A Family Divided

“NO! Absolutely not.”  I screamed so loudly that the walls shook,  “I will go after him, and if he gets in my way, I’ll make sure he’s not a problem.” Pandora slammed her fist on the table, “You will do no such thing to my progeny!  I will not allow Val to be harmed.”  I looked at her, “He’s out there right now trying to wage a war against the Draconians… you know David and I share a god damned sire! And not just any sire. But the sire to us all!  You are about to kill off her progeny without her knowledge or permission.  You don’t get the same right.”

“Fuck the laws!  Va’lis is more than just my progeny by blood, he’s my son.  Marius!”  Pandora looked to Marius as if he had any sway with me, which he doesn’t.  I outrank him and outage him.  He sat there in silence. We all did.

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The Tribunal of Marius de Romanus, Pt. 13

maharet-sexyNatasha called my name as a witness.  It had been a long time since I actually heard my real name spoken, “I call to witness, Maharet Revanatziah of House Kemet,” Natasha stated. “House Kemet gives their consent to the witness?” Chancellor Grimm asked.  Khayman stood up, “It does.”  Of course it does, Khayman did as I told him to do. This was really my house, everyone knew it.  I walked forth to take the witness stand and sat down.

The Order deputy came to me and asked me to raise my right hand and repeat after him, “On the Order’s Laws by the right of government granted us, do you solemnly swear to tell the truth by penalty of perjurious imprisonment as sentenced by the High Council?” His own hand shook as he stood in front of me. I gave him a somber look, “What do you think?”  Chancellor Grimm interjected, “A simple, ‘I do’ will suffice.”  One day I am going to rip that old vamp’s throat right the fuck out and sever his head from his body as I drink straight from his dead heart. “I do,” I said as I looked straight at him.

Counselor Elisa Windsor represented the Draconians.  She was smart, talented, and ruthless.  But she too, like the deputy, felt uncomfortable standing in front of me. But then again, most felt that way towards any of House Kemet, for they know we are the progenitors of all bloodlines on Earth.  Our dear David Talbot would be the counselor from our side to cross-examine me.

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Blood Will Flow, Pt. 2

maharet-wildMarius and Cherry had finally gotten Armand back in line, but he was mighty pissed off and most especially pissed off with Marius… I’ve had about enough of this little quarrel. I squared off with Armand and set him straight. He was not going to jeopardize this mission. He was either going to fall in line or I would have Mekare keep him locked up with earth chains.

As we approached the front door, Marius had a brief chat with Lestat. Marius would be going with his other son, Va’lis and his granddaughter Cherry to retrieve the newborn. Futile and stupid if you asked me. “Make sure you keep him safe, Lestat. Get in there, get Astoria, and then leave our soldiers to the fight,” Marius instructed Lestat who walked with us now; Louis at his side. Lestat nodded and understood. There was a love between the two that transcends supernatural bonds, for they have none of those. Louis chimed in, “He’s in a dark place right now.” “Yes, and I won’t let him get lost to it I promise,” Lestat agreed.

When we got to the front doors we separated, killing off the guards quite easily. Some of them were mortals, others half-breeds. Khayman and I took to the sky. Armand and Lestat busted through the front doors and Marius, Cherry, and Va’lis took to the sewers. 

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Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 15

Julianne Moore Michael Thompson Photoshoot for Vanity Fair  2003Mekare stood behind Maharet, her eyes barely able to look from the floor. She lived every day with the knowledge that her sister loved the very man that had raped her, that had cut out her tongue. She could not even look at him for she feared the rage would take over her soul. She respected her sister far too much.

Marius exited the room with much fanfare. He was in rare form tonight. Mekare wondered if the separation from Pandora that the world gates afforded us caused his instability for it was a rare occurrence that he would talk to the elders with such angst. He was almost always extremely respectful of all the First Brood.

When Maharet mentioned that she could not allow the deaths of the Romanus clan, it wasn’t a heartfelt sentiment that drove her conviction. It was the knowledge that this clan more than any other had the potential to survive the ages and blend into humanity, rather than destroy it. They were the future of our kind.

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Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 7

maharetAs I returned to the Palisades, immediately Marius accosted me. “Were you able to negotiate the release of our kin?” I didn’t respond and continued my walk towards my quarters where I knew Khayman was awaiting my return and my orders. Marius followed me, “M’lady I urge upon you for some news,” he pressed. Once I opened the door to the chambers I gazed upon Khayman’s face. My sister still kept her distance from him so she had stood outside, but now followed Marius and I in.

Khayman spoke in our ancient Kemetian. I nodded and finally turned to Marius, “If Merida is not released by midnight this next evening, Khayman and I will walk in and retrieve her.”

Marius nodded in agreement, “what of Carrie?” “She is not our concern, Marius. She is not a Romanus nor is she tied to us in any way. I will not risk a war with our sire-brother if it does not directly affect our coven houses.” Marius eyes gleamed a bit. He seemed disappointed. “Marius, Merida is Armand’s wife and my protégé, there is a clear line of succession there and David knows this. This newborn is really a non-entity.”

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Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 5

maharet-wildMaharet is cool as cucumber. You really think she would allow anyone to kill her protego? Heck no. As soon as David hears that Merida is bonded to Maharet, it would send him into a mediocre panic. It’s his sire-sister, he knows just what she’s capable of just as much as Maharet knows that David craves power, by any means he gets it. She knows of his plans for human enslavement, and has never agreed with it. She also has backed the Romanus clan for many millennia; that’s not going to stop any time soon. She doesn’t get involved in the day to day issues and trusts Marius to run things, but this isn’t an ordinary issue. This is Merida.

To Maharet, she couldn’t care less about a newborn so Carrie isn’t a concern to her at all. For her, it’s all about her protego. She sees Merida as the carrier to her genetics and her Elementalist power. Like Cherry, who has the gene but dormant. Cherry has no interest in awaking it, but Merida came to her so eager to learn and improve. It played right into her ego. And while she admits that the Razele line may have some unique powers of its own, it is not a comparison to the Elementalist power. David is always been jealous of it because it is not replicable in any way; you either have the gene or you do not. Period. It is also why David fears the Twins so grievously. Maharet might be able to just walk in there, sit down and demand he release Merida and David will probably do it to avoid her and her sister’s wrath. But she would leave Carrie to rot. That is Va’lis’ problem, not hers.

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