Sinegard Academy for the Wayward

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Saeranadael
The sword mechanism took a swing, it's blade cutting deep into Saer as she pummeled the Mimic, her claws took chucks from it but it was rather resistant to her Fang and Claw.

But when the sword bit into her from behind she lost it. The bellow that came from her was quite fightening. Spinning she swipped at the mechanoid hard enough to rip it's head from it's shoulders and send the offending object into the strings of a large harp.

Turning back to tthe mimic she was beyond 'freeing' it. She was out for blood. Most of her pack was dead or dying. And they weren't just people she hung out with. A pack was family. Friends. Lovers.

She started smashing and clawing with a freakish frenzy like she was rabid with rage. She'd stopped playing nice and trying to get the Mimic to stop. She was out for the soul death of this beast. Claw and fang ripped bigger chunks from it, burrowing into it's core.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem and Angus

Gem was able to get on top of the book case and run along it. The statue was using the ladder like a fly swatter and trying to swat Gem. It missed, but broke the book shelf.

“Check your shelf before you wreck your shelf.” Angus yelled as he got back on his feet.

“Very funny pun, Angus! But some help right would be useful!” Gem yelled as she jumped over the broken shelf.

“I’m feeling a bit rung out, but I’ll give it a try” Angus punned back to Gem as he took his hand axe and chopped into the knee cap of the statue. Suddenly the ladder was now being swung at him and not Gem.

Angus ducked behind a scroll case. Which the statue smashed to pieces with the ladder.

“Better read than dead.” Angus punned and ran at the first statue with the great sword. He was trying to get them tangled up with each other.

Meanwhile Gem was now high above the Mimic. She pulled out her razor weapon from her bra and cut down the bookshelf. A bunch of book rained down on the Mimic.

“The books fell! I can only blame my shelf.” Gem joked. Some of the books hit and jammed the metallic spindle. Suddenly both statues stopped as the music stopped.

“Were those controversial, band books you dropped!” Angus asked as a joke.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Saeranadael
With the spindle jammed and the music stopped the Marionettes stopped as well. But Saer didn't. She ripped into the mimic with a frenzy, several chunks splattering on the floor, yeah it was trying to fight back but was having issues getting through Saer's fur and muscle.

Finally, it stopped trying as Saer penetrated to the floor. But even then, she continued until the mimic had been torn in half. Satisfied with her destruction of the creature she lumbered away from it and turned to the puppets.

Particularly the sword bearer. She still had a score to settle.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

As the shingle was torn from the maw of the ancient mimic, the sword bearers fell to the floor. Nothing more than piles of inanimate objects. But that didn’t keep Saer from grabbing the tabard of one of them and flailing it from side to side like a dog and her favourite chew toy.

“I think you got it there killer!” Van laughed. “Hey let’s get out of here, but Angus, and Gem, those swords might make better replacement weapons for you two? A bit more size appropriate?” He suggested as he tucked the leather bound scrolls into his jacket, holding the door open for the group to clear out before anyone could link them to this mess.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem and Angus

Gem and Angus looked around at the wreckage that was main atrium of the bard college. They could tell, the once proud possession of the college was now a complete disaster. There were cracks in the marble floor, broken shelves, smashed ladders, and crushed stairways. The disarray of the scrolls and books was painful to look at. They were scattered everywhere, some cut in half, other stepped on or torn. There was also the sight of the remains of the piano/mimic to add to the mess.

"We really fucked up this time” Angus grumbled as he grabbed the great sword.

“I think we might get expelled for this” Gem added as she recovered the “singing” rapier.

“Well, if we save the school from nail head, this might get over looked.” Angus reasoned.

“Let’s hope so, because my daddy is not going to pay to fix this f’ing mess” Gem told Angus.

They followed the others out of the building as the sun was rising.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Saeranadael
Moving over Saer rose up to her full height of 12 12 feet, the helmet of one of the marionettes in her jaws. Closing her mouth the turned the helmet into scrap, And then shifted back to elven with the snap and crack of bone and sinew.

