"Venice italy five years before the current..1950"
Hey, Ciaran guess what? brother Judas and sister Sarah are Egyptian too I didn't know until we started talking about names and birthplace mitrageshet" my 14-year-old little sister Kali spoke as I came out of a nap, and I suddenly found myself attacked by her diving onto me, shoulder-length hair that went to the middle of her back and Emerald green eyes my own eyes they were not authentic but who care blood was thicker than water in her case. I lean up and I try to find out what happened. I was practicing my visualization, my meditation tradition for my family molding and charging, and the next minute I was out, seeing a world of the future, but the question remained: what did it mean? But I can't think too much because Kali is jumping up and down on my stomach and it hurts. I'm about to get into a tickle fight with her then something occurs to me. "Gods you were talking about gods?" I ask and She looks majorly excited. I roll my eyes. It seems I'm up so I lean up and I'm feeling more invigorated, alert that something must have activated while I was in meditation but right now I need to move to the bedroom where the three most important people in my life are doing research, Judas, Sarah, and Selena. Of course, as soon as I get in, Kal pushes me into the room covered in papers from the printers going nuts and dropping papers everywhere of us doing projects on gods, so of course, I walk in and start learning of my goddess Aradia, also known as Diana, also known as Hecate as an Italian my mind goes to pagan gods and of course before you know it Selena looks at me.
"Hey sleepy I have to say you look like the Walking Dead" and I give Selena a look, yawning. "You don't know half of it" I yawn and I look into the papers curious "So you're doing projects on gods and goddesses what brought this on?" I asked and Selena scoffed "I wonder" and looked at Kaliya and Sarah trying to pronounce Hebrew and learning the Hebrew customs. I couldn't help but smile. "Boy is den mother Elizabeth gonna have a cow with this one" I said scratching my the back of my head and picked up a small number of papers and started to read on Diana Aradia and Hekate the triad of the mother of Wilderness while cleaning up the place a bit.whether I wanted to be or not I was the second eldest next to judas so I tried moderately to keep the house in order I knew a lot already about my goddess, how Diana Artemis converted from Roman to Greek, how they both used bows and arrows based around the moon and more. I looked around as Selena smiled at Judas and Judas smiled back as if hiding something but there was no way he could have known what would have made him cause such hurt. The more I seemed to walk down memory lane, the more I knew it would hurt when it went away...Away..?away?AWAY? NO NO no no No no NO NO NO NOOOOOO...
I wake up in a massive amount of pain, I can't see, my lungs hurt, and I'm soaked; my assailants must have dumped water on me to wake me up. I can feel I've been throwing up blood, and water I hurt. I mean I HURT this hurt more than dropping into the structure at the coliseum,well almost. I feel like I was hit by a train and survived well almost. I grunt and groan and I find that my hands are handcuffed behind my back, and a black bag from the Venetian police force is strapped to my neck, so I'm in pitch-black darkness. I yell and scream or at least try to, trying to bring out my power and I just can't then again I can barely speak also because the tiny shadows struck me in my throat like professional assassins right now, my voice is struck.
Is this what I was gearing up for when I went for a visit with my little sisters? "Help Judas, Elizabeth, uh um Kaliya, Sarah, U-um....um...htgnerts!" I attempt to chant the name of a body spell and I feel the lines of power buff into my biceps as I pull and I pull and I keep going even in pain and yet these are special handcuffs-nothing I drop off the couch and land on my face and my body screams at me. Suddenly I heard hollow sounds of wood, hollow stems, the other had Judas upstairs.
"Damn he's loud I can hear him upstairs, you would have thought he would have been on point better defense is off,"
"mine too these were the toughest fighters here?"
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chronicles of Night Trials of fire and water
Ficción históricathey gave him a legacy... they made him a target... and if he wants his life to go back to normal, he'll have to play by their rules because this game of Warlocks is not one he can afford to lose Edit: I'm always trying to better my storytelling i...