Prologue

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What makes a family?
Some may say it is a strength, others say, love, many have said blood. The family never just ends in blood. A family is the people who will stay by you till you draw your very last breath upon this earth. A family is the ones who will fight for you when you can no longer fight for yourself. They will hold you, nurture you, criticize you, and show you compassion. They want what is absolutely best for you, they want to see you flourish with beauty and life.

Not all family does that, in fact, many blood families are the exact opposite. They can feel threatened by a power they do not simply understand. Fear what they cannot control, hide away the light that needs to flourish in the world. And they will burn whatever may stand in their way of life. Burn it away till all the is left are the sounds of screams echoing off the flames that had started the fire in the first place.

Many never know that there are places out there, people who experience the same understanding. Things they never seem to understand start to happen. Things you wish for come true, bad luck resurfacing like a repetitive nightmare haunting your every dream. Sleep or awake there is no escaping what truly walks amongst us, or what walks amongst the shadows. They had always said there was a fine line between life and death. It was only a matter of time before people began to discover just how fine the line truly was.

Safety and shelter is something we crave, it is a necessity to live life. Whether we make our own or come together as one it is something everyone eventually comes looking for. A single person has that same ability to make one feel such a way, and another to take it away at the snap of their fingers. Vanishing before your very eyes like a wind gone with the tide.

Luckily enough if you truly want to be saved, to have a home to call your own. A family who will accept you in the good times or the bad. People who can help you feel safe and in control. All over Mother Earth, there are hidden things no one truly knows about. Either made or born is up to you. Whether it is for dark or light it must be saved. A dying breed is what they are called, killed off by ones who fear. Who envy the power they cannot hold for their very own.

If you truly want to find where you belong, to find your true family and discover what it means to have power. Then I would like to welcome you to Mrs. Desdouleurs home for the Gifted.Located in the French Quarter in New Orleans.

Here is where you will start your journey to find yourself and where you truly belong. All over the world are many people just like us. You are brought to this home to find your rightful place amongst the ranks of the world. Many believe that there is only one type of witchcraft when in reality there is much, much more. Here you will be evaluated, examined at what powers you have received or unearthed. You will be examined to the extent of your powers. One that is finished you will then be given a rank. This rank will tell you where you are in the fractions. It is not to make you feel weak or small. It is for us to know what you have to work upon to be able to survive out in the coven of your choosing. We are here to help you, to better yourself and for you to find about your history and what it may uncover. So if you dare I suggest you step inside and see for yourself where you truly to belong.

However, I must warn you.
You will be opening up a door to a completely different world than the one you now know. As if said time and time again we are a dying breed. Being killed off one by one for centuries. As we still walk amongst so do they. The Hunters. Looking for their next kill, a target for practice or to blame. They know of us and what we do. They will not hesitate to harm if you are encountered by one. At this school, we will do out absolute best to protect you within our wards. As long as you listen to our rules you will be safe.

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