Camille Endora

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia listened as Jax and Morthos spoke about the abandoned building, and being followed. She shivered slightly at the thought, not liking the sound of it at all. It was lucky she had good hearing, and the bubbles were loud. No one should be able to hear them in here, like Jax said. When Jax finally asked what the came across, Ophelia quickly organized her thoughts. Roxas had her hand held beneath the water, and she curled her fingers slightly.

"Well, we checked out the forests first. There was this huge tree, which was hollowed out using fire I think. And we found one werewolf, and also a dead child inside of it. You can guess how that ended... We burnt both the bodies. Unfortunately I didn't get any info from that werewolf, but either way we also came across that abandoned building you mentioned. The alpha and beta were in there, but it's mostly boarded up. So obviously the others were out hunting or doing whatever." She stopped for a moment, contemplating her thoughts again. "It's going to be hard to get them all in one place at the same time. We should figure out what the plan will be for tomorrow. We know where they are, we just have to figure out the rest. What do you think, Jax?" Ophelia asked softly, turning her attention to Jax.

Order of Galia

Reia woke to the sound of her alarm. She rubbed her face slightly and looked around the room. She still wore the same outfit from the day before, and her body was extremely sore. Her head was pounding, probably from all the crying she had done. She was also extremely famished. She looked at the clock which stood on the nightstand, and she figured she would only have enough time to pack her things and get to the train station. She would receive her pay straight into her account from the guilds, and wouldn't have to worry about that. Slowly, Reia got up out of bed, brushing her clothing out and straightening her hair. She brushed her teeth and packed up her things into her bag. Once she packed everything, she make a mental list of anything she may have forgotten, and went around and checked each part of the room. Finding nothing left, she made her way downstairs to the main foyer. The peppy woman she had met the night before wasn't there, and so Reia silently returned the room key and headed outside.

Once on the train and in her assigned room, she grabbed a clean outfit and went to shower, ordering some room service while she did so. Once she was clean, dry, and dressed, her room service arrived and she ate quietly. Her body was still aching, but felt a little better after having been under the hot water of the shower head. She wondered what was going on back home, and decided to text Welkins that she would be home in a few hours. It was still very early in the morning, and by the time she would arrive she figured he'd be doing something. For the rest of the ride home, she slept. She still was tired, and knew she would have to get right back to her studies once she arrived.

Finally the train came to a halt at the station, and Reia got off with her bag. The walk to her house was a bit, but she figured the fresh air might do her some good. She only wanted to go home first before heading to the Guild, so she could drop her bag off and look over the house. Quickly and without any interruptions, she made her way home and dropped her bag off. Everything seemed to be in place, and a while later, she arrived at the Guild. She pushed the doors open and was immediately greeted by a man who seemed to be ushering people toward a lecture theater. She followed his instructions, heading into the big room quietly. Her eyes grazed the crowd, and she spotted Welkins and Isara next to him. A pang of jealousy washed over Reia, and she frowned, immediately pushing the feeling away. She found a spot at the back of the room and sat down. She saw Kalona at the front of the room, and there was a tension in the air that you could cut with a knife. Something bad must have happened.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia listened as Jax said they had found something, and then she suggested they go to the pool room to use the Jacuzzi. Ophelia smiled softly, nodding, "I think that's a great idea!" She turned to the boys and then spoke again softly, "Go get changed, we will meet you there." Without waiting, Ophelia looked at Jax and then headed toward their room. Once inside, she quickly found a bathing suit. She changed out of the dress she was wearing and put the swim suit on, pulling her hair up into a messy bun. She looked over to make sure Jax was ready to go, and then headed out again to the pool room. Luckily no one else was in the area except for them and the boys now.

Making her way to the Jacuzzi, Ophelia stepped down into the hot water slowly. The warmth of it stung her cold skin, but it still felt good again her body. "Okay, what did you guys find? I had a bit of fun, so you go first!" Ophelia said, staring at Morthos and Jax.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia was kissed on the head by Roxas, and he spoke gently, "That was fantastic." Ophelia barely smiled, her mind focused on what had just happened. The last time she dealt with Werewolves, the victims were always children. In this case, it was both adults and children, but the fact that she happened to stumble across one that had killed a child gave her already cold body, chills. She could also feel his mind was on something, and she was worried. Not only was she going to be worried about when they confronted the pack, but she was worried about dinner tomorrow with their parents. She rolled her eyes slightly before looking at the ground where she walked. Finally she decided to respond to Roxas' comment, "Sure, it might have been. But the next time it won't be so easy. The next time will probably be the entire pack. Werewolves are not something to be screwed with Roxas. You seem to be taking this too lightly. Do you not understand the gravity of this mission?"

