CHAPTER SEVEN
"Very good, we move onto the Horcrux, the embodiment of Soul Magick. Riddle, or as we previously knew him Mamba."
Malefic watched as Riddle stepped forward, suddenly looking much more sure of himself.
"Hel," he purred, "is it really necessary to debate this? I all ready have a seat on the council after all."
Hel eyed him critically. "You remember now then."
"It seems finding out who I truly was left me dazed for a while," he simpered. "Worry not, my thoughts are no longer as scattered."
"Bullshit!" Somnus shouted standing up. "You're not Mamba!"
"Somnus," Hel warned.
Somnus did not hold her tongue this time. Instead she charged forward and held her sword to Riddle's neck.
"Tell me what you did to Mamba," she growled.
"Somnus," Riddle purred, "I'm honored that you defend me so. However your defense is misplaced." Somnus growled and pushed her sword further toward his neck, starting to draw the slightest bit of blood.
Riddle looked unconcerned, a look that did not fit the 11 year old body he was seen as, perhaps that's why Malefic found herself slightly comforted when the 11 year old boy turned into a familiar dark haired young woman.
Mamba, much like Riddle, looked a lot like Malefic (save for the red eyes of course). With her looking as she did one could not really blame the personifications for assuming that she was just another embodiment.
Somnus stared at the dark haired woman before her in shock. "You lied to us!" She accused, the sword in her hand loosening in her grip ever so slightly.
Riddle gave her a sympathetic smile. "I had to, would you have accepted an unknown into our head?"
Somnus let out a growl and as quick as lightening turned on Amun Ra. "Contain yourself you fucking crybaby!"*
Amun Ra's lower lip trembled and she gave a quick nod before looking at the floor. Somnus did not look calmer when she looked back at Riddle. "Why should we let you back on the council? You're not even us!"
Riddle's shoulders became broader and his shapely hips and bust fell away, he was once again presenting as male only he did not look like an 11 year old, more a 19, 20 year old. "I have bonded with your core, I am you as much as you are me."
"I am not you," Somnus snarled. "You are nothing but a liar and a fake."
Riddle only smirked at her and looked to Hel. "Do contain your guard dog Hel, you'd think she was only developed yesterday with the way she acts."
Hel's jaw clenched, a startling show of emotion that Malefic had rarely seen.
"Personally, I quite like him," Nike chimed in. "He's got a sharp mind and if he continues to act as he did previously then he's of more benefit than problem."
"The embodiment of talents likes me? Well this is a first, I do recall you being vehemently against me when I was Mamba," Riddle told her.
"Mamba was uninteresting," Nike explained. "You on the other hand have caused more entertainment in a single night than what Mamba has in an lifetime."
"I don't know whether to be offended or say thank you."
"We must cast a vote," Hel interrupted. "All in favor of letting Riddle onto the council?"
Nike raised her hand, as did Heimdall, Tarot and surprisingly, Amun Ra. "The vote is cast, Riddle take your place."
Riddle sauntered to the throne directly to the right of Hel, the throne where Mamba sat. The green candle on the right arm of the chair lit, something it never did when Mamba sat there.
Somnus, who stood with her sword at her side, swallowed and then moved back to her seat.
"We can move to the final embodiment, the embodiment of Borne Magick who has called herself Apollo."
"She's blonde," Maya Potter observed staring at Apollo who flashed her a toothy grin.
"Well observed," Apollo told her, her tone dripping with sarcasm.
Maya glared at her. Apollo spread her hands theatrically.
"I'll just take my seat, as a vital role within our dear self there is no debate as to whether or not I deserve a place on the council," she proclaimed.
"Arrogance will get you nowhere," Hel told informed her calmly. "We aren't sure just how vital you are. Riddle has memory of controlling the flow of Borne Magick," she sounded almost pained to say this, "and Maya should have a decent hand of control over the magick as she is most probably the source of it in the first place."
Maya nodded eagerly, her face had a fierce determination to it that was ruined by the image of her pigtails and paint spattered dress. Riddle shrugged as if it were no concern to him as to whatever decision was made.
Apollo growled, her smile turning into a look that could be compared to a wolf baring its teeth. "You need me," she seethed.
"We don't!" Maya exclaimed folding her arms childishly. "What can you do that I can't!"
"Talk to my parents for one," Apollo spat.
Maya's glare was so fierce that her emerald orbs seemed to glow the same poison green that her vessel's did. "Morticia and Gomez Addams are as much my parents as they are yours."
Apollo gave her a mocking pout. "But you look nothing like them? But you don't have a seat on the council? But you're called Maya Potter?" Her words stung deep, so much so that Amun Ra had to choke back a loud sob and endure a sharp look from Heimdall.
"I will fight my way onto this council should I need to," Apollo announced the entirety of her eyes turning a burning gold for a moment.
Hel examined her for a moment. "That may not be necessary. We will cast a vote before any drastic measures are taken. All in favor of allowing Apollo onto the council?"
Riddle lazily raised his hand, followed by Nike, Heimdall and Somnus.
"The vote is cast," Hel said, examining Apollo again. "Apollo take your seat."
Apollo glided toward the final throne. The one to the left of Hel and the place where the queen would typically sit the court. As she took her place the golden candle in her chair's arm sparked to life and suddenly a spark shot through Malefic's chest.
"We will see you at the next meeting Malefic, until then," Hel told her and with that Malefic woke up with a feeling of lingering completeness in her chest.
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LAST EDITED: 01/10/2022
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* Somnus shouted at Amun Ra here as Amun Ra is the embodiment of Malefic's emotions. Somnus was feeling emotional due to the whole Riddle/Mamba situation and, of course, she'd blame the embodiment of emotions for this.
A list of all the embodiments and what they represent so here ya go (also their associated colour):
Hel: Death Magick (black)
Apollo: Borne Magick (gold)
Riddle: Horcrux/Soul Magick (green)
Heimdall: Mind Magick (blue)
Tarot: Divination Magick (purple)
Maya: Borne/Potter Magick (orange)
Amun Ra: Emotions (white)
Somnus: Battle [Magick] (red)
Nike: Talents (silver)