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No More Miss Nice Girl
Chapter 16
The club contrasted greatly from morning hours to evening hours. The differences were so astounded it had caused the young Latino woman to stop and stare for a complete sixty seconds. In the evening it was loud, crazy, dark, and crammed packed with an atmosphere of raging hormones and careless fun. Now in the light of day it seemed placid with its eerie quietness and overall spotless appearance. Only less than a handful of people and one or two vampires were loitered around the amazing club, all keeping to them selves and nursing nothing stronger than a sarsaparilla. The atmosphere that was created was one of low-key and quietness.
Shaking herself out of her revere she let her dark eyes scan around, looking for the cause of her being there. She spotted her on the very top floor sitting at one of the circular tables looking something over. Swallowing her nerves she crossed the bare dance floor that would be packed to the limits come nightfall. Quickly walking, but not rushing, she walked up the staircases that would take her to Egwene Singvutomen.
Egwene Singvutomen was a queer and mysterious woman in her opinion. She was beautiful in her own way. From her long thick mane of dark hair to her large eyes that were the darkest hue of blue to her long face and sharp cheekbones, with an ageless touch to her that made it impossible to decipher a proper age. She wore a long dark blue velvet dress with bell sleeves and a dipping neck that showed the tops of her minimum breast with a silk shawl made from the darkest blue, and it was draped loosely around her thin form. She was a mixed collection of sophistication, lure, and mystery.
As she drew closer, Egwene looked up and a small smile graced her lips. She motioned for Kristi to sit in the chair across from her, before making a small hand motioned. The document she had been making observations about was gone. Kristi blinked at sudden disappearance. She drew up the conclusion that must by Egwene using her magic. In a graceful fluid motion Kristi arrived and seated herself across from the other woman. Ankles crossed and posture stiff she regarded Egwene Singvutomen with soft brown eyes.
"Wonderful that you could join me today." Came the thick Transylvanian accent that belonged to Egwene.
Wonder if she's really from Transylvania. Came her out-of-nowhere thought. "Really wasn't a problem."
Egwene inclined her head a little to the left. "I imagine you wish to get this over with as soon as possible." She stated bluntly. Kristi didn't say anything to it because after all she did want to get this over with as soon as possible. Egwene however just smiled and nodded her head slightly. Kristi supposed it was for Egwene's own purposes. "Let's begin then shall we."
Kristi sat back in her chair. "That'd be nice."
"Before life, before the creation it existed. It has always been here; there was just no one there to… shape it. The first person who came across it was a woman. This first encounter dates back to the very beginning of history. Her name was lost, but her story remains. She came from a tribe from deep within the forest of the Amazon, and not really understanding what it was she could posses and use to her will, the power overwhelmed her. She was unable to control it."
"What happened?" Kristi asked interested.
"Devastation is what happened." Egwene deadpanned. "Unable to control the power it destroyed both her people and herself in the most brutal of ways. You must understand Kristi that to power is not always good. Power can lead to horrible and catastrophic ways if not handled with care, and a strong will."
Kristi nodded. "Are there any more occurrences like that? And if she couldn't control it how did future generations learn?"
"Yes there are more occurrences such as the first one. They were very common during the first few centuries that followed. Though true during those centuries some had learned to wield it, but their knowledge and ability was weak. It was because of those few who learned to control it a little before their destruction that a noble woman, Elisa, was able to fully learn to wield it. It is not told of how she did, except she had been under the care of one who could before her. We believe her caretaker taught her a little, before she finally was overcome.
"The noble woman, Elisa, learned and indeed became powerful. After she learnt she gathered as many with the gift as possible. She taught them, and they became powerful. Then they were set free to look for others and to teach them. After that few were overwhelmed. As time passed, it was almost unheard of that any with the gift that could successfully use it would be corrupted by the power." Egwene explained.
"But what happened to Elisa?" Kristi asked.
Egwene sighed. "Her husband that she had just married and his advisor saw her wielding and using it one day. Branding her a witch they condemned her to death. They removed her tongue, so she couldn't chant spells and decapitated her before burning her body and burying her ashes. It was after that mournful event that caused such secrecy in our world to lock down. "
"But weren't the others with the gift angry about this, I mean she taught them?" Kristi asked shocked at what had befallen upon the woman.
"They sought revenge and Elisa's husband and advisor disappeared. Not a trace was found. A most curious occurrence it was."
"What'd they do to her them?"
"Something much to horrid and gory to be written down in their journals." Egwene explained. "All that was written in their journals was that everyone in their line to come would also feel their wraith for taking the most respected and loved among them. Even to this day Elisa is still the most loved and respected among us."
"Why?" Kristi asked. "I mean why was she so loved and respected? What made her so different from all the rest, minus the fact that she was the first successful witch of your kind? And why are you just now telling me that your people kept journals?"