She stopped, turning to face Roxas a moment to look at him, reading his face. It was in this moment that she saw him in a way she hadn't before. She barely knew him. She knew that, but it was really just fully crossing her mind now. She could feel her eyes turn colder, her expression neutral and unwavering. "One wrong move and we could all be killed." Finally she frowned, turning away to continue walking. She really wanted this mission to go smoothly, so they could go back to SPA and get to know each other a little better. She reached up, running her fingers through her hair, which was down around her body. She pulled her cloak hood up slightly, it resting on her head just enough to cover her ears and head, but keep the sides and front of her face visible. Finally they had reached the forests edge, and she figured it wouldn't take too long to get back now. She chewed her lip a bit, subconsciously. She figured the quickest way back to the hotel would be along the docks. Many of them ran along the oceans edge horizontal to the town.

She began to walk in the direction in her mind, knowing Roxas would follow her. Finally they began to pass buildings, one of which looked to be abandoned and closed and boarded up. She was sure that this building wasn't abandoned before. She slowed down, stopping in front of the building and looking at the exterior with scrutiny. It was extremely worn down, and she narrowed her eyes, turning her head so her ear was facing the building. She breathed in slow and deep. She could smell werewolf just faintly, but wasn't sure whether it was the fact that the scent was now on her from earlier, or if there had been some around this area. She wanted to get closer, but surely if there did happen to be a werewolf inside this building, they'd be able to smell her. She turned to Roxas and pointed to the building. She figured they'd pay no mind if hiding, to a passing human. She stood close to Roxas for a few moments to try and mask her scent as best as she could, grabbed him and ran at Vampire speed toward the brick building. She held onto him closely, using his blood to mask her as she moved with ease around the building. She only slowed to peer into cracks and through half covered windows, ensuring she stayed hidden.

Ophelia's eyes widened when her gaze came to rest on two huge werewolves. One was male, the other female, and she knew instantly that it was the Alpha and Beta wolves. Without hesitating, Ophelia tugged Roxas away and she ran with him down along the pier toward the hotel. She was antsy to tell Jax and Morthos what they've found, and wanted to get the hell away from the building as fast as possible.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia's attention turned slightly from the treeline to Roxas. He asked her a couple questions and she considered for a few moments. "Alright where do you want to look first and what are we looking for?" "Well, we will be looking for dead animals or people, claw marks, broken branches, trees or things similar... Have you never hunted Werewolves before?" Her brows furrowed slightly and she began walking into the forest. Instinctively, Ophelia breathed in every so often through her nose, continuously trying to pinpoint anything that might be of interest. She could smell deer, birds, fox, rabbits and other smaller creatures, and faintly she could smell Werewolf. She wondered if perhaps it was from one simply passing through this area, but as she walked deeper into the forest, the scent grew stronger. She reached a hand back in a motion towards Roxas that would signal to be cautious as something had her attention before whispering, "Shhh..."

Her feet moved silently along the ground in the moss and dirt, and finally she came upon a huge tree that looked hollowed out. The inside was charred and burnt, the hollow obviously man made. Her eyes narrowed and she stopped walking quite a few yards away, taking in her surroundings. She could hear breathing, smell blood, and a form hunched over something. She could see clearly that it was a werewolf hunched over a dead human child. Without a moments hesitation, Ophelia knocked a silver tipped arrow into her bow and pulled back on the string, firing quickly. The arrow easily pierced into the werewolfs shoulder, and it arched up and let out a loud growl. Silver worked very well against them, which is half the reason that Ophelia preferred to use silver tipped arrows. There was nothing that she could do for this child, but she could at least kill the bastard who did this to her and her family.

The werewolf turned around the best it could, it's blood dripping down its back from the arrow. Ophelia was fairly well hidden where she stood, which was behind some trees and tons of brush, but she knew better than to think the werewolf wouldn't know she was there. Just like their scent was intense to her, hers was intense to them. She breathed in again to try and determine the rank of this wolf, but figured it was probably just one of the pack members since he was alone. This obviously wasn't their lair or hide out, it was too small. The werewolf began to run in their direction and Ophelia unclipped her cloak from her shoulders, letting it fall to the ground before she set off another arrow. Though immediately after shooting the second arrow, she crouched and then lunged upward into the tree nearest to her, landing up into one of the higher branches. The wolf ran past below before turning on it's heels and trying to claw its way up towards her. "Get away you filthy beast!" Ophelia muttered, knowing good and well the wolf could hear her, and understand.

