance. If one does not respect
that than one will face the consequences. You may stay within these Russian
lands, but under the leadership of the founding family here. They will not go
after you only if you do not do anything out of line. “Antigone told her
finally after a while. “I will do my best to follow the old ways, my master.”
Yaga replied with a slight smile on her face. Her long wavy hair blew on her
face for a moment as Antigone looked at her. Though she could not put her
finger on, Antigone could not shake the feeling that Yaga would do something
that would cause some pain within a family. “The founding family here is named
Novikov. They are the Russian family that helps those in power here make it.
Though it is behind the scenes. That is how it is supposed to be everything
within balance and us behind the scenes or we face the rather of the mortals.
Though mortals have no real abilities they can become dangerous. Remember that
Yaga and I shall be around when ever needed.” The Dark Ancestral Witch said
with a smirk upon her face before snapping her fingers and disappearing back
into the castle. What Antigone did not know was after giving one such as Yaga
abilities something soon would have to be fixed.
A warning
Throughout the centuries, Antigone met up
with Yaga teaching her the ways of the magical world. Training her in magic and
Yaga grew in her powers. She was a quick learner and through Antigone’s eyes
Yaga was like family. Not of child of course but perhaps in a small way,
however, Antigone would only have one person be called daughter and that was
Isis. She had of course Malantha, who was her stepdaughter but in the way of
blood/title of daughter that would only be Isis. The Dark Ancestral Witch had
more responsibilities to deal with than Yaga could even imagine. Antigone had
her beloved daughter that she protected and always would even if it meant her
life. Though she kept tabs on her,
Antigone could not simply drop everything to tend to Yaga. In a way, without
realizing it, Antigone had slightly abandoned Yaga to her own devices. The Dark
Ancestral Witch could feel a shift in the spiritual presence of the world and
sought out to figure out what or who could do such a thing. What she did not
know was her student would come back to bite her and her coven. That is the
thing with loneliness and bitterness. Both can create a black hole in a
person’s heart. At that point no form of loyalty will stop them from doing
anything unthinkable.
Confirmation:
The Dark Ancestral Witch heard about the
Novi
kov and Anhalt families being split up when the
current leaders of both families were children. The sadden her, but as a rule
Antigone could not be fully involved with their countries. If she got involved even
with something small like an investigation than it could cause major political
issues. The crimson eyed witch was a stickler for rules and laws. This was due
to her Roman heritage and all that she was taught by her parents. She also knew
that the Tenebris {Aurelius Antoninus} family had a great responsibility throughout
the magical world. The responsibilities that had been put on each of the
Tenebris {Aurelius Antoninus} family had many would shutter at.
Hearing the news about what happened broke Antigone’s
heart, yet in the back of her mind she felt that there was a puppet master
behind it all. Though she could not personally get involved with the investigation
and knew that the siblings of both families were doing that, Antigone was able
to do some investigation on her own. Well, to be more exact she sent her most
trusted friend/servant Sumbul Aga to do some investigating behind the scenes.
She had a feeling she knew who was truly behind everything. Little did she know
everything would become clear and a decision to help someone would cause so much
pain.
Sitting in her study with a pile of papers
to Antigone sense Sumbul Aga coming into the study. “Sultana, ihtiyacın olanı
buldum.” (Sultana, I have found what you needed.) He spoke as he bowed before
her large wooden desk. Antigone sighed as she stood taking the piece of paper from
his hand. Antigone feared that what she thought would be true. As she opened
the paper, her eyes read the text which confirmed everything. Baba Yaga went to
the government and people of Russia as well as Germany and used her abilities to
turn them against both the families. She was the one that caused so much pain
and siblings to be torn apart along with losing their parents in the process. Anger stirred within Antigone as she plopped
down onto her large red cushioned chair. She put her head into her hands, “Onun
gibi büyülü dünyayı öğretmesine izin vererek ne yaptım? Dengeyi ve kuralları
biliyordu.” (What have I done allowing teaching such as her the magical world.
She knew the balance and the rules.) “Ne yapacaksın Sultan?” (What will you do
Sultana?” Sumbul Aga asked with a worried tone in his voice.