Shifters were used to it, others not so much. Limping past Van she dropped the helmet into his hand. The Mimic had managed to leave a few marks on her, they'd heal but it would take awhile.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van looked at the mangled helm and chucked it to the side. “Well, I guess we had better get out of here then to avoid having to give any explanations. He rummaged around near one of the shelves and pulled what looked to be a small black velvet bag, about the size of a pillow case. “You guys can put your weapons in here…to avoid any suspicion walking around with a great sword and the like.” As he threw the bag to Angus. When he caught it his arm nearly disappeared inside…a bag of holding! Nice!

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem and Angus

Angus and Gem placed their new swords in the bag of holding. The bag was a very handy way to carry many items. They all hurried back to the Van’s vehicle. The poor thing looked a lot worse, now that the sun was up.

“Crap… Nail-head really trashed your car” Angus said, what everyone else was thinking.

They all got in and Van tried to start it.

Ha…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaa…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaaa….. runk……........... runk………………….. runk………………… wooo.

It did not start. He tried again… and Ha…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaa…runk runk runk runk runk. Haaaa….. runk……........... runk………………….. runk………………… voom.

“The bloody thing... still has life!” Gem commented as they drove back to Professor Ot’s house. During the trip, Gem handed Saeranadael a scroll. “Healing spells. It might help your wounded pack members. Also speak to Professor Ot’s wife, she is knowledgeable in the art of healing.”

“I recommend everyone get about 4 hours of rest. Then we’ll work on a plan for our next actions.” Angus suggested

“Maybe fixing Van’s car can be one of them” Gem suggested. There were a few laughs at her suggestion. Angus leaned over to Gem and whispered “I might need some help relaxing, so I can fall asleep” he said in a lusty whisper to her.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Saeranadael & M'Kael & Ravyn
Climbing into the back with the others Saer listened to van reluctantly start and when Gem gave her the healing scrolls, she looked at her. "This van needs more healing than me."

Sitting in the back he was watching the shadows inside the vehicle as they moved more of their own accord than by direction of lights and actions of people.

Wrapped in the blanket Ravyn huddled in on herself watching people, she was cold. So damned cold. She'd already taken M'Kael's jacket, the blanket and a loose cushion to try and get warmer.

"Any chance we can get a heater on?" M'Kael asked. "Ravyn is even more frigid than usual."

 

[milkmaiden38]

Professor Ot’s House

Gem was worried. She was worried about Ravyn being so cold. Seemed like whatever was happening to her was getting worse. Or at least her symptoms were getting worse. Van pulled up to the Professor’s house and everyone headed inside. The Professor, Asheal, and Angela were waiting for them.

“Angela filled us in on your battle with the hell hounds and the run in with the Inquisition.” The Professor explained.

“I have healed your wounded pack members” Asheal told Saeranadael as everyone walked into the living room.

“I ran into a powerful vampire, he confirmed Nail-head is a Cenobite Hell Priest called The Engineer. He did not tell me much more. No weaknesses about him or the cube.” Angela added. “Oh, and Van, not sure our apartment is safe anymore. Might be wise to hang out here, for at a day or two.”

“We visited the Bard college” Gem said adding to knowledge exchange “We acquired an important scroll and some weapons. Van will need to tell you about the scroll. Asheal, Ravyn is cold. Is there anything you can do to help her?”

“I’ll have a look at her” Asheal said as move closer to Ravyn

Everyone else looked over at Van. All were wondering what scroll he picked up.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van helped the others inside. “Figures about our apartment, but thanks for the heads up. Looking the way I do when folks are out pitchforking ain’t usually a good combo. I’ve got a replacement starter in the back of the van, and I don’t rest much. I’ll make the necessary repairs so it’s at least reliable, I’m not worried if it looks shit….” Before he headed back outside with his tools he opened his jacket and showed them the tune he had picked up from the bard college. “The higher the level of the demon, the harder it is to actually kill… but perhaps if we could weaken it, we could cage or banish them. This is a holding spell, which traps a demon inside the instrument in which it is played on…it’s tricky to learn and will require several rounds of concentration in the moment, but I think it can be done.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Looking over Saeranadael gave a soft nod, "Thank you," she replied. As M'Kael carried Ravyn. "Where do you want her? She's shivering like she's cold, but she's burning up."