She grinned slightly, leaning out over the branches to tease the werewolf, knowing this was dangerous but doing it nonetheless. It growled at her again louder, the sound echoing through the forest. Everything had happened so quickly that even though she could still feel the pull between herself and Roxas, she hadn't seen where he went. She locked her eyes on him for a moment, ensuring he was alright and then waited for a second. The wolf had by now realized that it wasn't going to be able to get to Ophelia by trying to get up at her. So he moved to try another tactic. This was the exact moment that Ophelia was waiting for, however. Once his back was turned to her she lunged out of the tree and onto his back. She landed in a straddle as though riding a horse, and while she sat she pushed down on the arrow that was still in his shoulder, digging the metal into his body further. The wolf let out a shrill howl, his head tilted back just enough and his teeth parted a little. As the noise rang around her ears, she reached out with both arms, similar to what she had done to Roxas the night they first met, and each hand gripped the top and bottom parts of the wolfs jaw. "I hope you know the rest of your pack will get what's coming to them too," she said. The werewolf tried to buck her off, but while doing so, Ophelia pulled her arms away from each other, his jaw snapping open. She then gripped at his neck, snapping that as well for good measure.

Instantly the wolf went limp beneath her and fell to the ground in a heap. She stood up, pulling the arrow out of his body in one harsh and quick movement. She made her way back to her cloak and fastened it back around her. She slung the bow over her shoulder and motioned to Roxas to come with her. She checked her phone quickly, seeing a text from Jax from a while before "At Butchers. Be safe! <3" Ophelia looked at the time. It was basically getting dark by now, especially beneath the canopy of the trees, and she knew that they should head out soon. Before that though, she went back to the hollowed out tree and dragged the werewolf with her there. She looked at the child for a moment, feeling extremely sad for her. She knew she did what was right. With that in mind, she shoved the wolfs body into the hollow of the tree, took a photo on her phone for record, and set it ablaze. The tree was already destroyed, so it wouldn't burn or catch anything else on fire. But would act as a good barrier to get rid of these bodies. She watched the flames dance and lick their skin and fur and she shuddered at the smell. Once the bodies were both disposed of, she took Roxas' hand and began to make their way back to the hotel. "Got one, didn't have a chance to make him talk... Be back soon." She wrote to jax along the way.

Order of Galia

Reia woke up and got dressed. She slipped on the sheathes, fastening them around her thighs and sheathing her daggers. They sat flush to her skin, and you wouldn’t even guess that she had them under her uniform. She left her bag where it was, but grabbed her book bag and the folder with the info in it. She pushed her black hair from her face, her eyes scanning the address of the place she would be meeting with everyone. She breathed out softly to focus her mind, and let her bare feet press into the ground as she made her way to the church. She wanted to feel as connected with her affinity as possible.

It didn’t take too long to arrive, and she looked at the doors of the church quietly before pushing through them. Father Douglas was there to greet her, and she figured Jax was with the other woman. Reia wasn’t sure how this would go, and she was anxious to get started. “Good morning, Father.” she said gently, her ice blue eyes on his.

Father Douglas eyed the new woman with kind eyes, “Reia! Pleasure to see you. I can read the soul so don’t be surprised that I know who you are. Jax will be with you in a moment. The situation is quite critical I am afraid...and we appreciate all the help we can get.”

Jax spoke up behind him, “Yes we most certainly do. Hi Reia! I’m Jax Kariana, the two lugs over there are Morthos and Roxas. The other members of my team.” Jax was a mess, her clothes were dirty her hair was greasy but most of all she looked exhausted. She was friendly and held an air of authority but her eyes and body language looked rigid. “I assume you have already read over the mission statement. It is a very serious situation, and your affinity is very important during this exorcism. Have you done one of these before?”

Reia eyed Morthos and Roxas gently, and then turned her attention back to Jax. Jax’s tone was completely business, and she looked a mess. She wondered who the woman getting the exorcism was in relation to their group. It didn’t say in the statement. “I’m Reia Stone. And absolutely. I read it over more than once to ensure I had my information correct. I have not assisted with an exorcism before, but I have been told by both Master Kalona and yourself that I could be of great use. What will you need me to do?” she asked curiously, her eyes soft. She could feel Jax’s aura felt stressed and dark. She was worried, Reia thought.

