Author note:
I'm personally surprised that Wednesday Addams wasn't considered to be a lead character in the Persona series.
Am I the only one who sees Nevermore Academy and the city of Jericho as a possible Inaba of America?
Maybe in the future I would exclusively do a Persona 4 X Wednesday story.
Maybe even Persona 4 X The Owl House.
I probably should have done three separate stories instead of one big project.
But I'm a person who loves complicated and complex things, so this story will be a Multi-Crossover.
The adventure will take place in Nevermore Academy, with Wednesday Addams as one of the three main characters.
But there will be characters and elements from The Owl House, Fate Stay Night, Persona 3, Persona 4, Persona 5, Devil Survivor.
There will probably be hints and borrowings from The Dresden Files, Devil May Cry, Trinity Seven.
PS. This story is also published in Archive of Our Own.
Pss. This story is part of a series of stories: Chronicles of the Celestial House, consisting of (currently) five volumes, including this story.
● The Celestial House - The Beginning: The Hero, The Witch and The Owl
● The Next House - Boiling Isles: Monsters, Magic and Mysteries
● The Calamity House - Amphibia: Saints, Witches, Demons
● The Mystery House - Gravity Falls: Titans, Calamity and Twins
● The Outcasts House - Nevermore Academy: Assassins, Wednesday and Occult Gang
Reading the previous volumes is recommended, but not necessary to enjoy the story.
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Story title: The Outcasts House - Mementos: Assassins, Wednesday and Occult Gang
Synopsis: When the world is in danger of falling into ruin, a certain Gray Prophet and a Velvet Butterfly decide to take action.
Thanks to a butterfly, the two old friends, Morticia Addams and Eda Clawthorne, have decided to send their children to Nevermore Academy.
A very risky move.
Jericho is no longer a quiet resort. Strange and inexplicable events afflict the town and the school.
The three Wild Cards of this crucial deadly game are:
Wednesday Addams, a cynical girl sharpened by visions; she is connected in mysterious ways to the school's past and to the creatures of the night.
Bruce Belmont, a paranormal investigator with an inauspicious legacy and a dark fate; tied to an enigmatic tower and the awakening of ancient demons.
Luz Noceda, a smiling young witch, with a big heart and a great responsibility; uncover the truth and prevent you friends of hers from falling into darkness.
The future is uncertain. But we can be sure of one thing, there will be: Werewolves, Vampires, Demons, Criminals, Thieves, Assassins, Fires, Explosions, Battles, Love, Hate, Magic, Curses, Mysteries and a bunch of Shadows and a gang of teenagers possessing in person.
This year will be full of surprises for everyone, especially for those who decide to join the Occult Gang and witness the journey of this trio.
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Story Arc: Welcome to a Nevermore
Episode 1: The effect of the Velvet Butterfly (I)
Prologue: Morticia Addams and Eda Clawthorne, the Mothers of the Wild Cards
Alternative title: The Gray Prophet meets the Velvet Butterfly
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POV Narrator
What humans believe to be the Self is only the very highest level of our consciousness, the very tip of the Iceberg.
Beneath that lies the Subconscious, the parts of ourselves that we either do not or cannot consciously acknowledge.
However, beneath even that is something even greater the Sea of Souls, the Great Collective Unconscious from which all humans are born and to which all humans return.
This Collective Unconscious shapes human lives from birth to death, and in turn, human lives shape it, each life casting ripples through the Collective Unconscious.
Sometimes, however, something goes wrong.
The greatest part of humanity, the Subconscious, yearns for things which the Conscious Mind would never acknowledge, and these ripples turn the tranquil Sea into a storm.
When that happens, the World splits, dividing itself into the Real World, the world that humans know, and a second world, beneath the surface the Shadow World.
In the Shadow World, human inner desires manifest, taking the form of monstrous creatures seeking to bring about humanity's goals in their own twisted ways.
If these storms are not calmed, and the Shadows are left to their own devices, then they will continue to wreak an indirect havoc on the Real World, until, in the end, Humanity becomes prey to its own darkest desires, the peace of death , the mindless haze of eternal fog, the annihilation of the world so that it may be reborn into the "Promised Land," or something else entirely.
However, humanity is not without its protectors.
Those with strong enough wills, who can face down their own subconscious urges and refuse to give in to these basic instincts, may gain the power to quell these storms.
Calling upon all those voices in the Sea of Souls who have guided the course of humanity rather than be guided by it, they gain the power to forge their own path the Persona.
With this power, they may enter into the heart of the Shadow World, track down the source of the disturbance, and lay it to rest, calming the storm and returning the Collective Unconscious to balance.
This is the story of three people who will gain the power of the Wild Card and change everyone's fate.
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In a black room adorned with a large number of clocks, appears a young man of about twenty wearing a faded gray jacket with dark white cuffs, silver buttons, black trousers and strapped leather boots, and a gray-purple scarf.
He also wears a hood, which is part of the tunic, with which he covers his face as well as his hair, but his mouth and nose are visible, albeit barely.
In his hands he holds a large book with an important and extravagant look.
