Blue Kitsune: Ok it's taken me a lot longer than expected to update and had been trying to fix this chapter and hoping will be ok to everyone. Also I saw the Underworld: Rise of the Lycan a few weeks ago and have just two words to say. TOTALLY AWESOME! If anyone hasn't seen it you should. Read and Review, oh and if any want to beta for me, let me know.
Hermione: Blue Kitsune does not own Harry Potter or Underworld, just the idea for this story.
Chapter XXXIII
It didn't take Tanis long to decide he was ready to talk. A smart decision, Hermione thought and not a moment too soon. Everyone was already on edge and growing more restless as the hour went. The tension was so thick one could almost cut it with a knife. It was hard to relax in such a stiff atmosphere and some weren't holding up so well, especially for James and Sirius as it was driving them crazy. They found it was bad enough being put through this kind of agonizing torture, almost worse than taking their O.W.L.S but it seem that they weren't the only one who wasn't faring any better and Remus had his own little problem to deal with, his furry problem that is.
Remus had sense the wolf inside was getting anxious and thought the vampire to be very annoying. He knew was only a matter of time before Moony decides to make its' presence known and had to make sure to prevent that from happening. It proved to be quite difficult as Remus struggled to keep the beast at bay while his body seem to have a mind of its' own. His teeth becoming razor sharp and his nails extending out and feeling them dig into his palm as he clench his fists tightly to stop whatever Moony was trying to do. His eyes glowing amber and thought he might start sprouting fur if he didn't stop this now before it was too late. This did not go unnoticed by his two friends who saw what was going on with him. They knew how irritable Moony could be and if there's one thing they both learn, it was to never agitate a werewolf. But they never thought that Moony might be transforming even when his last change was a few weeks ago but guessing the wolf was getting aggravated himself and wanting to take matters into its' own hands or paws either way. They didn't want any more inconvenience while they were here, especially when everyone was reaching their limit.
They wish the historian would quit stalling and hurry up since they haven't got all night. If Tanis knew what was good for him and not have some sort of death wish going for him, he better get moving otherwise he'll be dealing with three aggravated wizards, one who was a werewolf and two very dangerous hybrids.
Hermione feeling this was getting them nowhere fast and wondering where was a bottle of Veritaserum when they needed one? Would've made things so much easier and be quick about it without having to beat around the bush like this. Too bad they didn't have any on them and should have thought of that before coming here. She supposes there was nothing else they could do and hope for no other further delays.
Now don't get her wrong, she should have suspect that not everything would go as plan, especially having the guys show up unexpectedly. Figures they would even when they hadn't told them about this and for good reason. It was one thing getting involved when there was obvious danger coming here but knowing the Marauders, they wouldn't miss out on this, not for all the galleons in the world.
She sighed, so much for letting her and Keller handle this. She was not sure how long it's been but needed to get moving if they wanted to hurry back to Hogwarts before someone notice they were missing and became aware of their absences. They could get into so much trouble if anyone found out and wonder how they could possibly explain it, especially to the headmaster. She doubt Dumbledore would be thrill to hear about their little excursion and probably end up having points deducted from their house and up to their ears in detentions.
They got this far and there was no way they were going back empty-handed after what they had to go through. Sure they had a few close calls and would be glad to get outta here once they got what they came for and leave in one piece. Of course this would have to remind secret among them and not breath a word of this to anyone. If someone were to ever come across this, Merlin knows how this might affect the future especially if it falls into the wrong hands. She remembers Professor McGonagall warning her about the danger of meddling with the past and how it could affect everything within their present period. She understood with every action has a consequence, even if it was for good intentions it could still bring a negative impact upon them.
She wasn't taking any chance and didn't plan to have the timeframe screwed should they make one slip up here. Thinking to leave it as it is and yet a part of her thought it was unfair to allow so many lives be ruin and let Voldemort rise to power even while she was here and could do something about it.
She hated being caught between doing what's right and keep the past intact or take a stand while there was still a chance and make a difference to save their future. She didn't want to imagine how it could make things any worse than it was if they did dare to make a difference here. They were stuck in this time and force to witness the events that were to come very soon. But something was nagging in the back of her mind that just seem to be there and trying to tell her something.