Jax looked at the young woman before her critically, sizing her up. She was short, shorter than Ophelia even and that made her feel a tinge of sadness. She clenched her fists and spoke evenly, “Mostly you just have to make sure that you can hold the soul of..my sister together.” She eyed the boys pushing her hair back from her face, “Performing an exorcism is never generally easy and this is my first time performing one on this grand of scale. We can’t wait though..not when it is as bad as it is so getting help from a third party is the best we can hope for.”

Jax turned to Douglas, “I’m gonna take her up. Please keep watch over the boys. Especially Roxas if he goes into that room they could hurt him too.”

Douglas spoke up evenly, “Be safe my child...and let your God guide you.”

Jax gave him a false smile then turned to Reia, “I think it’s best that you see her before I tell you exactly what I will be doing. Come on.” She walked over towards the door touching Morthos’ hand for a few moments before heading into the hallway towards her room.

Reia followed Jax down a hallway. At the end of the hallway she could see a door. She considered what Jax had said. This was her sister. Reia felt suddenly sick and sad the closer she got to the door. She let out a slow breath and closed her eyes for a moment, trying to create a neutral feeling in hopes it would keep the others calm. She knew these things could go south in an instant, and would try her best to do whatever Jax needed of her. After all, there was not only one life, but two on the line here. “Alright, I’m ready when you are.”

Jax stopped, gritting her teeth as she reached for the doorknob preparing herself mentally. She closed her eyes for a second then opened the door her will strong and her soul extremely confident. She walked in leaving Reia to follow her as she stared at her sister, no weakness in her eyes. She couldn’t be weak. The demon would use it against her, so she couldn’t let it see anything. She spoke evenly, “Hey...sister.”

Reia could feel Jax’s unwavering will and love for her sister. It made her heart full, but also sort of sad. She quickly pushed the sadness away though, and followed Jax into the room. She shut the door behind her, and her eyes came to rest on Ophelia. Her hair was drenched in sweat, and fell down her chest and back in tangled strands, though the parts closest to her face were pinned to the side. She was extremely pale, almost grey looking. Reia looked closer and she took a few steps toward her, and noticed the color of her eyes was taken over by the black of her pupils. Reia’s eyes continued downward, noticing a small bump beneath the shirt that Ophelia was wearing. She looked to be just over 21 weeks pregnant, and Reia ground her teeth together. Finally though, Reia noticed that Ophelia was chained down with pure silver binds. She looked as though blood dripped from her wrists from trying to escape, and Reia kept her expression blank. Her ankles were bound as well, and the chains lead to thick metal hooks.

Just as Jax spoke, Ophelia spoke. But it wasn’t Ophelia at all, Reia figured. “Get fucked,” she said. Reia turned her attention to Jax, but she could feel Ophelia’s eyes come to rest on her face. She inhaled softly and then turned to meet Ophelia’s gaze. She looked horrible. Not something anyone wanted to see, or experience no doubt. It was time to begin.

Jax gave a small smile at Ophelia her confidence unbending, “Such words...I’m gonna enjoy ripping you apart.” She took a step forward, her eyes turning a vibrant green as rune like shapes began to appear underneath her eyes and down her arms, “You feel that demon. It’s fear. Enjoy it.”

She turned to Reia, her expression serious, “Now that you see our situation, be mindful of a few simple rules. Stay in the corners of the room. If what comes out of the mirrors touches you it is going to seriously hurt, not to mention if you get close to her she will bust you faster then you can say, ‘help’. You also see that she is pregnant, the baby is just as important as the mother. Focus your energy on both souls, ignore mine. Even if it looks like mine might break keep your attention on theirs. Do you understand?”

Looking at Jax, Reia simply nodded her head, heading toward one of the four corners of the room. She could very strongly feel the babies’ soul, as well as Ophelia’s. Ophelia’s was a little weaker and harder to locate though. This demon must be very strong. Once she was standing in the corner of the room, she unclipped the cloak from her uniform and placed it on the ground beside her gently. She had her daggers still, just in case. Without a moment’s hesitation, Reia focused all of her attention on Ophelia and the baby. She was physically and mentally prepared for this, knowing it would probably take hours. She would be exhausted by the end of it, that was for sure.