Laying her where directed he stepped back. She wasn't his best friend, hell he didn't have friends. For a reason. But she was his sister even if she was a bossy bitch most of the time. She wasn't a bad person, it was just the way they were raised, constantly inn competition with each other for their parental attention.

Not that the attention they ever did get was positive. Neither of them had ever been 'good enough' in the eyes of their parents. Thier grandmother had been more of a parent and had used them as gophers or guinea pigs for her potions and spells.

He had enough shit on his plate to worry about his sister dying. Plus, she was going to b hell on Earth until she was recovered from this. Thinking back, he couldn't remember the last time she'd been sick. Yeah, a sniffle here or there, but not sick sick. And nothing since the house fire.

Hell that's what the runes and shit she'd carved all over her body for. Health, Healing, regeneration, protection and a lot of shit he'd never cared to hear about. Granted he hadn't been present when it was done, but then he didn't know how to do that shit. Not his body, not his problem. But why weren't they working?

 

[milkmaiden38]

Asheal and Professor Ot

Asheal looked at Ravyn. Whatever was happening to her a healing spell was not going to help her. “I’m not sure what to do?”

Gem stood up and whispered into Professor Ot’s ear.

“I see” Professor Ot said. “Dear one, let me see if I can help”

The professor walked over to Ravyn and M’Kael and cast two identify spells.

“M'Kael, there is a permanent Tracking Mark on you. A Hexen Curse, which is kind of a bastardized corruption of spells that include Bestow Greater Curse, Eternal Slumber, A Contingency spell, A greater Teleportation spell.”

“Ravyn has a Devil's Mark, Tracking Mark but from a Different Caster than M'Kael. A Hexen Curse exactly the same as M'Kael's curse. Her scars are runes. Pentagrammatical as well as Hexagrammatical. It will take a very powerful and knowledgeable cleric to read and understand them. Each Rune is like a word. The position of the word against another word changes the meaning. You have to speak the language - perfectly - to be able to read what it says.” Professor Ot explained.

“Is it possible, she is protected by a fire demon? There was that explosion at the inquisition questioning area” Gem said

“M’Kael… Do you know these marks and curses?” Professor Ot asked

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

M'Kael
"A permanent Tracking Mar?" M'Kael replied. "Why would I have that? I get the Hexen curse, the officer of the court put that on me when I arrived, Maybe Ravyn was close enough that she was touched by it as well? we did arrive in the same car."

"At least now I know what spells need to be countered to try and get the curse removed," He added drily. "Though I would think 'Eternal Slumber' is a bit much."

"Why would she have a Devil's Mark?" He asked his forehead furrowed in confusion. Had Ravyn been stupid enough to make a fucking deal with a demon? "The runes are supposed to be so she can't get sick, or hurt, like protection shit. From what I understand anyways. But if they're as complicated as you're implying than that's more than just a protection against the stomach flu or the sniffles."

"I don't know about that," M'Kael defended. "She's weird yeah, but fire demons? I thought it was a terrorist. And why would a fire demon protect her?"

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn
As she lay there, covered by blankets to keep warm Ravyn started mumbling and thrashing, her hands writhed before she twisted her wrist and snapped her fingers. With that spark several magical bolts flicked across the room and seared a spot in the wall. She was shivering with cold, but her skin was burning hot, and sweat was running from her.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Gem

“M’Kael that is not how that magic works. She had a Hexen Curse placed on her and it was not by accident.” Gem stated with confidence. Professor Ot nodded his head in agreement. “Ravyn first died in a fire… last time Asheal used a healing spell on her, it was like she was burnt to nothing and re-healed. I get the sense there is something inside her. A fire creature or demon. Those runes might be to hold something inside her, vice protect her.” Gem reasoned.

