The Tale of the Dark Angel
I was born in the Realm of Cosrin. My mother had died in childbirth and thus I was born. To this Day I wish I was never born so she would be alive even if I wasn't here to enjoy her company. My Father was a Brave Warrior, a Wealthy Man indeed. He loved to Lavish I and my Sisters in Jewels and Such, I took a particular liking to rubies, which you will see how far my obsession went later on.
My Father left us one day under watch of my Hawk of a Grandmother. She never Allowed me to Travel into the woods as I did with my Father and I hated her for it. I would always roam the woods at night, and alas, one fateful night I ran across a pack of very hungry wolves. I stopped dead in my tracks, the wolves snapping at me and backing me up against a tree. One wolf Leaped and Tackled me, Knocking all Breath and Consciousness from my body. That's all I remember of that.
When I awoke a man stood over me. He had hair the colour of starlight and skin the same. His eyes were Golden and Feral, he Reminded me Of the Wolf who had attacked me.
"Are You Alright, Rayna?" He asked softly, his voice comforting and somewhat worried.
"Im fine." I said, taking his hand as he helped me up off the ground. "But, How did You Know my Name?"
"I Just do, Dark Angel.." He said with a smile.
I was about to say something else when he kissed me.
"Who are You??" I whispered as he began to walk away, grabbing his hand.
"Know me as Angelus....Fare well, My Beauty." And with that he vanished.
I cried for what seemed like ages, placing my head in my hands and weeping until I could scarce breathe. When I looked up my Sister Madeliene stood over me.
"What happened?" She shouted and rushed to wrap her arms around me and try to comfort me.
"Love, little sister. Love." I whispered, wiping tears off my face. I discovered a ring on my finger, which I knew my father never had bought me. A Silver Ring with a Intricate Design of Roses, which were all, to my disbelief, shards of Ruby gems. The Green leaves were Emerald and when I removed the ring, under closer examination engraved inside was a the words 'For my Dark Angel'. I sighed and placed the ring back on my finger, and slowly walked back to our home.
The next Day, a Messenger came with News of our father's death. My sister's all cried, but I sat in my room, silent as anything. I wouldn't speak nor did I speak for days on end. I wouldn't eat and I was becoming sickly.
My grandmother, not knowing anything else to do, called my mother's sister. A Great Witch of The Inner Circle she came and tried to talk some sense into me.
"Rayna, You are going to Die if you don't eat."
"Don’t you Think I know that by now? So many people have yelled and screamed at me the same thing over and over again."
"Rayna." She Sighed. She truly looked stressed. "Where did you get that ring?"
I shifted my gaze to the floor, I would never speak to anyone of the wolves and Angelus.
"You don't have to tell me about the Wolves and Angelus. I already know."
I looked up at her, shocked. "How do you know?"
"You must learn to block your thoughts from others. "She said with a smile, and handed me a book. "I want you to read this. Decide then the path you will choose. You are going to Moorgate."
I read the book, It was a Book of Spells, Perhaps a Book of Shadows for all there was was stories of evil, and witchcraft. I begged my aunt to bring me more books. Books upon books covered my room ,inside them lay tales of ancient evil, witches, demons and dragons. The more I read the more I delved deeper into the darkness that was now my life.
"You are Ready my Childe. "She said one day as she entered my father's study which was now my study of demonic creatures and such of the like. "Rayna, You shall Prosper in Moorgate. I swear unto You. Follow the Path which you Think Suits you. And If anyone Ever does Evil unto you or yours..."She paused for a second. "Destroy them."
I nodded. My aunt had Showed me what magic did and created, she taught me how to control my mind, and to steal the energy of others. With that She gave me a hug, in tears, and set me on my way.
I went with my Sisters and several friends of my father to the City of Moorgate. Where my Sisters are and what has happened to them I do not know nor do I care.
I reached Moorgate, choosing the way of the Mage's, for it was the only was I could learn more magic. I soon met Kain, a Clan Leader of the Clan, Dark Flames. He told me that he had his eye on me for the Clan. A Few Months after that I met Vistilantus, the Clan Master of Dark Flames. I asked him and spoke to him if I could join. He cut my hand, placed my blood in a vial and handed it to me for safe-keeping and to remember my oath of loyalty to he and the Clan.
After many days of feelings empty inside, I chanced upon a Ruby ,the Bauble which I so love. I sighed, remember Angelus. Of my Own Doing, The Glowing Aura which was my Soul sinked into the jewel, the gem glowing a unearthly red colour and then only radiating slightly. I called Vistilantus immediately and gave the Gem for him to keep.
To This Day I do not know Exactly Why I gave Vistilantus the Gem. I Had Seen Angelus the Night before in Ashwood and he Had Denied me his Love. I will Never Love another.
Angelus had my Heart...Vistilantus has my Soul.
