Chapter 2- Prologue -The Awakenings of the Magical Realm
July 31st, 1980 –
Gringotts, Diagon Alley
London, England
Deep within the bowels of Gringotts laid an ancient, powerful and most sought after vault. A vault so powerful that to get within it you needed the help of the elusive High King of Gringotts; who, for many centuries now had not been seen by human or non-goblin eyes.
In front of the vaults massive silver doors a high wind and tornado swept and brushed away the dust, cobwebs and shined the door up as if it was brand new. A light seemed to project from it.
On the top floor of Gringotts, the director of the England branch of Gringotts received, what was to be in a blink of an eye, a parchment. On the parchment was a code that he had been taught and drilled into his mind. The parchment detailed the reactivation of the secret vault.
With due hast, he made the announcement through Gringotts telling everyone that Gringotts was having a temporary shut down and that all non-personnel had to evacuate the premises or else be ejected by the wards.
As if from nowhere the goblin army sprang to action and started evacuating all of the wizards, witches and young. The prominent building of Gringotts was preparing for the complete and totally sealing of its building.
A sealing of Gringotts had not happened for centuries not after the disbandment of the 90th Council of Magic.
With lightning fast reflexes, Director Diamond pushed the button on his desk which would send an urgent summons to High King Gringotts. Manager Diamond knowing what was to come shouted to all goblin personnel to prepare the high leveled meeting room for the King.
Knowing that the awakening of the secret vault was high priority and meant that the Alpha Wards were to be activated by Director Diamond and all the different Directors worldwide and would unleash the blocks on all the other Gringotts allowing the Beta Wards to awaken and rise by themselves
People watched with amazement as Gringotts lost its dingy look and began to glow. Windows, doors and all types of opening on the outside of the prominent bank seemed to vanish and the building became a solid white building with no way in or out. Or so the people on the streets thought; but, within the bank a portal opened allowing the most prominent and humble looking goblin to enter followed by the various Directors of Gringotts from across the world.
All of the goblins in the build bowed as they saw the goblin leading the Directors. With a thunderous voice that needed no magical amplification the leading goblin said "There is no need to bow to me. I am just a simple goblin like you. Get up and let us prepare and raise the Alpha Wards; which will raise and power the Beta Wards on all the rest of the Gringotts worldwide."
The mere mention of the Alpha Wards sent the goblins into high gear, cleaning a hallway that had not been used since the last sealing of Gringotts, lowering of the Alpha Wards and sealing of the Beta Wards.
Once the hallway was cleaned and glistening, the humble goblin and the Directors from around the world walked with Director Diamond to a door made entirely out of wood. The wood from whence the door was made of what was once one of the Trees of Magic. Only a set number of doors were made, one was given to each of the Rulers of the Magical Brethren.
The leading goblin, his royal highness High King Rupesh Gringotts, said a long incantation and as if by itself the door swung open. As each Director walked in they took their place around the Alpha Stone which had been put in that Gringotts being that the England Gringotts was the first and oldest branch of them all.
As each Director took their place they each took a ring out off of their necks that hung with honor. King Gringotts looked around and told his beloved Directors, "The ancient Vault of Gringotts has awakened and revealed itself. We must prepare for the return of The High King of Magic. Every one of us has heard the stories but I, I am the only one here who had a chance to see the kindness, purity and humbleness our Lord projected before his death. Now, his many great grandson has been born as predicted and the Magical Realm is in for a shocking surprise. Now with great joy and happiness, I instruct each of you to put on your ring and insert it into the pew in front of you. Then together we must turn our rings clockwise raising the Alpha Ward here on the first Gringotts and the Beta Ward on all the others."
With great pride each goblin put the ring on their finger and laid it in the crevice provided for it in the pew. After ever goblin had inserted the ring. Simultaneously each goblin turned the ring clockwise sending a magical pulse from the room through all of Gringotts and the world.
As the people around the world watched in amazement as the Gringotts that they were standing before began to glow a bright white light and change. They began to see banners appear out of nowhere. Gargoyles appear at the top of the banks as if there to watch and judge. The once wooden doors turned into golden doors, the clear windows started to change and depict pictures of royal people.
As the changes were finishing up at all the Gringotts. All the goblins filed out of the room and began to head towards the portal so that they may return to their specific branches of the bank and begin to implement audits of all their accounts.
Each account would be audited and made sure that they didn't have stuff that belonged to other customers. Each vault was to be checked and secured making sure that all hereditary items were in their proper vaults and not in others. Every item belonging to all the families would be recalled to within the vaults assuring that everyone would receive their items back.