The cover of the book is covered with engravings resembling gears and clocks, at the top is the title of the book: "The Outcasts House - Mementos: Assassins, Wednesday and Occult Gang"
He smirked before removing his hood, revealing his black hair slicked back and his gray eyes.
The gray-clad Prophet looks up to an invisible audience that only he is able to perceive and interact with.
"Greetings, dear readers, I am Woz, the scribe and chronicler of the greatest Demon King history will know." Woz proudly declares, opening the book and reading the first page.
"According to this book, humanity is in danger of being wiped off the face of the earth.
A series of threats beyond the comprehension of ordinary people will come upon the Earth, spelling the end for the world we all know." Woz declares, in a grim tone, lowering his head in defeat.
Suddenly a spotlight came on, illuminating a darkened section of Woz's room, displaying a giant clock.
The clock is so large and complex that it covers the entire wall. As if its place were in a clock tower, not on a wall.
This watch is made up of a massive number of gears, equipped with enough hands to count seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks and the year.
This item possesses three unique characteristics.
One, the clock is decorated with 12 Roman numerals, inscribed on plaques that are inserted into various places on the clock that correspond to a specific date.
Two, around the bezel of the watch are five pitch black pentagon-shaped jewels, each with indecipherable names written on them in an unknown language.
Three, located in the center of the watch is a golden globe that appears to be "unlit".
"Once the clock has started its countdown. There is only one year left to live for all of us. That is the prophecy written in my book." Said Woz, reciting the words inscribed in the book of him who never got a single prediction wrong.
This may be one of the worst prophecies Woz will ever utter in years.
"The world will fall into ruin unless the Velvet Room answers my call and decides to go all out." Woz said, a smirk playing on his lips, looking up from his book.
"The only ones who can stop the apocalypse are: a cynical reaper, a rebel demon and a good witch!" Shouts to the loud-mouthed Woz, holding up the book of prophecies, displaying a group portrait of the three "chosen ones".
" Wednesday Addams, Bruce Belmont, Luz Noceda. They are the ones who wear the mantles of Death, Rebellion and Truth !
They are the only ones capable of discovering the secrets of Nevermore Academy and repelling the threat that lurks within Jericho!" Proclaims the gray-clad Prophet, with a tone full of conviction and unshakeable fervor.
Woz's words somehow managed to reach their intended target.
Because a velvet-colored light hit Woz's clock room.
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When the blinding light was extinguished, the gray-clad Prophet found himself in a room with blue velvet carpeting and curtains lining the walls.
In this place there is a piano, a microphone that resides on a stage in the center of the room and an office desk.
Seated behind the desk is a man in his thirties.
Her hair is black in color and long, tied back in a single ponytail.
His clothes consist of a black turtleneck and a pair of black trousers fastened with a belt, along with a pair of black dress shoes.
The most iconic treatise of this person is the fact that he wears a carnival mask.
His mask has an image of a purple butterfly wing on the right side of his face and the eyeholes do not show his pupils.
"I am Philemon, a dweller in the rift between consciousness and unconsciousness of all souls." Said the masked man, introducing himself to his gray-clad guest.
"I am Woz, a humble prophet and chronicler of a boy who will become the greatest of all Kings in history." Woz said, returning the host's good manners to him.
"Mr. Woz, your words have reached the Velvet Room, something few can hope to accomplish." Philemon said, in a cordial tone, motioning his guest to sit down.
The gray-clad Prophet sat down in a comfortable chair, positioned in front of Philemon's desk.
"For the sake of my Waga Maou, I am willing to travel to the ends of the world and be heard by anyone." Woz said, keeping his gaze fixed on Philemon, ready to do anything to help his Waga Maou achieve his destiny.
Even if that means assaulting the master of this place that exists in a domain of his own creation.
"It is rare to find such a dedicated to a single person." Philemon comments, finding the prophet's kind of dedication impressive.
Nowadays, one rarely sees a person willing to attract the attention of beings living outside the physical world, for the sake of a single person.
" Philemon, we can stop wasting time with pleasantries and get straight to the point." Declares Woz, not wanting to waste time on these unimportant ones, especially when there are so many tasks to accomplish for his Waga Maou's sake.
"In little more than a year the world will fall into ruin and mankind will be annihilated." Woz declares, placing his book of prophecies on the desk, displaying the contents of the apocalypse.
Philemon took a quick look through the dark omen, keeping his demeanor calm and friendly.
" I understand your concern and why you have been trying to contact me.
But you didn't have to, the Velvet Room has already found the right candidates to prevent the ruin of the world." Philemon said, wanting to allay the fears of his guest who has only come here to warn him of the impending disaster.
The purpose of the Velvet Room and its members is to find the right person and assist them in their endeavors, leading to a happy ending for all.
" Whoever you choose can handle today's threat. But they can't do anything about what comes in the future." Woz said, turning the page of his book of prophecies, showing future threats to humanity, each worse than the last.
Philemon's calm look shattered for a second at the sight of the book's contents.
"Your notice will be a lifesaver. With the time we have, I could find the perfect contrast for Goetia and the Septentriones." Philemon said, planning to search all over the world for the right people to face the present and future threat.
