HISTORY - The Order - Vera Stone

History Is Overrated: Part I

When the wolves had finally been brought to the base of Melissa Ramirez they were shocked to find five Order Witches being behind her, one of them Lilith who looked a little out of it, like she had no idea who she was. Just like Xander who had fallen to the ground, exhausted and being dragged up onto a couch by one of the many witches assisting her. 

"Welcome to the Revolution, wolves. You've decided, maybe a bit differently than I wanted but you are here nonetheless and finally the time has come for the order to fall. A better witch-world order is coming, one that does not shun and kill witches for doing what is right, saving people."

Hamish looked at her with narrowed eyes, scoffing as he knew who her mother was, very well. He was still a young wolf when she was around in the order but he remembered it, very well. The wolves had once upon a time negotiated a small truce with the Order. 

Hamish and his fellow wolves had been the one to detect Lana Ramirez in a different way, she had wished to heal people, to save them but by causing them instead? By wishing to see the effects, that was something neither the wolves nor the order could abide by, they had negotiated and hunted Lana for the order before killing her. 

"You're wrong and you are once again perverting the way you see things, witch."

Hamish had bared his teeth, protecting his fellow wolves as they stood by him watching the witches that were bewitched or ensnared by their current leader of this little coven. The Order had prestige, at least the wolves could give them that, this, was a mockery and they all knew it. 

"Hamish Duke, Alpha of the Knights. Where was your Honor when Edward Coventry decided to break that truce? He used you, causing the death of the wolf known as Rick Mells, former holder of Greybeard. Tell me, didn't you want to cause a bit of pain to them for what was their fault!? They caused this! Not me, not my mother-"

A chuckle escaped the alpha once again, his eyes flashing green as he looked at the young witch. He was here for one reason, to ensure that Xander Grey saw it out of this alive and that he could live to see his potential. He was not going to be having a debate of right and wrong with the crazed teenager.

"I'm not here for revenge, this happens in situations like this. War, and that's the thing that is SO FUNNY! You witches always think it's the wolves you have to watch out for but no, we mind our business until we detect the evil magic in the air. Then we have the politics and then the backstabbing, all of your problems are in-house! Witches are their own biggest enemy!"

Hamish was done after that, he said his piece and the four of them knew that it was the truth. 

"You have a bond with him, you sensed that you've been using it to boost your power. It's how it's flowing off of you in spades right now. The golden warmth of what he is, you better control it. It's intoxicating and only a Seer can handle it."

Tilting her head challengingly, Melissa thrust her hand out and a golden sphere of energy was seen floating just above the palm of her hand as her eyes turned a misty gold. Her voice echoing off the walls. 

"I have the control here, do not forget that. I am using what is necessary, and do not doubt I know of what you all three share, it seems we all bonded to the centre of what is the energy of a Seer and especially one so powerful."

Hamish raised his brow before his growl also echoed off the walls, soon coming to stand in front of Xander's resting frame as he could seemingly feel the intention coming off of her in waves. It was powerful but they had to be on the same page here. 

"Enough! Xander is going to be protected, you are going to get what is coming to you and we, the wolves will be left alone after this war is concluded."

Cassie stood to her feet, baring her teeth at both her Alpha and the woman they had struck a dangerous bargain with. Their fates were tied with one another due to the influence of one person, who hardly knew what he was and what he was capable of. 

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Vera Stone stood at the steps that held the order's base of operations, by her side was Alyssa Drake as they each quietly contemplated what was to come next. A battle that would shake the very core of the order itself. 

"Call everyone, acolytes as well, we prepare for battle Miss. Drake. Do not think this will be easy, what happens next, what will happen is going to decide the fate for the entire order. Do you understand what will come from this?"

Alyssa stood there, looking over the horizon, every student walked by without a worry that they were going to die the next day, that they could live happily. Yet, they, witches, who were promised power, a new world, and something that they could only see in fantasy were given this chance. Only she saw it differently now, magic, while mystical and amazing, had another effect. 

She could feel that not everyone was going to survive and she already felt differently, her friends, her best friend, Lilith was not seen in hours and Melissa Ramirez was not spotted either. It seemed like it was finally happening, her revenge on the order was going to be coming and it was going to be blood before the day was done. 

"We're going to fight, some will die, some will live, and the order will never be the same again. In that, we will have to find strength in our leaders to see us out into the new dawn of the order."

Vera gave a nod to the medicum who had been her right hand of sorts, maybe she could trust a little more. She would see during this little battle with Melissa Ramirez, it was time to see what the young witch could do with the magic she could have learnt in her time. 

Alyssa had walked off, calling all the witches of the order, knowing that this was not a moment of peace anymore. They were on a war footing, little did the order know that they were a little late with their movements now. 

"Vera...."

Turning around, hearing the whisper of her name, she came into contact with an outline of a golden man holding his hand out for her and before she could react he was gone. Leaving her shocked before shaking it off as a simple delusion...

Yet for a moment, she was sure, it did look like Xander for a moment..

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A/N: Alyssa is right in this, some will die, some will live and the order will never be the same. She will look to Vera for leadership, I do wonder how that will affect other seasons? Considering that in this AU, Alyssa will/has seen the effects of war and what it will do to her mind going forward....

And what is this? A Seer? Bonds? Just what else do I have in store for you all? FIND OUT! :D