Ravens Flight

Walking through the door to the office she saw a ancient looking creature. Upon seeing this Raven made the assessment that these Things must run and Own this bank. She had nothing against that she just couldn't help but wonder what they were? What was their culture? So many questions, but she had no time so with a hand ready to quick draw she approached the desk of the one in front of her.

It was a simple desk paperwork littered it and there was a small plaque with the words 'Blood Scanner Director of the office of Inheritances.' looking at this she couldn't help but notice the difference of naming conventions. Being a huntress she was trained to be perceptive and a culture who has naming conventions that were as ...brutal as that has to have at least some roots in a warrior traditions.

"Greetings Director Blood Scanner" Started Raven announcing her presence to him "I am Raven Branwen and I would like to request a inheritance test." this caused him to raise an eyebrow.

"Is that so? And if I may ask why do you wish such?" his voice ground out like gravel being pounded into dust. "The short story director is that I was pulled from my home by a unknown force. Upon landing I found myself in a unfamiliar room surrounded by people. I managed to leverage it so that I could get answers and then escape. The people seemed quite insistent that I was from this society even though I had never heard of it before."

Raven stopped here to collect her thoughts on what had happened. The Director had been following her story and did not look pleased. "once I made my escape I came here as my information said that this is the centre of the societies financial world." This got a nod from the director.

"You would be correct in your assumptions. As for why you did not know about our world I can only assume that some one had abandoned you as a child. There could be a couple of reasons for this. You could have been a Bastard child born to a most ancient house and thus would have brought shame to them and they where trying to hide there …. mistakes. Or you could have been diagnosed as a squib." "squib?" Asked Raven in curiosity ignoring the first one as it was not unknown for it to happen in Atlas for the noble houses to abandon a unwanted child, or for a Faunus child to be abandoned.

"The term for a child born to a magical family that is unable to use the gift themselves." he explained. "now the test costs twenty galleons but since you were summoned I assume that you do not have money on you?" "no I do not, however I do have some knowledge that might interest you if the test turns up negative." Raven explained with a wicked smile.

The Director looked into her scarlet eyes as if gauging her honesty before he pulled out a sheet of parchment that had runes running around the edge as a water mark. " Fine but beware if we do not agree we will take it out of you in alternate payment." nodding to him he then indicated to her to drop three droplets of her blood onto the sheet.

Intricately curved writing weaved its way across the page as the magic did its work. She could feel the energy in the room, she could feel it running through her veins as if it was pulling on something ancient. After a few minutes the feeling in the air settled down. The director lifted the page and looked at it . Raising his eyebrow he glanced at Raven before grunting and then handing her the sheet.

Name: Raven Branwen (Formerly Potter Disowned due to suspected squib)

AGE:16 body (26 mind)

Mother: Lilly Potter nee Evans

Father: James Potter 'senior'

Siblings: James Potter 'Junior' (twin), Iris Potter (sister), Qrow Branwen (Brother)

Partner:Summer Rose

Offspring: Yang Branwen

Abilities: Space/time manipulation, Ice elemental, Parselmouth, Natural Occlumens, Raven animagus.

Titles: Matriarch of the Most ancient and royal house of Le Fay, Lady of house slytherin (in contention), Lady of house Peverel (in contention),Lady of house Potter (disowned, Reasons invalid)

Notes: Although the Disownment Reasons are invalid due to the head of house being the one doing the process this does not matter. Reason listed for disownment is that this member of the mainline family was a squib, their core was damaged by a dark curse cast by the most recent dark lord.

The core of this person is intact and healthy. The head ship of house slytherin is in contention as there is two heirs who speak parcel. Normally this would default to the elder but the Elder has committed acts against the spirit of the house, there fore the Headship has been put into stasis until the dispute between heirs has been resolved.

House Peverel is in dispute between two lines, the line of Cadmus and the line of ignotus, the house is in stasis till the dispute is resolved.

After reading the sheet Raven was not sure what to make of it. Apparently according to this parchment the little girl that she held at knife point was her little sister? She had been rejected due to her lack of an ability to use this 'magic'. It was with a growl that she looked up and handed the parchment back to the director.

"i take it that everything will be in order Director? Yes?" Raven inquired as she sat down getting ready to begin business. The director looked back at Raven with a Slasher grin "I do believe Lady Le fay that it is a genuine pleasure to meet you." and he started to chuckle.

Xxxxx

Landing on the ground hard Raven made a Oath to Never Ever use one of those hell spawned Port keys again. Not that she needed to hey portals allowed her access to almost anywhere in the world. So here she was in front of a Tower called Avalon. It was built on a Island that according to her knew account manager had been shielded from the world using ancient shields and barriers that are long forgotten.

With Raven being the new matriarch of Le fay she has the right of access to this place just as the Emrys and Pendragons have a right of access to some place called Camelot.

After depositing her excess equipment she decided she needed more information. Luckily she had a eidetic memory and she could remember the feel of the little girls signature. Tapping into her semblance she started to track down that girl, Iris, the one who was possibly her sister.

Upon locating the rough area she opened a small portal transformed into her shadow raven form and flew through. She seemed to be in a forest not far from a mansion. Apparently the girls family was well off. Raven decided to watch the girl for a while to see if she would drop any clues about what happened.

The little girl Iris was small, with long crimson hair that looked similar to Ravens own except for the colour. Where as Raven had crimson eyes this girl had emeralds. While Raven is a very perceptive person she had not payed much attention to little iris at the time of her arrival. Just enough to ensure that the girl was not a threat and then she had turned her attention else where.

Ravens contemplations were interrupted when out of nowhere the temperature plummeted. Raven was forced to remember times when she had been played with, used as a toy, Memories that she had forced herself to forget where being dragged back into the lime light. Memories that her love summer had helped her get over. She would never be Friendly to the male gender she knew that the majority where decent people she was just …. damaged.

Snapping out of the trance she was forced into she saw that the little girl was almost in a feint and there was two cloaked figures approaching her 'ohh hell no' Raven screamed in her head she dove off the branch in her raven form quickly building speed in a dive she then pulled up getting height to be above the figures and then transformed.

Raven was a master of swordsmanship not content with just one style so the fact that she was able to use Laido was not surprising. Falling to the ground after returning to her human form her blade was launched out of its sheath using compressed gas at speeds faster than the eye can see. It was with this one swift motion that the massive O'datchi Imbued with aura decapitated the two shrouded figures causing them to start to fade away into nothingness.