Reia then felt her pupils shift from circles to slits down the center of her eyes, and she forced her own spiritual aura outward, casting it over Ophelia’s body. Technically, any type of white spirit could ward off negative energy. It didn’t have to technically come from someone of God. Reia smiled faintly, feeling her Aura tether itself to Ophelia’s, which in turn attached itself to the baby. Reia breathed out slowly, her eyes unblinking. If you looked close enough too, you could see blue and silver smoke like strands moving in small waves between the two women.

As soon as Reia’s aura attached itself to Ophelia though, her body arched very slightly, as though trying to reject it. But Reia pushed a little harder, forcing the bond to keep.

Jax let Reia get into position and took off her gloves, throwing them to the side as she pulled out a small dagger from her boot. She cut her palm slightly blood seeping out over her pentagram. She took a few steps forward and drew an intricate pentagram on the floor and then reached up drawing another one on the roof. When she was done she licked at her wound to clean it slightly before taking out a small cloth to wrap it up. When she was ready she turned to Reia with with a confident look, “I wish we had more time to learn how to trust each other. Just know that I will not let any demon hurt you okay. We’re a team right now! So do your best and let’s crush this thing.” Jax let out a breath moving to stand in front of Ophelia, but just out of reach, “Let’s begin!”

She pulled off her long black jacket and chucked it over by her gloves. The tattoo’s that sprung up when she talked to the demon began to glow, her cross growing the brightest as she began to speak at first very quietly. Her whispers were Latin, the room turning dark apart from the green glow that erupted from Jax’s tattoos and eyes. Her fingers twisted slightly so it looked like she was holding something. She reset her footing then grit her teeth her words now quite loud as she began to pull, her arms turning rigid as she began to put pressure on invisible wheels. Quite slowly the words on the walls began to glow as well as the newly drawn pentagrams. When the light began to fill the room, the blood began to fade away into a dark blackness. Like a mirror the walls around her echoed the shapes of the figures in the room letting whatever was hidden visible to the occupants. It was as if the room was fading into the black, but you could still see the walls in the mirrors, the truth was visible but only if you looked at the opposite image. Jax stopped the incantation for a minute, “THEY’RE COMING. PREPARE YOURSELF!”

Suddenly Jax pulled her hands towards herself, her head cocking to the side as her eyes locked on Ophelia turning from green to a terrifying red, “I see you. YOU BASTARD. I SEE YOU NOW! YOU SON OF A BITCH! LET HER GO NOW! BEFORE I RIP APART YOUR FUCKING SOUL!”

Reia peered into the mirror like openings on the four walls, and her eyes widened slightly as the demons’ true form was revealed. It made her sick to her stomach to look at, but she needed to keep her focus on Ophelia and the baby. Not only that, she could see how truly bad this was, because the demon was curled around and between the baby and Ophelia’s soul. Suddenly though, the demon looked up toward Reia and grinned, flicking it’s long pointed tongue out toward her. Reia’s eyes narrowed then, and in one quick movement she brought her hands out in front of her, her fingers curling around the threads of her Spirit. She pulled back, the strands gathering in her hands like a rope, and she reached forward again quickly, similar to how someone would use a whip. As she did this, the strands spread out and there was a loud snapping sound through the air.

Ophelia’s head turned to the side quickly, her eyes boring into Reia’s as the snap echoed through the room. “Is that supposed to hurt, you stupid little slut? I could snap you IN HALF!” Ophelia’s voiced contorted into something much more gruesome and guttural, and then she began to laugh.

Jax watched as the creature spoke to Reia and kept her expression neutral, “Ignore it! It is going to say whatever it can to make you angry. You get angry, you get sloppy. Stay in control! You got this!” She lifted her hand towards the demon, “Look at me, fucker. NOW!”

The demon snapped its head over to look at Jax it’s expression cold. Jax took one step closer, as figures began to shift within the dark mirrors. Jax spoke evenly, her voice almost melodic, “I walk the valley of the dark and the light. Choosing no path but the one I build myself. I worship no god but the job. The duty of my faith. You have forgotten the face of your creator. I invoke his punishment as a means to know your name. What is your name demon? By the grace of lucifer’s rage and the fury of merciful GOD tell me your GOD DAMNED NAME?”