If she didn't know better she might think that this was suppose to happen which seem pretty far-fetched if she say so herself. The notion was absolutely ridiculous and yet the more she thought about it, everything that occurred was clicking slowly in her mind and try to piece together to see if there were any links. She had no idea how to explain it but it was as if some unknown forces had been controlling their every movement and were unaware of it as they went along. Everything seem to fall right into place as if they were pieces being move across the board and not sure what was to come but having a certainty would turn out in their favor.
For some reason it made her think this was like…
A game of chess…Hermione could've swore she felt a cold draft swept across the room and made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. It took all her self-control not to shudder.
Merlin, surely that can't be, it was simply ludicrous! She wish Ron and Harry were here, they would probably tell her she was looking too deep into the matter and might agree with them.
But is it really that impossible to believe or did she want to think so just to clear her conscious? Hermione thought she might be overlooking something and trying to find out what it was. A voice in the back of her head was trying to tell her something, something that seem rather important that she had might not realize.
You know you can't just assume that you and Keller came to the past by a stroke of luck for no reason whatsoever? There are many possibilities but whatever that may be, this was inevitable and must go along with it.
She knew there had been far too many to seem a mere coincidence and would get to the bottom of this, one way or another.
Hermione wondered what Keller would think if she told her this. She then turn and saw her eyes were on Tanis. It was obvious she didn't trust the historian even though he gave his word but the only reason he was cooperating was to save his own skin. Yet for Keller to just stand there and said nothing made her a little unease. She had that look that made her think of a predator laying in wait while stalking it's prey and didn't knows how long before given the chance to act upon her instincts.
There was no telling what she might do and could think of some that seem far from being pretty. She hoped Keller wasn't planning on doing anything drastic, knowing what she was capable of when she put her mind to it. Hermione thought she try to see what was there using the link but when she was about to reach into Keller's mind and suddenly felt it being tossed back immediately.
She tried a couple more times, striking it every chance she could to see if it might crack only to have it coming right back.
After a while she stopped seeing it was futile and not to mention was really making her head hurt from this nonstop mental throwing of theirs. She swear the last one almost send her flying and probably would have if she hadn't brace herself for it. It was time like this she wish she had taken upon herself to learn Legilimency. It could have save her the trouble of what she been doing the last few minutes and not have a growing migraine in it's stead.
It was like going up against an impenetrable wall and couldn't force her way in. Not unless she put more effort into it and could of if she didn't already have this splitting headache right about now. Her mind could only do so much and didn't want to put it into danger of being damaged. It seem Keller had more experience hands down and didn't even so much as flinch when she try pounding through that force field she had.
Though she hadn't sense any animosity she was going to have to make sure Keller didn't do anything reckless. For not only her sake but also everyone's she have to do an intervention before anything happens. She knew things could get messy if she didn't do something about it. Keller can be quite the loose cannon especially when carrying a gun and seeing what she can do with or without one. She didn't know which was worse, Keller herself or Keller with a loaded pistol in her hand.
When Keller felt that someone was trying to bypass her barriers and immediately deflect it before they could even get through. She thought they would get the message and leave her alone but it came back and then before she knew it became a game of catch as they mentally toss their thought back and forth trying to make the other stop. It started getting really irritating. She almost had it and about to tell that person off until she realizes it was Hermione and almost send her across the room by accident.
She finally lowered them but not all the way. She didn't like being defenseless or vulnerable having to learn it the hard way and might have to put them back up but wasn't able to yet. Not after that fun little round they had and both had killer headaches. It was like banging a brass bell and was now ringing loudly in her head. If it had been anyone else, she would have returned the favor and see how they like it but thankful she stopped because it was probably going to give her a migraine later on.
She didn't like having someone pry into her thoughts while she's unaware. Not only was it an invasion of her privacy but also there were a few things she didn't want to let them in on. Some that were rather left unsaid and were better off being left alone and wasn't about to share it with anyone else in the meantime. Not even with Hermione whom she trusts but didn't think was ready to open up to her anytime soon. It was too painful seeing that the past was stained red and not sure how she would react if she told her now but not willing to take the chance.