“So why is she sick now? What has changed?” Angus asked

“I don’t know.” Gem admitted “I noticed she had new nipple piercings… maybe those and causing a problem with the runes?”

As Ravyn sent sparks around the room.

“Ravyn, is it ok if we take out your piercings” Angus asked her.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van knew little of the healing powers of magic, as most didn’t work on his demon-kin blood. But, he likes his scars just the same, and he expected he would have some new ones after today as he looked in the side mirror of the van. Getting thrown through plate glass will certainly leave a mark.

He pulled the van around to the small garage at the rear of Ots house. He began tinkering on the starter as the moments and hours rolled by. He was covered in sweat and grease, but it gave him a way to focus and take his mind off of what had been happening. Everything had a reason, like any other machine there was cause and effect, he just couldn’t quite put it all together.

He was worried for Ravyn…she looked rough. But he was great full to have the others. A sense of belonging he hadn’t had since leaving the army. Together they would find a way.

Eventually , covered in sweat and grease, he finished the work and the van was running like new. He even managed to pop out a few of the larger dents in the hood. Coupled with some new black spray paint flames , he thought it added character. “Just like me hehe, the scars make the Van”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn & M'Kael
With her skin starting to glow from the inside Ravyn's body arched like she was having a seizure though from The Professor's reading of her file she had no notes about that ever happening before.

And then she spoke, but it wasn't here voice. It was hollow and angry. Grabbing M'Kael's arm she snarled. "Burn with me!"

Wrenching his arm from her grip and using his other hand to get the leverage he finally pulled away. She'd left a handprint burned into his skin on his arm where she'd grabbed him, and his leverage hand was blistering.

"Fuck me that hurts," he grunted, moving away but staying just out of her reach. "We need to Rip those things out of her before she burns the fucking house down." He snapped.

 

[milkmaiden38]

Angus

“Ok, I’ll do it” Angus volunteered. “Ravyn… this is going to hurt!” He told her. Of course, it was going to hurt him as well. He reached as quickly as he could and pulled up her blouse. One of Ravyn’s hands or whatever was in Ravyn grabbed hold of Angus’ arm.

Everyone in the room could see, hear, and smell the burning of his skin. There was actual smoke coming off his arm! How Angus had the mental strength not to pull his arm away was unbelievable. His other hand grabbed the white-hot nipple piercing and tore it off her. Where the piercing landed, smoke soon followed. Ravyn screamed in pain and twisted her body away from him. But Angus was determined and grabbed her other piercing and tore it off as well.

Then he broke free of her burning hand. The blistered and festering wound on his arm was horrible to see. It was glowing a little, like the embers of a dying fire.

Asheal, placed her hand on Angus’ back. Her magic healed his arm and hands. But the intense pain he felt was still in his mind.

“Fuck” Gem gasped going to the minotaur.

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Ravyn & Angus
Grabbing his arm Ravyn tried to warn him. But t was too late. The Other was already there. "Burn with us!" it screamed in Angus' head. "Free The Night King, the Night King free us!"

The Other was unlike any normal Deamon, demon, devil, or Elemental. It was pure white fire and blinding rage. The first piercing was ripped away, and a shimmering lattice of lines and words seemed to envelope the entity. "The Night King free us, we free the Night King," it roared like a forest burning before it's wrath. It's voice was like the burning of wood and stone, the sizzle of steel and water. The sweat of a glacier under the heat of the sun.

A volcano spewing magma as a sacrifice was made. "The Mountain trembles as the Dragon wakes. Hidden plainly, sleeping unknown. Night King walks Sargonnas sleeps. Bargains made. Blood runs. The first one a bride. The Dark One plays."

The second piercing burned his fingertips before it fell away, the Lattice of words brightened, Ravyn was on the far side, holding The Other from escaping, as its prison was reformed.

The link was broken, the prison unfinished, as Angus moved away and was healed by Ashael.

