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A male with dark hair and dark eyes walks to the streets of New Orleans. He kept to himself without making eye contact. his dress code make him a man of 4th century, normally would be out of place however, it just happen to be the hight of the festive season the city. The way his eyes this dart back forth, he seem to be confused and lost or he try to find someone in the crowned.
He never noticed two females that trailed him. The man, collar of his overcoat pulled up pulled slightly over his face, trying to hide his identity behine dark glasses. unknown if he is trying to hide from this of kin, or enemies? Everyone knows that the City of New Orleans is submerged in the Supernatural, with multiple witchers, warlords, vampires, and wolf packs, living amongst the humans. Over the years the war between the three fractions has played havoc with the human population of the city.
Mysterious man kept walking with his head down never expecting to bump into anyone, let alone a beautiful teenage girl.
"so sorry fair maiden, I was not paying attention to my surroundings. my deepest apologies my lady" the man mumbled staring at the teenager standing in front of him. She was beautiful, with long waving dirty blonde hair and her eyes were bright sleet blue with a hit of sadness.
he stares at her, with confusion, as he gives her once over with his own eyes. "forgive me, my lady, I have never seen a lady wear pants, on the rare occasion Lady Morgana would wear a pair when she's sparring with the prince." he stated the questionable look in the young teen's eyes.
the teenager smiled and said "Kind Sir, I'm very sure I have disappointed you in some way as I am not Lady Madonna" The teenager played along with mystery man, she assume that he had mistaken her for an adult and if he knew her true age he would not be flirting with her.
"That may be true, my lady, Lady Morgana has Green Eyes, it reminds me of the leaves and the the trees in the forest. You see, for many years the forest was my home. The Purge king of Camelot ordered to hunt and kill anyone who used and had magic and so, they hunted and slaughtered men, women, and children simply because Utha Pendragon deemed all magic evil." his voice sorrowful, his eyes saddened, as if he lived a profound lost.
Out of Instinct the teenager grabbed his upper arm gave it a light squeeze in a jester of comfort, and replied "I'm so sorry to hear such suffering, I pray that you find solace and peace, kind sir" She paused for a moment for dramatic effect, before continuing "We have been conveying for sometimes, if I should enquire turst name?"
"Sir Mordred, Knight of Camelot at your service kind lady" responds, as he bow his head while he was introducing himself.
"Sir Mordred, you may refer to me as Miss Hope Mikaelson," she replied. In the moment she was thankful for her uncle Elijah, for been so, old-fashioned, something she never thought she would be thankful for, especially in this time. She doesn't realise the mortal danger she has placed herself in by exporting her identity.
the mystery man's eyes light up, "It is you, who I've been searching for, it seems we are distant to meet this day, I need your assistance to help me with my The Quest will you help me Miss Miikaelson?" took her a hand and bowed over it, as if he was going to kiss the back of her hand, only to pause just stop himself last moment.
"if I may enquire kind sir, what is your quest?" she asks, role-playing in the middle of the city. This wasn't strange or Outta Place especially during the festive season.
"Lady Morgana maybe beautiful, but you are much more powerful than Lady Magana, and with our Powers combined we will be able to defeat Merlin, a traitor who protects Arthur, For years he stood by and watches as his kin be slaughtered" his grip on her hand tighten, his features take a darker appearance. His eyes darken and pupils large, as if he was possessed by a demon and her skin under his touch begins to burn.
"please let go, you're hurting me" She panicked and started to struggle trying to pull her hand free, when the man's grip tightened even further, his eyes turned to Amber, her skin under his touch became hotter and Hope screamed...
His lips moved even though no sounds came, she struggled and she howled even louder, before passing out. He laid her carefully on the payment, beleveing that he was unseen or unheard by these around, thank to the invisible spell that he had learned from Merlin's book, and the Poison that worked through the young girl's body that had been placed on his gloves previous to the meeting, once the poison reaches girl's heart, her wolf within would die. and the spell that he cast on her, would ensure the girl will never be able to use magic as he bound these abilities.
he was planning to leave her there on sidewalk on main street to be found. He had been pulled from the afterlife for this very quest, and he was so satisfied that he succeeded, now events that should have taken place take the magic out of the Western Plains Witches will never come to be, so he thought.