The demon continued to laugh again, Ophelia’s face twisting up into something unrecognizable. Inwardly, she was being tormented. All she wanted was to be free and to continue on with Roxas and her unborn child. But this fucker had other plans. Suddenly, Ophelia lurched forward as far as she could, the binds digging down deep into her wrists again, cutting and slicing at the flesh. Blood dripped down her fingers, which curled up into balls, her nails slicing into the meaty palms of her hands. Her voice returned to normal then, and she cried out slightly, the sound weak. She looked up at Jax and with a shaky voice began to speak. “Jax, please know that… I love you…” Ophelia began to convulse then, her lips parting. As she continued to convulse, the demon spoke. “Oh I bet I could love you too, lil Jaxy… You’d like it too.” A wide grin spread across Ophelia’s face, the demon referencing what had happened to Jax long ago. “Maybe get those other boys in here and they can help me out. Come a little closer girly, so I can taste that cunt of yours…”

Jax didn’t move a millimeter as Ophelia pulled at her chains. She twitched slightly as Ophelia’s true voice broke through the control of the demon. She spoke evenly to Ophelia, “Don’t worry honey. I love you too.” Her eyes filled with hatred as the demon continued mentioning her rape and then offering to get the boys into the room. She blinked once, her unbreakable will her strongest weapon, “I walk the valley of the light and the dark. My faith in Etro makes me strong, but my belief in his work makes me stronger. I walk on the bridge of mirrors, looking at two worlds and two beginnings. Your words are evidence of your fear. NOW I SAY IT AGAIN! BY THE GRACE OF GOD AND THE FURY OF YOUR FATHER! LET THE FIRES OF HELL MAKE MY WORDS STRONG AND THE GRACE OF A PRAYER MAKE MY WILL PURE! WHAT IS YOUR NAME!”

Instantly without a skip, the demon responded, and Ophelia’s back arched, cracking being heard from her spine, “Ask me my name again, and I WILL MURDER THIS INFANT WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT!” As the demon spoke, he reached out and curled his fingers around the baby’s throat.

Jax paused knowing that things could go very wrong if she wasn’t careful. She spoke softly to Reia, “I can’t remove him unless I get his name. You need to increase your power to make sure he can’t touch the baby. He’s weakening. I can see it, but he’s not where I need him yet. Can you do it?” She kept her eyes on the demon, her hair beginning to lift off her shoulders as the figures within the mirrors came forward, long thin scissor like fingers lightly reaching out to rest on the edges of the room. Jax set her footing, her palms rising as the pentagram tattoos on her hands started to spin. She prepared herself waiting for Reia to prepare the child.

“Okay. I can do that!” Reia said to assure Jax. She could see the demons hand around the baby’s throat and an instant burst of anger rushed through her entire body. Kids was one thing she refused to fuck with. She let out a low growl and forced her Aura outward in one huge burst, and a bubble type of sphere made it’s way to surround itself around the baby and Ophelia’s souls. She focused her attention mostly on the baby though, ensuring it was completely consumed in her Spirit.

Jax could feel Reia amp up the spiritual energy in the room. Her soul even felt a little lighter. Jax set her blood red eyes on the demon her voice filling the room, “I walk the valley of the light and the dark. I fear neither Hell’s coal’s or Heaven’s beauty. I take the road of the traveller. The road that leads to both death and love. I Invoke the wisdom of Etro, but my faith lies in myself. I AM THE MASTER OF MY OWN DESTINY. I AM THE MASTER OF MY OWN ROAD. THE MASTER OF MY WILL. BY THE POWER OF GOD’S GRACE, AND THE FURY OF YOUR FATHER I DEMAND YOU SPEAK YOUR NAME. MY NAME IS JAX KARIANA, THE EXORCIST OF BOTH WORLDS! NOW GIVE ME YOUR FUCKING NAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Ophelia’s body stopped convulsing. Her body was drenched, her clothes stained from it. She sat completely still for a moment, her eyes closed. Reia watched closely. She wasn’t dead. But just as Reia thought that, Ophelia’s left arm lashed forward. The sound of metal breaking sounded through the room, and the chain that held her arm down broke in half. She reached out, her hand wrapping around Jax’s leg. But the demon wasn’t able to keep from speaking, the combination of Spirit and Jax’s words cracking him. “GEMINI!”

As soon as the true name of the demon left it’s mouth Jax slammed her hands together, a violent wind blowing up from the ground, as suddenly hordes of soul rippers slammed into the room, brushing past Reia and Jax to slam into the demon. Jax could feel Ophelia wrap her hand around Jax’s leg. She gasped, screaming in pain as she felt Ophelia clench violently against the muscle. She increased her power, blood beginning to drip from her eyes, nose and ears. The pain in her leg was so strong she felt she was going to collapse but over time she felt Ophelia release her. The demon’s screams filled the room as the soul rippers went to work. There long black bodies bit and clawed the demon violently, black blood spewing around the room. Jax began to speak in latin demanding full control of the soul rippers, “Dimittis me in mortem animam ad vincendum conferunt ex eorum petendi GEMINI ad festum. Exterminabitur anima eius serviat renascuntur iterum duos mundos ligula. Benedicamus Patrem et animam fiat pauperum. Ut caritas vestra sensit. Aritas vestra sensit.”