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Van re entered the house, catching the end of the scene. “Is she ok? I mean is Ravyn Still … you know Ravyn?

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

Turning her head Ravyn looked at him, her eyes glowing and her skin smoking. "Burn with me. Murderer. Slayer of children. Widow Maker. The Night King will free us. We will Free the Night King."

"I'd say that is a no," M'Kael replied. "Anybody see her naked? How many piercings did she have?"

"She has three," Saeranadael replied. "She told me what the Questioner did to her. She has one... below. On her, personal parts."

"Fuck me!" M'Kael snapped. "What kind of sick fuck?"

Moving to the bed he looked at Van and Saeranadael, "Can you two hold her?" Without waiting for a reply, he shifted, taking the shadow form he called Himsati, its black claws were about to be put to the test for their sharpness and dexterity.

Fuck he was going to cutting a piece of jewelry from his sisters' pussy? Was he really doing this?

Saeranadael shifted to bear form and lay her massive paws on Ravyn's chest. The smell of burning hair was immediate, growling she snapped at the air. It was obvious she'd rather just rip Ravyn's head off. And if this didn't work, she probably would anyways.

Working quickly M'Kael used his claws to slice through his sisters' pants, she wasn't wearing anything else so that was a blessing and a curse. Seeing her naked made his dick twitch but he didn't have time for those thoughts which was a shame. He was pretty sure that she was a virgin, which meant she'd be tight as heaven.

Running his fingers through her folds he lifted her clit, and the piercing that was impaling it. And then he fell backwards as she kicked him in the ribs, "Van! Hold her legs."

Moving back in he held her lips open as he lifted the piercing again. And she grabbed his arm, the smell and sound of cooking meat was instant. She'd broken the shadow form, revealing the real him inside it.

His eyes turned glossy silvery/black as he saw and heard things inside her mind. His finger flicked, tugging her clit as the claw sliced through meat. The piercing fell, sliding through her soft and furry lips before it landed between her spread legs. Brushing it away, M'Kael sat back.

Peeling her hand from his arm, he hissed and winced. Some of his skin came away leaving bare muscle beneath. That was more than a simple healing spell to fix. As Ravyn stopped thrashing, he waved Van and Saer away. Returning to human he said, "I think that's it. But keep an eye on her."

Getting up he walked over to the others as Saer shifted back to human and kept an eye on Ravyn. Gesturing van over he lowered his voice to a medium loud whisper. "What the fuck? Did you see what I saw when she grabbed my arm? And who was standing off to the side? Was there another thing inside there with her and that... demon? Am I just losing my shit?"

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

Vans eyebrows went in a high arch in both shock and puzzlement of what he had just witnessed. “Dude, I’ve seen some fucked up things, but that’s some hardcore shit right there. It’s almost as they are using her as a portal rather than a vessel? Or perhaps she is the guardian trapped at least partly on their side… gods that must be fucking horrendous. As someone who has spent their share of time in the hells… it’s not the kind of place you wanna be on your own, or even worse… bound to entities like those. Raven is a fucking warrior man.”

 

[The_Weeping_Angel]

"Never been to Hell, or any version thereof. Don't want to go there either but I'm not a Saint. Not even close to it." M'Kael commented through gritted teeth. "I need to heal. I'll be back as soon as I can." Moving his hand from his arm the flesh had been burned deep, skin was gone, and muscle was charred halfway to the bone.

Moving to the closet he gave Van, and the rest, a salute then stepped inside and closed the door. About ten minutes later the door opened again and M'Kael stepped out. He was pale and looked like he'd run a marathon. But the wound on his arm was healed. Scarred as fuck but healed.

"Yeah, she's a fighter, but what was she fighting, how was she fighting it, and how the FUCK did we witness it?"

 

[Wayne_Wilder82]

“Your guess is as good as mine. One thing is for sure. We will need to know more, and make sure everyone is at their strongest before we face them. What are our next steps? This place is burned … I know of a place outside of town that is warded from scrying eyes if that is in line with your thinking.”