"Your usual methods won't work this time. One person won't be enough, you have to radically change your method." Woz proposes, suggesting a radical change in the methodology of the Velvet Room.
" Let's hear your proposal." Philemon asked, really wanting to hear the plan of the gray-suited Prophet.
Woz zealously recounted his plan, talking about the risks and above all the rewards.
"Wednesday Addams, Bruce Belmont and Luz Noceda. Three Wild Cards in one place, fighting on the same front, an extreme option." Philemon said, considering Woz's proposal.
Never before has there been a need to gather more than a single person with Wild Card potential, especially if they are connected to each other by invisible and visible threads.
But the threats that are about to arrive one after the other require methods that are out of the ordinary
"Igor, he could handle Wednesday. I, personally, will lead young Luz. But your young king will be the really hard one to handle." Philemon murmurs, knowing full well that the one representing the Rebellion will be the hardest to handle.
" My Waga Maou will never accept being guided by a masked man or a long-nosed puppet." Woz said, crossing his arms, knowing his him Waga Maou to the point of saying that if he ever meets Philemon or Igor in a dream meeting ...
The most likely result will be a frozen nightmare ending in a decapitated head and the Velvet Room will need to be renamed to the Scarlet Room.
"We could not do without your young king. If we recruit girls, your king will follow them out of a sense of duty." Philemon proposes, preferring to take the hardest-to-predict factor out of the main equation.
" My Waga Maou plays a vital role in the events that will happen soon.
Nothing and nobody will be able to keep him in the background, once he sees the enemy he will go to fight him and win or die trying." Woz declares, clenching his fists, holding back uncivilized thoughts towards Philemon who thinks of putting his Waga Maou behind the stage .
"It means that Igor will have a kōhai, born only to handle your young king." Philemon said, having no choice but to treat Bruce with gloves and darts.
The Prophet and Philemon continued their meeting, preparing the means to gather the three "chosen ones" in the right place and start the events.
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In the last days of summer, in an unspecified area of New Jersey there is a gloomy villa adjacent to a cemetery and a swamp.
The Addams Family lives in this gloomy and gloomy Victorian-style 19th-century house.
A rather particular family, famous for their eccentric lifestyle.
At present, the matriarch of the family, Morticia Addams, is trying to solve a problem that has been troubling her for a long time.
Morticia is a beautiful woman who would hardly be said to be 42 years old.
Physically, Morticia is slim, with extremely pale skin and long straight flowing black hair.
She usually wears black hobbled clothes to match her hair, close fitting, with a fringe of octopus-like cloth "tentacles" at the bottom hem.
Putting the physical description aside.
The Addams Family Matriarch, she could say without a doubt that she's a terribly happy woman.
Morticia has managed to marry a good man, Gomez Addams; a passionate marriage that lasted nearly twenty years.
Living together with his love in an ancient nineteenth-century residence, haunted by spirits and creatures of all kinds.
Perfect love in a perfect love nest.
It was no surprise that under such circumstances, Morticia gave birth to two children who will bring misery and death to the world, especially the firstborn.
The 13-year-old son, Pugsley, from an early age shows an innate talent in medieval assault machines and the use of explosives of all forms.
Morticia is convinced that one day, Pugsley will create something worse than the A-Bomb, putting the Addamses' name in the history books once again.
Their almost 16-year-old daughter, Wednesday, is so talented and so intelligent that no one can keep up with them.
His black heart devoid of compassion, his sharp tongue and the ability to inflict extreme pain with minimal damage; make her a public danger to all who surround her.
Morticia cannot be more than proud to be the mother of two such amazing children.
In short, Morticia Addams is a terribly happy woman with no regrets about the decisions she's made in her life.
Unfortunately, a happy marriage, a nightmare house, and two nefarious children doesn't mean there's no problems.
Dealing with Wednesday has proved to be a long and arduous challenge for Morticia lately.
When her daughter was a mere child; Morticia had no problems with Wednesday, everything was fine between them.
But things inevitably change, sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse.
Starting on Wednesday's 10th birthday, her daughter has gotten too good at hurting and scaring her peers.
Morticia sometimes wonders why Wednesday hasn't been arrested and locked up in a children's institution/maximum security prison, like the slower Addams relatives.
In the past five years, Wednesday has been expelled from seven schools, the reason for expulsion becomes more and more serious and deadly.
With similar precedents and no change in Wednesday's attitude...
Morticia is pretty sure that Wednesday will get expelled from his current school.
The real question is when and how will he get himself expelled?
If her daughter's school situation wasn't enough to worry Morticia's love-rotten heart, Wednesday's social life is also a difficult problem to solve.
The Addams Family Matriarch is piqued to her core about her little crow's loneliness.
Not counting the members of the Addams Family, Wednesday does not have any kind of bond of friendship or complicity with his peers.
Morticia's rotten heart aches in unpleasant ways as Wednesday shuts himself away in his own little black-and-white world, sharpening his knives for anyone who tries to speak to him.
While such behavior is not such a strange thing in the Addams lineage, the entire Addams Family is full of strong personalities and hardly find friends/companions for their misdeeds.