Jax kept talking, her demands strengthening her magic, but her limit was coming, and every part of the demon must be removed for the exorcism to work.

The sound of the demon screaming could be heard from Ophelia’s mouth, but the sound faded from his voice to Ophelia’s. By the time the demon was expelled, Ophelia’s voice was gone. Reia’s eyes focused on the demon as it was being banished and destroyed, noticing very clearly it still had a slight grasp on the baby. With the destruction of it, the baby’s heart stopped beating. An intense cramping burned through Ophelia’s stomach, and blood began to drip down her legs at a decently rapid pace. Ophelia leaned forward, placing the free hand palm side down on the floor beneath her, she was extremely weak, unable to speak, and knew something was very very wrong. Before she could pinpoint what was wrong, blackness surrounded her and she fell into a deep unconscious sleep state.

As soon as the soul rippers had taken all of the demon Jax fell to her knees, her palms outstretched as she began to close the gates. She grit her teeth unaware of her surroundings or what was happening to her sister as she forced the creatures back into their mirrors. The door behind her was fully clear, the blood on the walls untouched.

Before Reia could react to the death of the baby, father Douglas entered the room slightly. He motioned Reia to come to him, and she did as she was told. She knew that Jax needed to recoup, and they would need to deal with Ophelia and the baby, something she wasn’t trained in at all. Tears began to spill from her eyes and her breathing became uneven. She was guided by father Douglas to where the boys were waiting, and she stopped just briefly in front of Roxas. She could tell he was the father and the lover of Ophelia due to being able to see their bond. “I’m so, so sorry…” was all she managed between sobs. She tried her best but it wasn’t enough. Once she was outside of the church, a carriage was waiting to bring her back to SPA. She cried the entire way there and collapsed into her bed before falling asleep, exhausted.

Order of Galia

Name: Kalona
Age: Unknown
Affinity/Power (if magic user): Uknown
Race: Hybrid
Appearance:

Weapon of choice: Unknown
Other: Head Guild Master of Galia.

Silvermoon Pier Alliance: SPA.

Ophelia sat quietly at the table while the others ate, and Jax talked about the plan of action. Ophelia and Roxas would go to the woods, and Jax and Morthos to the city and shops. Ophelia grew a little less uncomfortable at the thought of taking the woods. It was where she spent hours of her time growing up before her and Jax left to attend SPA. She smiled very faintly, knowing Jax was 100 percent serious about cutting the search off at 10pm. It wasn't worth risking their lives to stay out any later. She knew first hand as it was what a werewolf was capable of. She glanced around the table, noticing the boys were paying pretty close attention, and once they agreed, she spoke last. "That plan sounds perfect, Jax. Hopefully we can all gather some information. I'll make sure we will be back at the hotel by 10. Don't worry." she looked at Jax, the seriousness in her tone apparent.

Ophelia stood up after Roxas did, and she made sure the bill for their meals was covered. She left a tip, and then headed outside. They had roughly four hours or so to gather info, so she knew she would need to make the best of the time. Luckily she moved quickly, but she would have to keep at a decent pace to allow Roxas to keep up. She figured first they would start on the outskirts in the South. The forest there was dense and she knew many types of mythics and creatures liked to make their homes nearby. "We will check the South forests first," Ophelia said, her tone still remaining fairly serious. She was extremely focused, and even though she could feel the push and pull of the bond between herself and Roxas, she was much less relaxed than normal. Missions had a tendency to do that to her, as if she couldn't get more serious as it was. She sent a quick text to Jax so she would know where they were, just in case. "South forests." She then turned her phone on vibrate so if anything was nearby that didn't want them around, the sound of a message or phone call wouldn't attract attention.

Finally they made it to the forests edge, and Ophelia stopped and looked around quietly. Her eyes skimmed along every tree she could see, from the forest floor to the foliage, and then breathed in deeply through her nose twice. There was often a mixture of scents in any given area, but since she knew what to look for, it should be fairly easy to pick out the right scent. Not only that, a werewolf was her natural enemy.