Many of the wizards today were only using vaults that had been provided to their families after the Ancient Heads of House closed the Ancient Family Vaults for the time being.
As time progressed all families had forgotten of the ancient vaults and now would begin the hardest part, the audits of all vaults within the Gringotts' worldwide.
As the king left, being the last one to leave, he turned to Director Diamond and told him. "It may be years before he appears but be prepared to answer any and all questions he may ask. Also never forget that I, dear friend, am thankful for all these centuries of friendship that you have provided. For now, as I have told all the Directors, run Gringotts as if nothing happened. The official story will be that we were upgrading and doing maintenance on our wards. Make sure to keep them happy. Take care, Raji Diamond."
As the King stepped into the portal, Gringotts glowed once more and the portal shut down. All of the doors reopened and every goblin was at his/her post as if nothing had happened. When asked they all answered the same thing upgrade and maintenance of the wards was all that had happened.
Castle of Drakulya
Transylvania, Romania
Deep within the forest of Transylvania, lay a castle as dark as night made of black stone. Within the castle lay an ancient being that had once upon a time had been considered one of the vicious and evil people. Many people didn't understand that the description could be deceiving.
The High Lord of the Immortals, as the vampires like to be called, had only done what he needed to, to keep his subjects protected away from the insanity of the inquisition that had almost extinguished the Immortals around the world.
The vampire culture was one rich with culture, rules and history. Many of the vampires on the ruling council were once heralded as important people in the mortal realm without ever being caught as children of the night.
For in the rays of the sun they did not turn to dust as many myths implied. In the suns all vampires would glow and eerie glow of power many would even glisten like jewels in the sun. Some vampires even tanned in the summer just to diminish the glow of their skin a bit or have it attributed to the tan.
The leader of them all was a wise and old Immortal, thought to be the oldest; but, no one truly knew his age or that of his beloved wife. It would seem that they just appeared at the turn of the 1st century and took over the ruling of the Immortal Realm. They were fair, ruthless, loving, compassionate and above all humble.
They never wore jewels or clothes that were extravagant; they wore only the rings that were created by themselves and the council of Immortals to show that they were the rule makers/enforcers.
Any Immortal caught breaking the sacred rules such as the turning of a person into an Immortal without their consent was high treason against the laws of the realm and as the law dictated the person caught would be tortured day after day for eternity for breaking the scared laws.
Many of the mortals, magical or non-magical, thought that they were evil creatures who just killed for blood lust; however, that was far from the case.
At the 25th birthday of each Immortal, they were taken to the Immortal's Alchemist and taught to create a Blood Jewel. A blood jewel was used to store energy and to help expand their need for blood. So as the jewel aged the less blood they needed. The jewel also protected its creator from harm or being seen as anything other than mortal. It would put an illusion of aging on the person and then the jewel would make the Immortal look dead to any and all forms of life detection.
On July 31st, 1980 the Immortal leader received a magical pulse that he had been waiting for. His most sovereign lord had appeared after years of the families disappearance. Awaking and rushing with the grace of an Immortal, the lord summoned his wife and the council.
He told them that they must prepare the sovereign ring for the upcoming High Lord of Magic. The ring would be created using the blood of the Ruling Patriarch and Matriarch and of all of the council. This ring would show their loyalty and oath to uphold the ancient laws of magic once more once the High Lord took his place on the Council of Magic.
It would be years before the sovereign ring could be formed into one but they prepared for the brethren to each add their own stone to the ring each one would be different from the first and from the others.
Now the Ruling Family prepared for what would be their slumber till his High Lord call them forward. They would sleep and rejuvenate themselves in preparation for what was to come.
So with one final message to their beloved Immortal family telling them that they left the council in charge until it was time for them to be awaked. They entered their chambers, sealed the door leaving only a stone which would awaken them when the High Lord came into the knowledge of his heritage and they slipped into their bed to sleep.
Valley of Phoenician
Mount Everest
High on Mount Everest lay a valley known to all as the mythical Phoenician Valley. Here lived the oldest of all magical creatures from the mightiest of Phoenix, to the Darkest Basilisk, to the most graceful High Elves to the darkest Fay.
Here they lived in harmony knowing that there was no reason to war. They each had a ruler on the council of Phoenician.
In the individual caves of the valley:
The oldest dragon, one of the mighty Elemental Dragons, guardian of the High Lord of Magic's Castle was there roaring to announce the return of their beloved Lord's return. Began to send a message to all of the draconian around the world to prepare themselves to return home.