She was glad to have taken those Occlumency lessons. If she hadn't, who know what Hermione might've found if she had let her guard down. But at least she didn't look ready to try again and would make sure not to let her guard down.
She leaned against a tile wall, feeling infinitely more at ease now that she had thoroughly rearmed herself from the historian's weapon rack. But would it kill him to hurry it up! It was making her agitated and if he tries anything funny he was going to sorely regret it, she'd make sure of it.
She reach down and gripping her handguns that lay nice and snug in her hostler. New automatic pistols, Walter P99s, replaced her Berettas and now rest against her hips. All it would take for her would be to whip it out and see if Tanis would like to have a bullet straight up his—
No gotta stay calm, there's no need to get worked up. It wouldn't do them any good if she lost her cool and wasn't planning to jeopardize anything after all they went through to get here. She kept a close eye on Tanis, who was seated at a long wooden table. He had no idea how she was this close to giving him a piece of her mind. What would it take for him to move his sorry ass!
Tanis may have seem he was perfectly fine but was seething on the inside as he was anger by this turn out. Dammit all to Hell! How could he let this happen?!
He was not one who liked being taken for a fool though to let this happen right under his nose was saying something in itself. How was he suppose to know he would find himself in this probable predicament, being threatened by some lower mongrels that should have been insignificant to him?
He was almost thankful for the isolation of which his exile brought him seeing this was absolutely degrading. If anyone were to ever find out about this he would never live this down. He found it utterly humiliating the way he was being treated like some sort of animal back into a corner with no escape while the quarry moved in for the kill.
It was like being in a den full of bloodthirsty Lycans that couldn't wait to tear into him and leave his carcass to rot in this dismal place. He knew that could very well happen and the last thing he need was to walk right into the jaws of death. He had no need for that kind of death wish.
He didn't think anyone would show up with any reason to. At least that's what he thought before this happened. He didn't think fate would have it in for him but seem karma decided to bite him where it hurts. He could have prevented this if he had been somewhat aware and might've taken proper protocols instead of allowing these brats to get away with it.
He thought he could have taken of them if he hadn't seen what they were capable of and made him realize these just weren't ordinary mortals he was dealing with. So if he wanted to make it through tonight and the next few, he knew his best bet would be giving them his full cooperation.
He didn't want any trouble and dare not anger them, especially the dark haired girl who seems to be in charge and giving off that dangerous air around her. If he were to assume correctly, she would not hesitant to take it out of his hide if he didn't do as she said or else.
And beside he like where his organs were and didn't want them rearranged if she were to keep to her word and doubt was bluffing it either.
Yet it was not the time to dwell on such matter where now was far more important and every second count. He would need to gather together his wits as he was going to need them to get him through this one. It was the only thing keeping him alive for these last thousands of years and if he was not careful who knows what they might do to him.
When it comes to people Tanis was able to figure out those that could be his closest ally or his worse enemy if he dared wrong them and had made more foes that way in the past. He had always gotten what he wanted due to his clever thinking and knew his way around and finding those that would work in his favor. He remember a familiar saying 'you can take the man out of the wolf but you can't take the wolf out of the man' or something close to it.
He had hope his effort would one day pay off and be offered a seat in the higher council. He would no longer have to be some lapdog but an honorary member of the finest nobles ever to cross the threshold of their immortal race.
But his dreams were short-lived when he was condemned to this frozen wasteland and had to spend eternity like this. Being force to survive without the protection the elders offer and yet somehow manage with the help from his generous benefactor in exchange for the vast knowledge and weapons he provided despite how he was using it against his former coven.
Like there was anyway for him to return after Viktor made it clear if he try to leave his new resident, there would be dire consequences and knew how well he kept to his word. Viktor had his reason and who would dare go against the elder. His word is law and no one ever impose it. Not even when only he and a few selected knew the real truth on how the war actually start but dare not let the historian reveal it to anyone else and have them usurp them.
Viktor would take no chances and had to make sure he remain silent at all times and what better than to have him permanently exiled. Tanis didn't want any part in this war; he was a historian not a Death Dealer. Let them continue and see if he cared, as he had wanted nothing to do with this. However he hoped no one would know what he's done and if the elders ever found out, that would be the end of him and would be no way for him to sneak out of that one.