Egwene raised both eyebrows. A small smile formed on her lips. "They only started to keep journals when Elisa became their leader. She thought it important for all generations to come to know of their past generations doings and trials. Their journals had been most helpful to us. We know more of what they had to face, and how their lives were and what they used their power for."
Kristi gave her a bewildered look. So this Elisa girl was so loved because she came up with the idea that they should create journals to tell their life story in? Kristi found this thought most perplexing. Maybe they loved her so much because she was their first leader. And since she was their first leader, who the hell is their leader now? Kristi licked her lips and gave Egwene a rather dubious look.
"So Elisa was so loved because she said they should keep journals? And who the hell is your leader now?" She voiced her thoughts.
"No Kristi." Egwene patiently told the young Latino woman. She was so full of questions. Questions she kept firing at Egwene one after the other, without giving her time to answer previous questions. It was good though, that Kristi had questions to ask and for her to answer. It showed to Egwene that Kristi truly was interested in her world, a world she was all to readily ready to share with Kristi.
"Elisa was very powerful in her years and very wise. She-"
"So that's why they loved her? Wouldn't someone else become more powerful then her seeing as how many years have past. I mean being wise and powerful isn't something to keep you at the top of 'She's-Our-Most-Beloved-Leader' list, surly someone else would have topped her by now." Kristi pointed at.
Egwene still the ever-patient mentor smiled and looked at Kristi with large wise eyes. "Kristi, if only you would let me finish."
Kristi gave Egwene a sheepish look. "Sorry."
"Tis perfectly alright. You are young and curious, it is to be expected that you act in the nature as you do. We all began like you, but are molded with time."
Kristi choose not to say anything, only sat there and blinked at Egwene. If Lily had been there she would have playfully said she was blinking like a brainless idiot, but seeing as she wasn't there no comment was inspired by Kristi's expression.
"Now to answer your question about Elisa." The older woman continued. She sighed. "Elisa was a noble, she belonged to a much feared family. No one really knows where Elisa and family dwelt, only that her family was one of the most fearfully respected ones. It is written that she was of extreme beauty with golden locks and fair skin, with a kindness and pureness to her that few ever had. Word of her beauty and kindness spread not only through her country, but through many countries."
"Kind of sounds like Helen of Troy." Kristi interrupted then sheepishly apologized for cutting her off.
"Helen of Troy? I suppose, except she was not Helen of Troy. She did not live for or believe in the Greek gods and goddesses. She-"
"Ok she wasn't Helen of Troy. Please continue and I'll try to shut up."
Egwene nodded. "Her power was also great. She was the first to ever bend the power to her will. She never once used it though to harm others, not even for the littlest of things. Everyone and thing in her eye was equal. It was said that she had a calming affect about her, an aura that drew people to her. Her pupils and those around her always came first."
"So she was all about the good and so on?" Kristi asked.
"Yes." Egwene said. "Just like now, there was evil. She opposed it and fought against it until her death. She had slain the Great Beast, saving her kind. It came with a price though. Her selfless act brought to her a wicked suitor that wanted her for himself."
"You're talking like you were there." Kristi said.
Egwene half sighed half chuckled. "Their journals were very detailed, and what I am telling you comes from both her journal and others around her."
"Ok before we continued, was she loved because of the Great Beast thing and the wicked suitor because that's kind of well…" Kristi let her sentence trail.
Egwene's eyebrows raised a slight bit. "My dear Kristi her tale is far from finished."
Kristi in turn sighed. "So why don't you just give me these journals and let me read them. I'm sure it would simpler." She suggested.
"It is against the code that was taken. The journals were created by the gifted one, they are to stay with the gifted ones." Egwene explained.
"I thought you said I was a gifted one?" She asked dumbfounded.
Egwene nodded. "You are. If you take the journals, those that are not of the gifted ones though will become aware of them. The texts within the journals are never to be seen by those outside of the circle. Ever since the fall of Bagaomon and the broken alliance and death of Elisa our circle has become closed off and secret from those not of us. Our doings and ways are not to be known by those that are not."
"You're apart of a secret society aren't you?" Kristi asked suspiciously.
"You could call it that." Egwene explained.
Kristi raised her eyebrows. "A Secret Society. Wonderful." Kristi muttered.
I'm going to stop here because my head is sort of killing me right now. First I would like to tell everyone how extremely sorry I am for having to make you guys wait so long for this chapter. School however, kept me from getting anything written. Now though, its summer so yay! And I'm not going anywhere for summer vacation so that should mean I have more time to write. If I start to slack off you guys have my full permission to bombard me with threatening reviews. Lol. Or personally email me. Or even get my address and write me a threatening letter… Not really sure if the last is possible but if it is you have my permission to do so. Lol. Secondly I hope this chapter wasn't just downright horrible. My head started to hurt and if it sucks sorry. However if it does and I have time, I'll go back and revise it. Kay? So I think that's it. But once again, so sorry that it has taken me so freaking long to update. Next chapter will probably be the continuation of Kristi and Egwene's conversation. Bye.
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