But this has never been an obstacle for them, sooner or later an Addams can find his place in the world.
Many times they find it in an equally unique soul mate and/or a band of loyal accomplices who frequent their own rounds.
The problem is Wednesday Addams, the goth girl doesn't even try to find friends or accomplices, preferring to do her own thing, not appreciating anyone's assistance.
The very few people capable of surviving Wednesday's "hellos" don't receive an invitation to dinner or a proposal to go out without committing a crime.
Instead of this, Wednesday prefers to reward the brave with a "bullet" right in the head. If she miraculously keeps her breathing… then she Wednesday gets creative in implying that she wants to be alone.
Morticia has to admit that her daughter is starting to be too moody, even by Addams standards.
The matriarch of this eccentric family wants nothing but the best for her daughter.
Morticia wants to see Wednesday with his small gang and plan a bank robbery; see Wednesday find a reliable assistant/friend to bury the corpses of his enemies and provide them with an alibi.
Above all, Morticia wishes to attend the wedding of her crow one day, dressed in black as night, flanked by an accomplice for all her nefarious plans, until the electric chair separates them.
Simply put, Morticia wants her daughter to make friends, find the right person, and build her own family.
To help her daughter avoid the fate of becoming an outcast among outcasts, an almost impossible task for many.
Lately, Morticia has been talking to her husband, Gomez; on a rather drastic remedy, she sends Wednesday to Nevermore Academy.
Founded in 1791, Nevermore Academy is an academic institution that nurtures outcasts, freaks and monsters.
It's mission is to help each student master their extraordinary abilities through world-class academics and unique extracurriculars.
In that haunted place, Morticia met Gomez, the only love of her life, changing her dark life into a journey for two towards suffering and dark forces.
However, there are two obstacles that prevent Morticia from sending Wednesday to Nevermore Academy.
First of all, Nevermore Academy is located in Vermont, it takes almost eight hours by car to get there.
If Wednesday goes to Nevermore Academy she will have to live in the student dormitory and be away from her family for the entire school year.
Parting ways with their little crow is a heartbreaking thought for Morticia and Gomez, especially for Gomez.
Surely one day, Wednesday will take flight and show the world of the underworld and the dark arts, who's really boss.
Separation from your daughter is never easy, not even for Morticia and Gomez, especially Gomez.
The two parents do not want to be separated from Wednesday, their little crow; wanting to keep her in the family crypt as long as possible.
Second fact, Morticia isn't entirely convinced that Nevermore Academy is capable of handling Wednesday.
Time and time again, his little crow has shown that he has a great mind and a powerful personality.
This combination makes your daughter a struggle for mere teachers to handle that I can't keep up with an Addams.
Gomez proposed sending Thing to watch her, but a living hand at its limits.
"What should I do to help Wednesday?" Morticia murmurs, not knowing what would be best for her beloved daughter.
Keep her close to home and try to subtly help her or else send her to Nevermore Academy, hoping her old school can do what she can't.
In an alternate timeline, Morticia would have kept Wednesday at her current school, until there is some attempted murder with piranhas.
After that Morticia and Gomez would have no other card to play than Nevermore Academy.
But in this timeline things are very different. Morticia's deep doubts were heard by a velvet butterfly who decided to give him a little help.
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Morticia wanting to be alone to think of a solution to her problem, decided to go to the library.
'Wednesday, my little thundercloud. Why do you refuse to open your heart to anyone?' Morticia murmurs, feeling herself in a chair, placing one of hers on her forehead.
All Morticia wants is to see Wednesday be happy and not end up a hermit without emotions and contact with the outside world.
"If anyone hears me, give me a sign. I want to help my daughter, but I don't know how to do it." Morticia said, pleading, not knowing what to do with Wednesday anymore.
The Addams Family Matriarch wants something, anything, to prove to her little raven that she's meant to be alone in the world.
"Trying to find Wednesday's lost heart?"
Morticia being a woman with long experience in the moonlit world, was not terrified by the apparition of a disembodied voice.
Slowly rising from her chair, Morticia looks around for a demon or a fairy or a spirit.
"Then you must seek out the detective capable of finding and bringing to the surface Wednesday's heart."
Morticia found nothing inhuman in the library, but still managed to hear the second part of the message.
Once the voice stopped talking.
Morticia's eyes spotted a shimmering blue light dancing in front of a shelf filled with old books and newspaper articles.
Morticia being intrigued by the mysterious phenomenon taking place in her house, decided to approach slowly.
The blue light doesn't move, it just keeps dancing around the shelf.
Morticia once close enough, discovers that the source of the glow is a blue and white colored butterfly.
The velvet butterfly for an unknown reason shines like a small star.
The little creature landed on a specific book, the old school yearbook of Morticia's Nevermore Academy.
"Perhaps my answer lies in the past?" Morticia asks, reaching for her old yearbook.
When Morticia's fingers touched the book, the velvet butterfly flapped its wings; as if by magic Morticia's yearbook and some newspaper articles fell on the floor.
