Updated 9/9/2021: Edited
The Beginning
Year – Unknown
Location – Unknown
We're being hunted.
My family, my sisters, we have lived here for generations and have never had a problem. Only letting man onto the island when we needed to bed them to continue our kind. Thanks to the Mind clan, they never remembered what they witnessed and participated in while on the island.
The Life clan always made sure we only gave birth to females, allowing us to keep our sisterhood alive. It didn't matter if I wasn't technically related to the other clans, they were still my sisters, and I still looked after them much the same.
All eleven clans looked up to me with hopes that I could protect them. The Time clans were always in charge, they were the ones that kept everyone safe, and now I fear it is too much to bear as I have seen our demise. Still, I know there will be some struggles among them, I know some will not want to leave our home, memories, and most importantly, our sacred alters.
All I can do is promise to each clan we, I, can try to find new sacred locations for each of them, allowing us all to rebuild our alters.
I fear it is too much for us all to cope with, and we might not make it.
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Year – Unknown
Location – Unknown
I feel like I have finally come up with a solution.
I think, no, I know I have come up with a way to keep my sisters safe. I just need to tell them, remind them why the Time clan was always in charge, and as much as I hate it, I will have to say to them about what I've seen, how the demise of us all and the destruction of our home.
At this moment, no actually, it was the moment I saw our demise that I hated the fact that I was born to the Time clan despite its advantages.
I need to tell them. I will tell them.
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Year – Unknown
Location – Unknown
I told them today. I told them what was going to happen to us if we stayed in our homes.
I knew they were afraid of losing their alters. Still, I promised them we would try to rebuild them after scouting out sacred locations, but I reminded them I just wanted to keep them all alive.
I wasn't surprised they had questions; I would have been annoyed if they didn't. It didn't matter if the Time clan was in charge. We all worked together as a more prominent clan helping one another to survive. We are sisters despite not all sharing blood.
I told them that I had heard of a fellow on the mainland that could help us integrate into their society, marry into their clans, and give birth to their children. He told me he and his associate could help us suppress our genes so we don't birth as many females as we currently do. I hate that our numbers will dwindle, potentially even die out, but we are strong and can survive this.
Not everyone was happy, especially once they heard that our numbers would dwindle.
The fellow said he could help us move and build our homes within the mainland. Still, for him to help us, I need to get eleven of us, one from each clan, to marry into each of their clans that he is choosing as their most trusted allies.
I hope this works.
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Year – Unknown
Location – Mainland [England]
It was a trap; I hate myself for letting my sisters fall into their hands, and we're being killed off as we speak while I'm trapped in this magically reinforced cage. I can't help them; I feel hopeless and defeated.
I just hope those married into the fellow's families will survive and that our magic and ways can continue.
I cast a piece of magic to hide my notes, allowing the next born member of the Time clan to access her magic early and then find my notes. Letting her in on the magic of our kind and find her sisters as I managed to find out what clans, or families, they will be married into.
I'm doing what I can to not let our kind die out. I'm doing what I've always tried to do.
Protect our kind.
I can hope it works, that we survive.
I just hope the memory of us survives. That the Elementals are strong and fierce, that our magic is unmatched by those around us.