He was so sure he was in the clear but now here were some annoying curs that dare barged in and had the galls to demand something from him.
But seeing he was outnumbered and the odds were against him, it looks like he had no other choice. He turn his attention to the task at hand and hoping he could find it lying somewhere among the many books in this room. Leather-bound tomes, obviously many centuries old, were stacked atop the table, with more books crowding the shelves behind him.
He was thankful he had least been allowed to take these with him and had help keep him from going down that road into madness. He keeping tabs with much of what their history had to offer and sometime even the different stories and legend he had come across were interesting tidbits and sometimes help him piece together what could be consider their missing link to their own kind's true origin.
Much of his work had gone into pouring every ounce of his time and dedication into writing about their bloodline's history. All the information accounted for and recorded inside these ancient texts and some weren't by him but others who were long out of existence yet their words still lived on inside these pages.
"It was said to have only been a legend, but then where do you suppose most of the truth comes from." The historian eyed his captors nervously, no longer trying to hide his fear behind a sardonic manner. "Some history based on truth, others on deception."
His eyes landed on the dark-haired girl and for a second saw her eyes change becoming black before they return to their normal. The historian paled.
No, they couldn't be, could they, the elder preserve him! He had to stay focus and not jump to sudden conclusion no matter how it seem the unlikely was standing right behind him. Surely it must be a trick of the lighting in here, yes it seem preposterous to think that so after the last six hundred centuries as there's no possible way for such a creature to exist. Or was there…no he can't be thinking of that now not while his life was at stake and could question this later if he got through tonight that is.
But was able to breath a little easier after he finally found what he had been looking for and carrying it over to the large table where there were dozens of other ancient tomes and scrolls and pushing them out of the way in order to put the leather book down. A cloud of dust when it made contact with the wood but didn't let it bother him, neither did he thought he heard one of them sneeze behind him as they inhale it by accident. But that matter little to him as he look to the book that was right in front of him.
All that there was to be known lied in here and hopefully the answers that they had come for was in there as well. The sooner he gave them what they want, the sooner they can leave and never come back. The gang gathered around like eager children about to hear their favorite pastime story from him.
He flipped through the yellowing parchment pages as he spoke. A beaded crystal lamp provided him with enough light to read by.
Everyone move towards him to gather around, Hermione was on one side while Remus was on the other and standing close by, interest in what it had about the history of their kind and well curious to know what it was. The historian not use to being crowded and next to a Lycan and was about to tell him to move but sensing Keller's standing right behind him and knew better than to anger her.
He then decided to not let it bother him with having the Lycan beside him and doing his best to ignore his presence even though his nose wrinkled in disgust at the closeness of the beast but said nothing of it.
Best to hold his tongue less he wish for it to be rip out, again thinking for the sake of getting through tonight with his organs intact and began his telling of the legend.
"Marcus and William were believed to be the first of our kind but there are others who thought otherwise." Tanis looked up from the pages, "They believed the true source was from two sisters, the Queen of the Night and the Queen of the Moon as they liked to be called."
"Why you may wonder because unlike us they were born into this world as the first true pureblooded vampire and Lycan."
He flipping through the yellowing pages and everyone waited with abated breath for him to continue, "No one really knows about them, some were merely fabrications of bits and pieces that were pierce together only as much that was taken into accord back in the early era of the mortals. And by those of us who learned of it and taking much note of what had been recorded according to what we taken into account.
"There was one in particular that said was on the day the two were born. It was prewritten by someone who remains to this day anonymous but does give us a description of how these two came to be.
'Thy shadow of darkness
And under the light of the full moon
Shining from heaven above
See how pale it glows
Before it bleeds and cast the sky red
Like blood spilled by thousands
The night is silent, almost like the grave
But a sound breaks through
Hark, a cry of a babe, followed by another
To those be a joyous sign
Yet this be an omen of fair warning
Tis to tell of the misfortune to come
Be warn of the darkness of thee
For they shall be the ones
To carry the night and the moon wherever they go
Be forewarn of the shadows they cast by the light of the full moon…
"And though there's more it seem the rest had been burn out as only this bit of fragment had been found. No other information on their origin, their mother having died shortly and the father was unknown but people suspect they were the devil's spawn but that wasn't until much later when strange things started happening."