Unfortunately for him, he had been greatly misled by outcast vampires, he met for the information on the identity of Hope Mikaelson. Unwillingly the events they wish to stop have been brought forward by his very actions. wolves and Vampires are like, guided by the howl it lead them directly to an unconscious Hope.
Niklaus Mikaelson charged at the mystery man and pushed him away from his daughter. The man went flying a few meters before landing on his backside. "you are no match for me".
Mordred's eyes darken casting the spell Mountain Ash surrounding Klaus, he finds himself pinned to the floor unable to move. To his Horror he was unable to assist his daughter.
Elijah when he to found himself pined to the wall of a shop, he recalls the stories his brother told him of the night that he handed his daughter's today they sister in the woods, so the vampire sends a prayer.
Lightning Middle of Street as the Mickelson family were concerns for Hope. A female figure stood as the bright light faded. Thunderstruck in their stood an other females behind Mordred.
"Mordred, this is not your timeline nor is this your world, perhaps my mother was lenient with the Western Plains witches. There will be severe consequences for missing with the timeline and dimensions. It's time you return to the underworld where you belong." the dark-haired female said.
Morderd eyes darkened to dark Amber, indicated he was tapping into very dark magic. He reached up to skies with his right hand and his fingers spread wide, as if he cast invisible fishing line catch a powerful lighting and bringing down to the dark head woman standing between him and Mikaelson's.
The dark hair woman, which both her hands above her head and crossing her arms as to block the attack. Morderd smiled, thinking he had destroy the one who had defined him, and dared to challenge him. When the light fadded. the dark head woman stood, untouched by the mystery man's attack. The lightning dance all over her body and her eyes were completely white as if she had no pupils at all.
The wolves and the vampires who now surrounded Hope for protection astonished and a little waa. "you really shouldn't have done that!" the blonde stated, who was standing behind the Morderd, shoving the him as she rush past him. Cought of guard, Morderd ended up on his backside.
The blonde now stood next to dark hair woman with lightning dancing all over her body. Klaus, instantly recognised blonde hair woman action for what it was, the fact that she moved out of the way of the dark hair woman's attack.
The dark hair woman brings her arms down drawing the lightning that dance on her body to the bracelet she wears on each arm. Her eyes narrowed, a small smile play it on her lips she shifted positioned of her feet, her front foot at 12 oclock, her back foot slightly angle to awards 10 oclock. turn lightly to a 45° right hand stretched out in front of body. she brings her left hand behind her head at a 90 degree angle fingers pointing towards the sky. "my turn" she stated, and slams the left bracelet to her right, and the dancing lightning struck Morderd, and the sorcerer bust into ash.
The blonde-haired woman handed the dark-haired woman a vessel with some kind of liquid, she quickly moved to Hope's site, ensuring the young teen received the antidote in time for the poison that was working through her system.
menawhile, The blonde-haired woman grabbed the two women who had been following Morderd. Blonde haired women said,"do you have any idea what you have done, by pull a soul from the belly of hell, you have damaged the seal to the gates of hell, you have no idea the danger you have put humanity in. you take the most dangerous thing you could possibly think of, I am here to tell you that there are pussycat, compared to monsters from depths of hell. By opening the gate, you have declared Open Season Humanity. And for this there will be severe consequences!"
The dark-haired woman joined the blonde, and she started, "The Western Plain bloodline we'll come to an end, The old generations' knowledge and abilities will slowly perish. these who are yet to be born within the bellies of the women of the Western Plains will coming into this world without the knowledge of Magic."
The blonde added, "endless hunger for power seem to be an endless pursuit, Western Plain's bloodline will struggle to meet the needs, and suffer as their victims have suffered all these years, until the bloodline is completely extinct"
the dark-haired woman continued, "and when they time in this life is up, their suffering will continue in the afterlife as punishment for ripping a souls from their final reset."
red and pure white light emulated from the ladies ripple out every direction stretching for Miles searching out those whom that have been punished.
The dark hair and the blonde turn to see that family had surrounded Hope, who seem to be recovering, the dark-haired lady spoke, "Take her home, she must now rest. Her natural ability to heal will take effect as the cure works it way for her body." figures disappeared in the red and white lights...