Upon impact, the book opened, revealing a photograph of the potions club, an extracurricular activity Morticia attended in her youth.
In addition, newspaper clippings from Boston homicide cases were scattered around the yearbook.
" I received my sign, but what exactly do you want to tell me." Morticia murmurs, leaning down to get a better look at the contents of the yearbook and the newspaper clippings.
On the yearbook page is a photograph of a teenage Morticia with an old friend, Eda Clawthorne.
' I haven't seen or heard from Mrs. Owl for almost a year.
The last time I spoke to her, she told me that she has become the adoptive mother of three children.' Thinks Morticia, remembering the latest news about her old friend.
Looking closely, Morticia notices that all the articles talk about strange cases of murder.
Each of these mysteries has been solved by a young investigator and his equally young assistant
This kind of news would have interested Pugsley or Wednesday.
Morticia has never been interested in solved homicides, where the killer is caught and tried for his crimes, preferring an unsolved crime and a killer on the loose.
The Addams Family Matriarch's trained eye has noticed something very important.
In a photograph in the newspaper is an image of the young detective and his mother, an adult version of Eda Clawthorne.
"I think I got the message. Maybe my old friend and her son can help me and Wednesday." Morticia said, gathering up the old yearbook and all the newspaper articles on the floor.
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Half an hour later.
Morticia pulled out her crystal ball, wanting to get some advice from her friend and a few things about the young detective she abducted.
Morticia's old friend is a wild witch, known by the nickname of Lady Owl, her real name is Eda Clawthorne.
"I hope I'm not disturbing, Eda, with this phone call. The last thing I want is to pass my problems on to someone else." Morticia murmurs, knowing some of her attention and energy on the crystal ball.
A process required to "write" the number and "send" a communication request to Eda's crystal ball.
If I remember correctly. Eda used to tell me that her oldest son, Bruce, is quite difficult characters to handle; just like my Wednesday.
Maybe I can get some good advice or a damn good solution to my problem." Morticia said, beginning to put a lot of her hopes into this conversation.
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Up in the state of Massachusetts, somewhere in Boston sits another concerned mother.
This mother sharpened by a parenting problem is Eda Clawthorne, with a rather colorful and above all morally questionable past.
A few years ago, Eda was a simple wild witch, with a magical portal that allows her to go to the Human Realm.
The use of such an artifact has been used for questionable amusements and "borrowing" human trinkets to sell on the Boiling Isles.
Nowadays, Eda lives in Boston, with her big messed up family, currently composed of 12 members, not counting honorary relatives.
Ed herself, with her three legally adopted brats: Bruce, Miyu and King.
Eda's future wife, Camila Noceda and her daughters: Zul, Luz and Vee.
Finally, Lilith Clawthorne, with her adopted son, Hunter and her two pupils, Illya and Chloe.
Three mothers and nine children, the perfect formula for creating one big messy family.
That's counting only the number of brats and the diverse personalities of their members, not counting the supernatural abilities and complicated pasts of most of the children.
There are nine brats in the Clawthorne-Noceda Family, three boys and six girls.
Practically 8/9 of the children have rather absurd origins, connected in some way to secret laboratories; Wars for the Holy Grail; complex age-old feuds between supernatural factions or unsolvable puzzles without a time machine and a portal to the multiverse.
[A brief description of the "children" began.
If you don't care, you can skip this part.
The protagonists will receive their description when they appear on stage]
Starting from the most normal brat to the most extravagant.
Luz (15, close to turning 16), is Camila's biological daughter.
A full-blooded human girl who met Bruce and Eda, ending up part of the moonlit world. For starters, she has to learn magic to become a great witch and participate in all sorts of supernatural adventures.
Zul (chronologically 12 months old, physically/mentally 17 years old) is an artificial half-blood demon, created in the laboratory by Bruce, using Luz's DNA.
Zul look like an older version of Luz, she was adopted by Camila, introducing her to the world as her granddaughter.
Vee (chronologically 16 months old, physically/mentally 16 years old) is a demon beast basilisk, created in a secret magical laboratory by Belos, an evil antagonist who has been dead for two years. Vee being a creature with the power to shapeshift and was introduced as Camila's long lost sister.
Hunter (age 16, close to turning 16) is the twentieth clone of Belos' late brother, produced for reasons not even Belos himself fully understood. This time it was Lilith's turn to adopt and care for a brat.
Illya (to put it simply 12 years old) is a homunculus, created by a family of German alchemists to serve as a container for the Holy Grail, the prize of a bloody magical ritual between seven Magus and seven Heroic Spirits.
Chloe (simply 12 years old) is Illya's "evil twin sister". In reality, Chloe's existence is a kind of magical accident/phenomenon that is more unique than rare.
Somehow Illya's programming as a recipient of the Holy Grail created a second personality, combined with a massive amount of magical energy and a Class Cards Archer core, gave birth to Chloe.
A kind of psychic/magical entity with a physical body that constantly needs magical energy to keep from disappearing.
Illya and Chloe have come under the guardianship of Lilith.
Telling about the three brats by Eda Clawthorne.
King (9 years old) is a baby Titan, the last of his kind. King is currently small enough to be confused with a small dog.