Hermione and Keller look to each other. What did he mean by that? Hermione turn to Tanis and said, "What do you mean strange as in unusual or um…?" She couldn't really bring up what she try to say but Tanis seem to get what she was implying as he looked at her and told her with his gaze 'wait and see'.
Tanis resume with his story, "The two girls were send to live with other families but every time anyone would dare take them in, bad luck seem to follow wherever they were. It didn't seem so bad, just thought to be minor not thinking were the twin's doing until it got much worse by the time they were six to eight weeks old.
" It wasn't long before the village believed the girls were the source for all their trouble, send by the Devil himself and decided to be rid of them once and for all.
One of the villagers was force to take the two infants and throw them to the river to be drowned. But instead place them in a basket and letting the river carry them off somewhere far, far away from their village. The two girls were found by a mother wolf who took them and raised like her own cubs."
Tanis then continue and began turning the next few pages, "Now there was also a similar set of children only their story was a bit different but all the same like the sisters.
"A nobleman who at the time had this wolf problem that was killing his livestock and terrorizing the villagers and one night set off to stalk the beast and kill it.
He found it deep in the forest and had manage to chop off one of its paws before the wolf manage to escape and picking up his prize but then the paw turn into a woman's hand right before his eyes."
"The man return home about to tell his wife this only to find her hiding and trying to concealed what appear to be a bloody stump where her left hand once been. He recognized the ring on the hand he held and putting all this together as he realize she was the wolf and believing she was in consorts with the devil and without another thought, use his knife to slash her belly and let her bleed to death."
Tanis continue despite how everyone seem to be taking this but pushing their shock aside as they needed to hear the rest of it. But it got worse when he turn the page and everyone saw the illustration of what appeared to be gruesome image of a woman with her stomach cut open, her intestines spilled out on the floor and lying among the scatter entrails and puddle of blood, a newborn baby and a small creature that look like a pup but had deform limbs and a human-like face. James and Sirius both looked green and Remus seem a bit disturb by this and couldn't help but feel the bile in his stomach and try to keep the bitter nausea from coming up. Hermione and Keller try not to focus on the grotesque stuff and make sure they get through this before the boys decide to show what they had for dinner.
"Not a pretty picture minded you. Now she was only eight and a half months pregnant and out comes the two boys from her cut stomach, well one boy and a wolf pup to be precise. She wouldn't exactly be called a virtuous woman as she tend to sleep around with many of the men in the village along with the wolves in the forest in her other form as well."
"When he saw what kind of children his wife would have bore him and seem he couldn't take it and snapped. He was about to kill both infants just as he did his wife when a wolf, possibly the former lover of the dead woman, leap into the room, catching the human off guard and tore him apart. The wolf then took the two children away. So both of them having almost a similar background being raised by wolves outside the mortal world."
He turn the page and showed an illustration of where a young beautiful woman with long dark hair was bathing in a clearing, her naked figure very well detail and having the appearance of a goddess while a white wolf was lying by the shore and looking up to the moon and were both basking in its' light.
Remus saw there was something else in the picture and tilting his head to get a better look, saw a smug image of a man and a large wolf watching from the shadows and staring with obvious interest at the two. Those must be the brothers Tanis was talking about.
"Now by the time the two sisters were at the blossom of their womanhood, they were often seen together, a beautiful woman and wolf, side by side in the glowing moonlight and running through the wilderness. People often mistook them for guardians or wandering spirits. Some even thought she was a ghost as the woman's skin was so pale and moved in a way no mortal could. So beautiful and ethereal that she appeared almost not of this world, which later terrified them and for a good reason I might add.
"Sometimes if someone were not too careful they would meet their fate by the end of her fangs and drain of all their blood and pieces of flesh, leaving their scraps for the carrions to pick from. They showed no consideration or mercy to those that dare cross their path. Their hearts were cold and unchaste towards the humans' race, knowing how they were looked down upon for their existence as they were different from the others in that time, one who can change her form into a beast and the other who thirsts was only for blood.