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Reia stepped onto the train and the door closed behind her. She closed her eyes and the train pulled out of the station, leaving a probably broken hearted Welkins behind. She sighed, turning to look out the window. He was watching the train pull out, and Reia kept her eyes on him until she couldn't see him anymore. She could feel her eyes stinging with the threat of tears. She had been honest to him, and she really hoped he would understand what she meant. Nonetheless though, it still upset her that she hurt his feelings. She brushed her dress off, and she could still feel eyes on her from the public seating. She squared off her shoulders and headed back to her room, unlocking it and heading in to sit at the table. Before she could even relax, there was a gentle knock at the door and a trolly was pushed into her room with dinner. She wasn't hungry anymore, and a knot was in her stomach instead. But she knew she would need the energy for her mission.

Once she finished eating, she changed into a baggy tshirt and shorts and fell asleep for a while. When she woke up again, she felt groggy and had kind of forgotten where she was. She sat up and looked around for a few minutes, realizing the train was nearly stopped at the station. She knew her way around though, and changed back into the black dress. She put her daggers back into the sheathes, fixed her hair and gathered her things. She looked at her phone for a moment, the time read 3am. She yawned slightly and then decided to send a text to Welkins. She hoped he wouldn't ignore her. "I arrived safely." was all she wrote.

Reia made her way off the train and returned the key to the clerk, smiling gently. The train station stood in the center of the city, so all of the light shone brightly. The city was still buzzing with life, and it was a very short walk to where she needed to go. She shoved her phone into her bag and began her walk. Within ten or so minutes, she was standing outside the huge wrought iron gates of Silvermoon Pier Guild. Being here brought back hundreds of memories. But she wasn't here for visiting this time. This time, she was here on strictly business, and the task was important. She walked through the gates and headed on into the building. The foyer was mostly empty but she managed to find her way to the reception area. A thin woman stood behind the desk, though this woman was much taller than Reia. She looked up from over the top of her glasses and then smiled. Her hair was braided into two dutch style braids, her glasses pink in contrast to the green strands falling down around the woman's face.

"Good morning, Reia. We've been expecting you. Your room is on the fourth floor, dorms quadrant. Good luck tomorrow!" she said, handing Reia a key. This key however was a card style one. You slid it into the thin lock of the door, and it would unlock with the right card. Reia had forgotten that the technology in the city was a bit more advanced than in Galia. She nodded a thank you to the receptionist, and made her way to the dorms. She unlocked the door once she reached it and stepped inside. The room was simple and minimalist. It would be the perfect place to prepare for the task. She placed her bag down near the chair, and changed once again into the pjs. She wanted to do some yoga and meditation before anything. Even though she wouldn't be sleeping, she technically still gained energy from doing those two things. She did a quick yoga routine, one to help her focus and relax. Then sat and thought of nothing for a while. After a bit, she crawled into bed and set an alarm for morning. She would be meeting with someone extremely interesting tomorrow. Or so that's what it seemed from what was written in her folder. Reia then let herself drift off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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Just as Reia was about to step onto the train again to leave, she turned her head, hearing shouting. She saw Welkins running at full speed towards her and her eyes widened slightly. What in the heck was he doing? She was sure she hadn't forgotten anything, and her mind went through an imaginary check list. Her brows furrowed and he spoke to her, out of breath. "Reia I can't let you go without telling you this." He coughed a little then stood up straight. "I'm in love with you. I don't know why and I don't know how, but I'm in love with you. I know it's only been a few days, but It's just how I feel. I've never felt this strongly about anyone before."

Reia shifted her attention from Welkins to the big station clock and saw the train would be leaving literally within a couple of minutes. She wasn't sure what to say. She just met this guy. Yes he was sweet, and yes they went on a date. But that doesn't mean she was in love with him. She didn't know anything about him, if she was honest. She tried her best not to sound rude. There was a pressure on her shoulders now that there wasn't before. She liked him, but she definitely wasn't in love with him. She knew that for sure. Reaching out, Reia grabbed Welkins hands gently and began to speak, her words coming out fast but still understandable, "Welkins... I really need to go. And I'm sorry. I don't mean to sound rude. But you can't love somebody you just met..." She looked at him and then winced inwardly. "I'm really sorry. We will talk more when I'm back..." And with that she began to turn to take the step onto the train. She could feel annoyed stares from people on board who were wanting to leave. The station clock chimed and steam puffed up from the small stack at the front of the train.