One day he will become a giant of continental proportions, capable of creating life itself and influencing magic like few beings.
Many residents of the Boiling Isles consider the Titans to be gods, so King's true race must be kept a secret to avoid mass hysteria and many other problems.
Miyu (12 years old) is a Magic Girl, from a parallel universe, where planet Earth is going through an atmospheric change, slowly leading humanity to extinction.
Miyu just like Illya is the fundamental nucleus for an equally bloody magical ritual like the Great War of the Holy Grail.
Miyu's previous family sent her to this world to start a new life, eventually being adopted by Eda.
Bruce (legally 16, close to turning 17), big brother with six younger sisters and two little brothers.
Bruce is the strongest, the smartest and above all the most messed up of this extended family.
An amnesiac who nearly two years ago was run over by Camila in Gravesfield, finding himself in hospital with no memories of his life, having only an encyclopedic knowledge of the supernatural in his head.
His past life is an unanswered mystery.
His parents are ghosts from here we don't even know the names, only the infamous lineage.
His ancestors are a mix of the greatest heroes and villains in the history of two worlds.
Its biology and full potential is a headache that no one can solve.
His species is a genetic puzzle, with 1/3 traces of human genes and 2/3 traces of genetics of many magical things, few of them nice or pleasant.
But one thing is for sure, Bruce is a natural magnet for supernatural threats, horrific murders and troubled witches.
So he decided to become an Occult Detective and get paid to solve these troubles.
[End of description of "children". Soon Eda will receive Morticia's phone call]
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Physically, Eda is a tall, slender woman in her forties, ivory skin, pointed ears, amber eyes.
Her thick white hair is pulled back into a rather wild ponytail.
Eda's smile shows a screwed-in gold tooth sticking out.
He wears a blood-red biker jacket, black T-shirt, black leather pants, and burgundy high-heeled boots.
Mrs. Owl half an hour finished unpacking the last of her junk.
The thick family vacation in Gravity Falls for the duration of the summer holidays was an experience ... unforgettable, with nice mix of dreamy and nightmarish moments.
Almost absurdly, the Clawthorne-Noceda Family is developing a habit of defeating an evil "god" every summer.
In short, as usual, the Clawthorne-Noceda family vacation started well and ended badly.
At least this time none of the children ended up stuck in another dimension for months and forced to lead a rebellion against a corrupt monarch.
For this afternoon, Eda is the only person in the house, everyone else has left the house to buy school supplies for the next school year.
Although when it comes to his eldest son, instead of buying pencil cases and notebooks, he walks around the city looking for information or rare materials for his experiments.
Trying not to think about the trouble her kids are currently up to.
Eda lies down in her nest in the literal sense. The title of Lady Owl isn't just for the stage, this witch possesses quite a few behavioral traits of an owl.
The wild witch closed her eyes for a moment, appreciating the tranquility of the moment.
' I wonder what will ruin this fleeting moment of peace, one of Bruce's children or girls.
Maybe for a novelty Camila or Lilith will have a little problem to solve?' Eda thinks, knowing that sooner or later something will happen erasing any memory of serenity.
For once the end of this moment, it wasn't brought about by one of the brats or one of Bruce's desperate acquaintances.
Eda's dusty old crystal ball is emitting a green glow at irregular intervals, a sign that someone is trying to communicate with her.
"Who's calling me?
Nowadays most people just call me." Eda said, in a curious tone, few people have her "old number" of the crystal ball.
With nothing else to do, Eda reaches out and grabs her crystal ball, answering the supernatural call.
The macabre face of Morticia Addams has appeared in the glass globe, smiling at the sight of Eda.
" Morticia I haven't seen you in how long ? Maybe a year ?
What does it matter, it's been a long time since our last chat." Eda said, saying goodbye to her old friend, having not heard from her since last summer, precisely when Bruce, Miyu and King officially became her children.
" Eda it's a pleasure to see that death hasn't yet taken you with its scythe." said Morticia, greeting the Owl Lady in her own way.
"I'm a tough witch, it's not that easy to get rid of me." Eda said, puffing out her chest proudly, loving to talk about her old reputation as a wild and anarchic witch.
This little pastime becomes increasingly rare, all due to Mother Owl's fledgling reputation that extends far and wide.
" Eda, this time I'm not calling you to remember the old days.
I'm calling you as a mother asking for advice." Morticia said, in a serious tone, implying the importance of this conversation.
"I don't think the day came when one person asked me for parenting advice. We live in interesting times." Eda murmurs, finding this request more surreal than an evil god in black fox-themed armor or invasions of robot frogs or the triangle-shaped dream demon.
Maybe for once the Addams Family can be the normal family, when compared to the Clawthorne-Noceda Family and their summer encounters with evil entities.
"You happened to have a fight with your daughter, Wednesday, that's her name, right?" Eda asks, hoping she hasn't misnamed her old friend's daughter.
If he had, Eda in his apology; Morticia possesses a rather unique style of naming.
" My raven behaves as usual, wherever he flies he leaves behind sadness and tears.