The sisters only had each other but were fortunate when they met the Lycan brothers and found they share the same mutual dislike towards the mortals that cast them out and agree to exact their vengeances on them.
They would show them what it meant to fear them and strangely enough the two sister had very unique powers." The others looked to one another then back to Tanis to specify by what he mean by that.
"The dark sister was one with the night and was believed had a special gift that allowed her to command the darkness as well did her other sister with the exception she had control over the moonlight's power that flow through her veins."
Now this caught everyone's attention, surely this couldn't be what they think it was, could it? Hermione took a glance over to Keller to see she was also thinking the same thing.
Only one-way to find out, they turn back to Tanis to hear what else he had to say.
"The dark one was known as the dark mistress by her Lycan lover and in time was later given the title of the Queen of the Night by her fellow subjects, the vampire. The other sister was named the Queen of the Moon and mistress of the Lycan clan.
"Now with the Queen of the Night, she started off by sending out a plague, which had killed most of the mortals by the dozen then thousands and soon the entire village before the next full moon. So lethal and powerful, it became known as the 'Kiss of Death'."
This bit of information disturbed almost everyone as they had a pretty good idea what it does and having the right to shudder at the thought of such a thing being in existence though never imagine would have heard about it up until now.
Sirius didn't find it appealing with it, especially when putting the words 'kiss' and 'death' together and almost sounded as bad as a Dementor's kiss but only worse. He didn't know which might be worse, not willing to find out for himself should he ever come across either one of them in his life.
James ran a shaky hand through his messy hair, a little unease by this, "Blimely, that doesn't sound very pleasant now does it? I wouldn't think of wanting to have anything to do with that."
James cringed as Tanis turn and gave him a cynical look that showed he wasn't amused for this sudden interruption and retort, "No, it wasn't supposed to be 'pleasant'. Her blood though which you might consider carries the elixir to eternal life and would grant you immortality and power beyond imagination. But where there's power, lies madness in itself. Her eternal poison if you will, once you have a taste of it, it could change everything about you if you aren't ready for that sort of life to bear.
"By consuming it, one of two things would happened, you either go through long excruciating hours of agonizing pain, feelings like your organs are enflame by the very fires of hell and slowly being devour from the inside with no way of stopping its' endless rampage.
"Your senses start deteriorating at a alarming pace, leaving you weak and helpless and unable to do anything to stop it. You'd probably go mad within the hour and wishing death would come immediately but suffering all the same through the long process. Which was likely what she would have wanted for them don't you think."
He saw both James and Sirius wince after getting the picture and was sure no one would want to go through experience, ever. It made the unforgivable curses sound like child's play.
"Now if you don't mind I like to finish this so if you have any questions or comments, I suggest you keep them to yourself. Good, well then let's continue shall we?"
Tanis turn the next page and getting back to where he left off, "…She let the bats drink her blood and having them transmit the virus onto the villagers' livestock, allowing the poison to seep inside them. She made sure there was no detection of the deadly venom that was coursing its' way through and giving the humans the chance to consume it before realizing what they had ingest in their system.
"Once it starts taking effect and as I already told you would slowly drive them into madness and continue to suffer until they could no longer handle it and let death take over. Those that were fortunate or should I say unfortunate to survive were forever changed and turned into creatures of the night and had to bid by her rule for she was the one in command and who had more control over them.
"The other sister along with her mate were also doing the same, infecting the mortals with their own way and like what happened with her dark sister as it was a fifty-fifty chance some would die and other become like them. If they did become a Lycan, they had to obey their mistress just as did her sister's did."
Boy, talk about taking it to the max. Hermione thought she saw how Remus seem to show a slight grimace and not hiding his disapproval of the Queen's action and probably wonder why she would dare curse these people to that kind of fate?
But she must have been full of anger for what they did to shun her and her sister from their world and thinking was justice, yet still seem wrong what they did…
"With this spreading out enormously and happening at a fast rate, other villages catching wind of it and while those that seem to go against and trying to hunt them down, the four mates disappeared along with their created children and were never seen again. Well that was one part of the truth you might say."