“Daha fazlası var Sultanım. Lady Baba Yaga
da kendini öğrenci yaptı.” (There is more my Sultana. Lady Baba Yaga also has
made herself a student.) Sumbul Aga stated with his Turkish accent. Antigone
looked up from her hands and narrowed her eyes. She did not have to ask for
clarification. “Öğrenci Amayah Lestat adında bir vampirdir.” (The student is a
vampire named Amayah Lestat.) The wind shifted outside and the spiritual
presence within the room became tense. Antigone did not need any further
information. The Dark Ancestral Witch stood up and opened a portal. “Teşekkür
ederim sevgili arkadaşım. Döneceğim. Lütfen IŞİD'in her zaman korunduğundan
emin olun. Ne olursa olsun Giulia Lefay'in onu koruduğundan emin ol. Kız
kardeşlerimin yanı sıra yeğenim, yeğenim ve ailem bir bütün olarak korunuyor.
Sonunda korunuyorsun. Geri döneceğim. Öğrencimle ilgilenmem gerekiyor.” (Thank
you, my dearest friend. I will be back. Please make sure that Isis is always
protected. Make sure that Giulia Lefay protects her no matter what. As well as
my sisters, niece, nephew, and family are protected. Finally, you are
protected. I will return. I need to deal with my student.)
Sumbul Aga bowed his head and backed up so
he would not be dragged into the portal and Antigone stepped through. She
walked through till she could sense the shift of the location. As the portal opened
on the other side, the elder witch could see the forest where she could locate
Baba Yaga’s cabin. Stepping through the portal, stepping down onto the ground,
and looking around Antigone knew it would not be long. “Yaga.” She said walking
deeper into the forest as the portal closed behind her. As she walked, the
forest began to change into almost decay which could happen with the use of dark
magic. Antigone could smell Yaga’s spells throughout the forest and at last her
crimson red eyes landed on the cabin with bird legs. Typically, one would have
to go through several trials to get to her cabin, but Antigone did not as the
bird legs lowered down to the ground level.
The old wooden carved door opened and before
her eyes at a small table in the middle of the kitchen sat Yaga sipping tea as if
she was waiting for her. Stepping through the thrush hold, Antigone could feel
the spells to keep others out break under her magical presence. “Яга, нам с
тобой нужно поговорить” (Yaga, You and I need to talk.) Antigone said as she
walked towards the table. Yaga took a sip of her herbal tea, her long wavy hair
perfectly wild, and her fingertips black from the magic she used. “Мой старый
учитель, прошло слишком много времени. Это заняло у тебя достаточно много
времени. Я думал, что мне придется нанести больше урона.” (My old teacher, it
has been far too long. It took you long enough. I thought I would have to do
more damage.) Yaga replied with a thick Russian accent as she put down the teacup
on to the small white porcelain plate. Yaga smirked as her purple eyes looked
up at The Dark Ancestral Witch.
Disclaimer: this
explains the Tenebris family and those descended from them with the connection
of deities. This means in all technical terms they are goddesses (half),
however, proclaim themselves as witches. They have followed the ways of Livia
in this. They are fully aware of their deity connection but refuse to use that
title. They instead worship only a select few even though they descend from
them. This also explains their power levels and will be updated with further
details. Valentina and I have already discussed this. This should also be
posted on the group blogs.
Blood magic is one of the most ancient forms
of magic that links to the gods. The Tenebris family and those who are from
that line such as Sultan. Ishtar and Enki began the Tenebris line and most of
their children except two chose to keep their deity status. Livia was their
daughter that decided to only proclaim herself as a witch after leaving home
and falling in love with the Emperor of Rome. Marcus Aurelius Antoninus and
Livia Tenebris had five daughters.
Because of this link to the Akkadian(that
will be later known as Mesopotamian), the sisters and those descended from them
have the ability to use the darkest and lightest forms of magic. This is why
the Tenebris family is known as the eldest family within the Ut in Veteribus
coven. The eldest of this clan can use blood magic. Those within the Sultan
family later on in the line evolved to gain the abilities of shadow magic and
water magic. Though shadow magic is not as dark as using someone’s blood
against them it is still considered darker than even water magic. Water magic
was considered on the lighter side, however, depending on the person it can be
used for the darker.
