Chapter 1

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It started out as an ordinary day. Well as ordinary as it can be for a warlock. Rusty Blanchet was a tall, very tall, man with long black hair. In our modern day time, he would most likely be considered goth, he wore all black and a leather jacket, his pants were normally jean like but still black. He wore this alike all the other members of The Guild.

Now what is this"Guild"? It is a group of witches and warlocks, mostly warlocks. Who have escaped the land of Silas, which was a mostly witch and warlock environment. Now why even have a guild? To continue the witch and warlock heritage, you see long ago witches and warlocks, first escaped Silas, they formed a guild and became in a way, alike hit man as a regular human would be if they were a hit man. The Guild was illegal, witch led to a rivalry, soon another guild formed, their purpose:Destroy the other guild.

When the guild first formed there was 50 members, but more and more kept on coming. At it's peak there was 321, but slowly the Legal Guild started to kill off the Illegal guilds members, they were now down to only 11 members. Those were, Christopher the leader, his wife and son Dorris, and Dominic, Scott, Dary, Morris,Ray,Louis, Derek,Mouse, and of course Rusty. Now I could go on and on about all the facts about the guild, but who would want to read that?

So it all started as an ordinary day. Rusty Blanchet was heading to the underground hideout inside the old abandoned barbecue restaurant he headed back to the old rundown kitchen where he would stand and wait for the other members to arrive. It was his job in The Guild. He was in charge of security, he also in the real world worked as cellphone technician that way he could supply telephones to the other members of the guild. He quickly turned his headset on and spoke into it.

"Christopher,"He spoke as he pulled the sheet of paper with all the information needed to let the members of the guild up, as he did not want to let anyone not in the guild, that has happened more then once.

"Rusty?"Christopher, the leader asked into the microphone.

"Any new members?"Rusty asked as he did every time, they very rarely got new members.

"Yes actually we do,"Christopher stated as he found an information sheet within the piles of information, holding every member that was ever in the guild.

"Should I come get the sheet?"Rusty asked as he opened the abandoned pantry. The abandoned pantry consisted of the secret staircase that would lead them to the hideout.

"I'm bringing it up,"The leader said. Rusty then awaited his leader's arrival. He wondered who this new person would be.

"Alright,"Christopher said as he entered the old crumbling kitchen. Very rarely did Christopher actually leave his den. His child and wife often went out into the real world, but St. Charles Missouri, was a dangerous place. I know, the suburbs, how dangerous, but these witches and warlocks never knew any suburbs they had, in fact, never known anything similar. As in Silas it is all either Rural, Urban, or Villages.

"His name is Lucrias Loffmor?"Rusty asked shrugging his shoulders at the strange name, witches may be witches but they never carried such odd names as Lucrias Loffmor.

"Yes, and here's the file for his wife,"Christopher then handed Rusty another file, this one consisted of his wife's information,"She too is a witch, as far as I know, they have a son and daughter as well, both magical, here is their files."

"Lilatia Morga-Loffmor? Huran Loffmor? Morialta Loffmor? Why are these such odd names?"Rusty asked as he looked over the files, for some reason the last name Loffmor seemed to be ringing a bell in his mind. Maybe it was something from a book he had read in the library.

"I do not know why these people were chosen, but Morris had said so, he said they are good people, with as you can tell unfortunate names,"Christopher said as he lightly patted Rusty on the back, he too had an eerie feeling about these names, but in his position as the leader of Pro-Help Guild, a different way of saying the illegal guild, was not allowed to judge any witch or warlock, no matter what. I guess in another way it was just a nice way of saying they're desperate to get more members.

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