Tanis wrested another dusty tome from his bookshelves. He slapped it down onto the table. After blowing a thick layer of dust from the moldering volume, he open the book to a specific page. A woodcut illustration showed a packed of wolflike creatures running wild. The shaggy beasts looked just like the one she and Hermione saw back at the castle. He flipped the pages until he came to another illustration.
"Ah, here it is." He opened it to the page where it reveal an illustration of a dark looming castle with a full moon in the background, the moon was engraved with the face of an enrage Lycan while a bunch of huge demonic creature with bat-like wings flutter towards it.
"According to some, this was the castle they were living in and only one mortal entered that place and came out alive."
"Alexander Corvinus." Hermione and Keller said, both recalling the room where all those Lycans were loitering and the winged vampires hanging above them and watching down below while the two queens talk to the Hungarian prince…
Tanis was not sure how they knew but shouldn't be that surprised after everything that happened and finding out about the immortal Corvinus. "Yes as you must know, he went to them seeking for power and though through a price that which had cost the lives of many with the plague that swept over his kingdom and killing everyone except for him. Him and his two heirs, Marcus and William."
"The supposedly first Lycan and vampire." Tanis turned a few more pages until it came to another image, that room where they been before yet appeared to be a battle going on with rampaging werewolves, demonic vampire and armored soldiers.
Oh my! Hermione looked to Keller again and knowing wasn't good from the looks of it and waited to hear Tanis explain.
"Now Marcus had indeed became a Vampire while his brother William also became a Lycan. A Lycan whose thirst for destruction and chaos was insatiable and uncontrollable as he ravage village after village, killing and forcing anyone he killed to transform permanently into a ferocious bloodthirsty monster like himself.
"Marcus invoked the help of Amelia and Viktor and together caught William before anymore was to happened and endanger them. When Viktor imprisoned William, Marcus had taken an army of his own to find the two sisters and demand to set his brother free from their curse."
"But that's impossible, those that are either bitten by a Vampire or Lycan can't be change back." There was no known way of curing one with Lycanthrope and the only way probable solution would be death itself.
"Yes that was what they told him and he hadn't taken this too kindly and before anyone could stop him, took his sword and ram it straight threw the Lycan queen's heart." Hermione's eyes widen and turning to stare at Keller who had the exact same expression and could almost guess what happened next.
"Her lover after he saw what Marcus did tried to kill him but was struck down as well. A battle commence and the castle was set ablaze, leaving no survivors except two who escape while they had the chance, the other queen and her lover though they were never heard from again and that is where the story ends for the two queens."
He got up and heading to where there was another alcove to the other side and about to push the moldy curtains to show what was behind it and turn back to them. "This was somewhat recover a few centuries back. At first we thought it was one of our own but someone must've taken from the castle and brought it along with other to the coven. Marcus had ordered them to be destroyed with the others. This one barely survive the destruction had I not manage to get a hold of this and kept it hidden. Behold I give you the Queen of the Night and The Moon." He threw the curtains open and everyone stood there looking at the painting hanging on the wall.
It was a beautiful piece and seem the artist put a great deal of time and effort into having every last detail down to perfection. The two Queens look almost realistic and could feel their gaze looking back at them and again Hermione felt that odd shiver going down her spine like before. The two were sitting in a lavish room and dress in their finest and looking regal as ever with two men standing proudly beside them as they too don fine robes and had the air of power and mystery shroud them. The two were as opposite as day and night as one had a darker appearance than the other yet seem to bring out their inner glow. Both looking like darkness and light not just with the attire but the aura they seem to present.
The man that Keller saw with the dark Queen was as ruggedly handsome as she remembered with that look in his eyes and smug smile as he place his hand on his beloved's shoulder. The man standing by the other Queen was very attractive but didn't have that sort of devilish charm like the other, more of an angelic appeal and looked tenderly to his lover while his hand was on her shoulder.
Yet as they stared at the picture and were not sure whether it was really for real or just their imagination since one thing came to the mind.
In the painting, the Lycan lovers looked a lot like Remus and Sirius!