The oldest phoenix, one of the mighty Rainbow Phoenicians, advisor/friend of the last Ruler and royal messengers to all of the light brethren and creatures began to sing. Singing the song of return so that all the phoenixes could hear whether they were in the valley or not. The phoenix avian all heard the song and knew that they must maintain silence until it was time for all of them to once again fly the world free from worry of being hunted.
Upon getting the magical announcement, the oldest and most deadly Basilisk began to spread the news by sending out her faithful messengers to the rest of the basilisks and serpents. Telling them to prepare for the coming of once again traveling around the world free of fear of being attacked or killed. She told them to be patient and to wait as they had always had.
Next to the basilisks caves live the oldest and most feared shadow phoenix. They too sang their song of returned. They had also been with their light cousins' on the side of the last Ruler of Magic, being the royal messengers to all the dark brethren and creatures.
What all these creatures had in common was their happiness of finally returning home to the caves, mountains, volcanoes that surrounded the Castle of the Royal King of Magic.
There they could finally be at peace and know that each of them was protected and could travel through air, earth, water and even fires.
In the valley beneath the dragons and phoenixes caves, the High Elves felt the announcement of the return of the Royal Heir. They began training their mighty soldiers to take their place in the army of the High King and calling the Record Keepers to begin binding the ancient writings and historical documentation of the magical realm.
In the valley beneath the basilisks and dark phoenix caves, the Fay or Dark Elves felt too the announcement and began training all of their mighty spies to return and join their cousins serving the High King. They sounded the horns of knowledge and told all of their scribes to return to the hall of Records and begin their side of the binding of ancient writings and historical documentation.
After each resident finished their calls/announcement to the side of magic they served, they began to gather all the feathers, scales, eggs shells and began to meet with each other's counterpart.
Each side decided to guard the most precious thing in the valley they had. The halls of Records, where magic sent records of birth, deaths, wars, peace, fortunes and most of all where the tapestry of Royalty remained guarded and protected to not be seen by no one but its heir and owner.
Scotland
July 31st, 1980
Merlin watched the past, present and future of his heirs and knew that the time was coming. Were he, the Ancient Guardian of Magic would return to the world and turn it upside down with his revelations.
He cried as he saw the birth of his newest family member, yearning to be there and hold the precious child that had been born. He wept as he saw the struggles his precious prince would have to deal with until he was released from his cursed imprisonment.
He celebrated with his family through the mirror uttering his blessings and prayers to the new born child. Knowing that the rest of the magical realm had been informed the moment the child had been born.
He too began his preparations by binding all of the prophecies he had uttered while imprisoned there.
He also summoned the ancient journals of his beloved children. The four of them had once been so happy together that they created the most beautiful castle of education. Then separately each had founded one building of education by themselves.
The journals were to teach their heir what they thought was important of their part of magic. Each of the founders favored one type of magic be it potions, transfiguration, dark arts, herbology, charms, runes, arithmacy and many in between or mixed together.
Knowing what was to come and that death was around the corner for his family. He began to take photographs so that the young child would have memories and photographs of his family. He also used his magic to create and exact replica of the family portrait that hung above the fireplace in Godric Hollows cottage. Making sure to add more magic than necessary to allow the souls of the soon to be departed to come in and infuse with the portrait and also allow the subjects to age appropriately.
Finally on October 29th, 1981 the portrait had been finished ready for what was about to happen. He wouldn't be able to interfere or stop the deaths of their mortal bodies but he could summon their souls into the portrait and allow them to live in the portrait forever and allowing them to talk to their son when time came for him to finally be free of the hill.
Until that time of his release they too would have to watch their sons life through the magical mirror that he had created the first year of his imprisonment.
All Hallows Eve, the most powerful of all wizardry/wiccan holidays. Merlin watched as the self proclaimed Dark Lord killed his many times great grandson-in-law. After the blow he began to chant and summon James' soul through the mirror and putting him into his portrait body. After finishing with James and putting him to sleep so he could recuperate from the shock.
He watched as the Dark Lord headed up the stairs towards his beloved granddaughter. He cried as he listened to her pleas to spare her child. His heart broke as he watched the infamous Killing Curse hit her providing the sacrifice needed to protect the child
Once again he did the same steps he had done with James. He watched as the curse hit young Harold and rebounded towards the selfish/egotistical Dark Lord stopping him temporarily.
Watched as the groundskeeper took and handed the child to Albus.
Watched as Albus left the child on the doorstep of what was to be the coldest hearted of people's home and saw how the years went for Harold.
A month after the act he awoke the portrait and explained everything to them. Together, him and the portrait, watched Harold's struggles and his courageous nature. They cheered for him as he became stronger and chided him when he became intolerant of certain things.
Each of the people in the hill prepared for the summer of 1995 when they would finally be reunited.