But she can't find a flock to flit around once the moon rises." Morticia has decided to be poetic when describing her daughter's moody demeanor.
Addams melodrama always finds new ways to be seen and heard.
" I have no experience when it comes to bad girls and antisocials.
All my girls have hearts of gold, especially my little owl, Luz.
His heart is probably made up of rainbows and sugar and fairytale stuff." Eda said, feeling a huge relief to deal with the wild whims of a goth or punk girl.
Mrs. Owl hasn't lost her irony. Back in the day, she herself was classed as a troubled girl and gave her mother hard days.
Now that she has become a mother, she prays that she doesn't have to go through the same ordeal that her parents went through.
' My brats are good and polite and kind. I don't have to worry about them doing my kind of juvenile bullshit, he has to fear what they will do because of their hero complex or obsession with mysteries.' Eda thinks, not knowing which is harder, dealing with future street thugs or future heroes who don't care about the risks.
"I don't envy your burden." Morticia replies, experiencing one of the very rare unpleasant thrills at the idea of seeing Wednesday dressed in pastel colors.
Morticia wishes Wednesday would have friends, not completely change her dark and brooding nature.
But if this were to give her friends and a happier future.
The Addams Family has never turned its back on its members, no matter how dark or colorful they've become.
"Girls are more or less manageable, most of the time, especially when they're limited to everyday problems.
When things get more extreme, they end up shutting me down as I can't die of a heart attack." Eda replies, placing a hand over her heart.
Mrs. Owl is pretty sure that one day she will have to take heart medicine, in order to be able to deal with all the antics of Luz and her sisters.
"The real headache begins and ends with my son, Bruce. Everything with him becomes an incredibly complicated story." Eda declares, grimacing, not liking badmouthing Bruce.
But to be fair, if there was an award for the world's most complicated/unpredictable/contradictory/bipolar son, Bruce could take the gold without breaking a sweat.
" I can assume that the two of us share the same problem." Morticia asks, managing to catch a glimpse of Eda's embittered gaze.
Morticia herself sees exactly the same look in the mirror, every time she ends up arguing with Wednesday.
"Bruce is not a bad boy. Quite the opposite, Bruce is too good at his job." Eda said, with a complicated expression.
Bruce's greatest strength is at the same time his greatest flaw.
" If he dedicates himself to his work with an unstoppable fervor and determination, nothing and no one can stop him once he accepts a contract.
I've lost the number of people who owe him their lives, especially pretty girls with supernatural powers." Eda said, with a clockwork note in her voice, not being able to fault Bruce for his dedication or the results he brings.
"But his own will to never give up, to continue even in the most dangerous environments, against opponents who shouldn't be underestimated.
It earned him a paranoid attitude, developing numerous petty foibles, and a degree of obsession with his magical/scientific research.
It's when things calm down, he begins to isolate himself from the rest of the world and lock himself up in his office and/or laboratory." Eda said, unable to classify her adopted son as an antagonist or a bent.
Bruce is just very passionate about his work, his art and his research. So dedicated and passionate that it becomes impossible to keep it quiet for more than a few hours.
Bruce literally can't sit still for more than four hours, he has to work on a complicated project or hunt down someone or something.
"I don't see anything wrong with that." Morticia comments, hearing only good things come out of Eda's mouth.
"My boy can be likened to a hellhound, with the tendencies of a dragon, the compulsions of a sphinx and the vitality of a hydra." Eda said, finding no better comparison to describe her incredibly complicated and complex son.
" A rather unusual combination of characters. But I still don't feel anything bad.
Hellhounds are the best hunting dogs in Hell; dragons are the pinnacle of Magical Beasts; sphinxes are extremely wise; the hydra is my favorite snake, she possesses deadly venom unique in the world and gifted with nightmarish healing abilities." Morticia said, with a small smile, seeing only the good side of these traits.
The Owl Lady knows the less noble traits of these creatures and how annoying it can be to treat a teenager with these behavioral characteristics.
Hellhounds will stop for nothing to pursue their prey, even if it costs an eye or a paw.
Dragons are incredibly territorial and avid collectors, if you enter their room and touch one of its precious trinkets, they unleash a fury comparable to a volcanic eruption.
The sphinxes are obsessed with riddles and mysteries, always using the most complex methods, even for the smallest problem. Plus once they start talking, they hardly stop.
The hydra are quite vengeful, once you do them wrong, one day you'll have to pay in blood or worse.
"Tell me about your daughter, Wednesday. I can't help you if I don't know the situation." Eda said, needing the full picture to be able to express an opinion.
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After almost two hours of chatting and discussing a large number of topics: children, family, cooking, life partners, places to visit on holidays and some spicy things ...
Morticia and Eda felt much more relieved and calm, talking about your problems with someone helps, especially when the listener really understands you.
" You asked me for advice. I say the public school can't stand up to your daughter, Wednesday.
It hasn't worked so far, seriously doubt it will work all of a sudden.
The Nevermore Academy may help you grow as an individual and broaden your horizons." Eda said, in a serious tone, crossing her arms.
After hearing numerous facts about Wednesday.
