Disclaimer – All characters are not mine and belong to creators of pitch perfect. The Veela belong to J.K Rowling. I'm just playing around with them for my own twisted fun. Also I may have borrowed concepts from Star Trek too in the interest of full disclosure

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Chapter 1

The Veela are a race of semi-human, semi-magical humanoids reminiscent of the Sirens of Greek mythology. Little is known about their biology; they appear to be young, beautiful humans, usually tall and blond in appearance. Their looks and especially their song is magically seductive to almost all beings, particularly males, which causes them to perform strange actions in order to get nearer to them. Veela have a strong affinity to music and use song as both a lure and as a way to find their life partners, much like their distant cousins the sirens. The Veela are capable of low range telepathy and can supress their powers to go relatively unnoticed within the human populace.

Veelas are monogamous and will only take one partner throughout their lifetime, much like swans. Upon meeting their life partner Veelas will soul bond with them, this is a low level psychic link, which sustains the pair. If a bond mate is absent or dead the psychic link causes great suffering for the remaining partner. This will eventually lead to the death of the other bond mate. In cases of the abrupt and/or violent death of a bond mate this is usually nearly instantaneous for the other half. Veela are capable of bonding and breeding with humans, the results of which are half Veela. Half-breeds have diminished powers but still operate as a Veela, including the ability to soul bond.

- Sir Edmund Froist, On the Categorization of Non Human Creatures

The traveling performers, Durian Song Maesters (DSM) were temporarily camped on the peak of a grassy knoll on a bright sunny afternoon. They were resting before their entrance into the city later that day. The group was loosely spread out across the campsite, checking their instruments, practicing new material or chatting amongst themselves. Their horses were calmly grazing nearby the carts and carriages. The exception to this communal atmosphere was the group's leader.

Erste Sänger (First singer) Mina was seated at the foot of a tree some distance away from the group. She looked radiant in the dappled sunlight. Mina looked like a meditating angel resting on top of the hill.

Her eyes were closed and her face looked as if she was in deep thought. The warm afternoon breeze lifted her blond hair, gently playing with the luminescent tresses. As the minutes passed there was a diminishing sensation, as her hair darkened slightly and lost some of its more unearthly luster. Mina's bright skin dimmed and the slight aura around her became less.

She was looking deep into her mind, finding all the walls and safeguards she had prepared, checking them for any sign of weakness. Finding them to be undamaged, she started pulling all the silvery light in her mind, all which made her Veela, behind the walls she had built.

Once this was done, she reinforced the barriers and doubles the locks between that part of her, until all awareness of the other part of herself disappeared.

As she finished she couldn't help but feel a faint sense of hope that someday she could find someone she could truly share herself with. Her true bondmate, so that she could tear down all the walls until nothing ever needed to be hidden again.

But for now to keep herself safe from the attentions of the church, she has sealed her Veela self off as completely as she can and she felt –

Nothing.

She slowly breathed out as she opened her eyes with a grimace. Her face had a somewhat pinched look about her as if she was uncomfortable in her own skin.

Footsteps approached from behind her and she looked around with a slight frown. Pieter, her second singer, was walking towards her.

"All done?" he asked curiously

Mina grimaced again and stood up dusting herself off

"Ja, everything is repressed. It is all locked up tightly behind the mental wards. There wont be any slips mid performance like in Amarian." Mina grumbled

Pieter chuckled

"Leibling, Amarian was not a major problem for DSM. We just had more than our usual male stalkers after you. It's not your fault it slipped through. You had repressed for too long that time. You know you cannot hold back your heritage indefinitely." Pieter calmly placated her.

"It was too risky" Mina scowled "The Papacy could have discovered us so easily. I put us all in danger that night. All my mental walls were strengthened after that, but I still worry about it happening again. I will not risk the lives of DSM just to sing with a fraction of my full capabilities. The telepathy is shut down away too. There are rumors the Church is using sniffers to find non-humans." Mina finished with a worried frown

Pieter put a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"It is a long tour this time, since the town is so large. Promise me you'll leave at some point and open yourself back up. I know it hurts you to repress yourself for more than a few days. Take a morning and go up in the hills to sing and be free. It will do you a world of good and you never know, the right person might here it" He finished with a suggestive smile

Mina looked down

"Is there any point?" she asked bleakly "Most Veelas have already been drawn to their soul mates by this age. Perhaps I'm just a defective half breed" she sighed

Pieter shook her shoulder slightly

"Never give up Leibling," He said in a fierce voce "There's someone out there for you. You just haven't met them yet"

Mina looked up at him with a weak smile

"Ja, It just feels like sometime I'll always be alone. Sorry for being such a morose friend. Its just the repression getting to me"

She mustered a better smile

"Shall we get the group moving? We still need to make it into town to set up for tonight's performance." She said while moving out from under the tree

Pieter casually threw his arm round her shoulder

"What we do without you to organize us" he joked

"Slack off in the grass or spend all your time serenading beautiful women?" she shot back

Pieter cracked up laughing

"Ahh you wound me, I wouldn't spend ALL my time serenading. I would spend a good bit of time bedding my conquests" her replied with a comical eyebrow wiggle

Mina pushed him away with a giggle

"Ja, well I could start a revolt with my serenading" She replied sarcastically

Pieter hugged her round the shoulders again

"Well DSM is happy to have a beautiful half Veela with them, to entertain all the masses and make us plenty of money you understand" He said jokingly

Mina leaned her head on his shoulder

"Danka" she said quietly

The two of them slowly started to stroll back towards the rest of the group side by side.

Authors Note: Thanks you for reading and I hope you liked the new story idea. It has a fully fleshed out plot and I hope to update regularly. Any feedback welcome :)