Mrs. Owl is completely sure that Morticia's daughter will sooner or later be expelled from her current school.
People with strong personalities aren't meant to be in ordinary public schools, especially if they're an Addams, even more so if that Addams is a girl like Wednesday
"It will be hard not to see my little crow in the morning and how he tries to put cyanide in Pugsley's breakfast.
But I only want the best for Wednesday, if that means sending her to Nevermore Academy, I'll do it with a heavy heart." Morticia replies, bittersweet, having to make a tough choice.
The Addams Family matriarch finally decided to send Wednesday to her old school.
All in the hope that Nevermore Academy will give him the opportunity to open his heart and make friends.
Surely a place like Nevermore Academy, there will be a boy or a girl who shares
the same interests as Wednesday or at least willing to dig graves for corpses in exchange for money.
At that moment, one of her brilliant ideas came into Eda's head.
The kind of idea that ultimately turns out to be either a masterful move or an unmatched disaster.
So far this type of ideas has led to three family vacations, where the children have ended up in other dimensions twice.
"If I remember correctly, didn't your old roommate become the principal of Nevermore Academy?" Eda asks, wanting to know if Morticia still has the right connections of hers.
"Yes, Larissa Weems is the Headmistress of Nevermore Academy. Why are you asking?" Morticia asks, to begin with she's intrigued.
Maybe luck is on the Addamses' side and they won't have to make any demands on the young detective's services.
"My Bruce doesn't have many ... conventional friends either." Eda said, having had to spend a few seconds choosing the most appropriate word.
"If we don't count the large family and the few witches who buzz around, without fear of being cursed.
All others who have received the title of "friend" are ghosts, demons, spirits of mythological/historical characters,
supernatural creatures or sentient magical artifacts.
If that wasn't enough my Bruce has a master-servant or contractor-and-contractor type relationship, with all his so-called friends." Eda said, not daring to go into the details of personal relationships between Bruce and his "Coven" or "Brigade of demons".
"Your boyfriend seemed to be quite an intriguing person." Morticia murmurs, with a mischievous grin, recalling some rather sadomasochistic moments with Gomez.
" The idea occurred to me that you, Morticia, as a friend of the principals, could find a place for Bruce.
Nevermore Academy could be the perfect place for Bruce to take a breather and make friends with living beings his own age." Mrs. Owl explains the reason for her sudden interest in Morticia's hookups.
The matriarch of the Addams family, blinked as she couldn't believe her ears.
Eda Clawthorne the anarchist who hates school, wants to send her adopted son to Nevermore Academy.
" I'm sure it would benefit your Wednesday too.
My boyfriend is an expert at coping with and coping with troubled, mentally and/or emotionally unstable girls.
Bruce also possesses a great passion for mysteries and murder scenes, the more gruesome and bizarre a murder scene, the better it is for his taste." Eda said, listing some of her son's most iconic traits.
"Your gloomy Wednesday can't kill or scare my Bruce.
I'm sure, if Wednesday does exactly as you say, Bruce will probably be attracted to her.
My son can't help but get close to mean girls, with behavior problems and violent tendencies.
At the end of the first semester, our lonely children will become friends or accomplices in a morally ambiguous act." Eda said, becoming more and more sure of her idea, wanting to help both antisocial teenagers.
If neither of them settles down at Nevermore, they will surely help each other.
After all, weirdos stick together, especially when trying to cover up a crime or uncover a conspiracy.
For a moment Morticia's eyes began to glow as if she were possessed by an evil entity.
The idea of sending Wednesday to Nevermore Academy had its own risks, Thing couldn't stop his crow from flying away.
But if Eda isn't exaggerating in the slightest, Bruce might be monstrous and insane enough to survive Wednesday and keep her from walking out of Nevermore Academy.
"Eda, I love your parenting conspiracy. I'll take care of the paperwork and transportation of the kids." Morticia said, having gained renewed faith in her plan.
"It is not necessary to take us directly to Jericho, we can afford the train tickets." Eda said, not wanting to burden her old friend.
"That won't be a problem, so I can get to know your son in person and see how capable he is of dealing with Wednesday." Morticia said, wanting to meet the so-called Bruce and ascertain his reliability.
"Be careful not to anger him, he hasn't been in a good mood lately and is learning more about the use of black magic and damned curses." Eda comments, warning Morticia.
If Bruce is not in the right frame of mind, new meetings can end quite badly.
" We'll talk soon. I wish you a troubled night." Morticia said, ending her supernatural "phone call" with Eda.
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The two mothers closed their crystal balls at the same time, unknowingly proceeding to utter the same words.
"Solution to Wednesday/Bruce's social problem has been found" Morticia and Eda said at the same time, in a relieved tone.
Both mothers believe they've found a place isolated enough not to attract trouble.
Most importantly, they have found a "playmate" strong enough not to be intimidated by the strong personality or unusual interests of crow/pup respect.
"Now how do I tell Wednesday/Bruce that he's going to college away from home and be with my old friend's daughter/son?" Morticia and Eda said at the same time, having found a new obstacle.
Keep on ...
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Updated: 12/24/2022