Morgana had just finished showering when she received a telepathic message from Nara, her coven leader. That was odd, she didn’t expect a message and she then knew that the message was urgent, and Morgana knew that she had to respond quickly. She wrapped herself in a towel and quickly got dressed in a pair of black trousers and a ash button-down shirt.
With her outfit chosen, she began to focus her thoughts and recite the spell that would allow her to communicate with Nara telepathically.
*Vis elementorum, fortitudo voluntatis meae, Cogitatio mea ad Matildam perveniat, Telepathia est voluntas mea, Ut cum meo duce igne loquar*”.
With the spell complete, Morgana felt a surge of energy that allowed her to connect with Nara’s mind. She could feel Nara’s presence, and she knew that the message must be urgent.
“Nara what’s going on?” Morgana asked.
“There’s been an incident at the coven house. We have been attacked and under captive, our powers weak, I’m using my last strength to give you this message, Morgana so listen attentively ” Nara replied.
Morgana’s heart raced as she realized the seriousness of the situation. They would have never suspected something like this.
“What can I do to help?” Morgana asked, eager to assist in any way she could.
“His coming for Marcellus”, Morgana gasped, oh no no no, “I need you to inform him, I need you all to be very prepared because this will be a strong fight with a demon as the necromancer”.
After the message was done, they bud themselves goodbye, Morgana promised to do everything in her powers to make things right. She didn’t even think of packing her clothes and there was no time for her to book a flight or enjoy a ride, Nara had told her that the necromancer was already on his way to the Phoenix pack.
As she stood in the room of her rented cottage Morgana closed her eyes and began to focus her energy on the teleportation spell. She felt the magic pulsing through her veins as she spoke the incantation, the words rolling off her tongue like a song.
*Per potentiam magiae antiquae, me per tempus spatiumque transferre iube. Per nebulas incognitas, ad locum ubi vocor*.”
She could only do fast and hope she gets there on time or before the necromancer.
Meanwhile…….
Marcellus, Alpha of the Phoenix pack was informed that there was a security breach in the pack. Someone had come in but they couldn’t see or find out who exactly it was. But they could feel, even Alpha Marcellus could sense danger.
His mum and dad advised the pack members to go into their houses for the time being, till everything is settled and they can go back to their usual routine.
While at it, suddenly something moved so fast, Marcellus grasps a little of it and started using his power of wind. But the thing moved faster confusing him and then slashes one of his warriors throat and appeared.
“Marcellus”, the creature spoke out, opening his teeth.
Marcellus was about to attack when the necromancer, shook his finger at him, “tsk tsk tsk, you see your mum over there?”.
Marcellus turned to look over at his mum who was weirdly held by the warrior that his throat was slit, he was definitely dead but under this demons spell or something and he held a knife to his mum’s throat.
“If any of, even though moves or breathes more than expected, her throat will be split so fast, your brain won’t even be able to comprehend how fast it was slit”.
Marcellus laid low, he’s voice strong and firm, “what do you want?”.
“Well you, I want you Marcellus, your powers I’m here for them” the demon replied walking around, “lovely pack, wouldn’t want it to be destroyed with everyone in it”.
Marcellus growled lowly. “Calm down Wolfy”, the demon said making Marcellus growl more. This demon doesn’t know what’s coming for him, if I get my hands on him.
“Be fast about your thinking, I don’t have much time to waste. I’m seconds away from slitting your pretty mum’s throat, so what will it be?”, The demon asked as the the knife at Camille’s throat dug deeper, making her wince in little pain.
Marcellus looked at his mum and his pack, he would do it but he only hopes someone gets here on time.
“Fine fine, do not hurt her or anyone in my pack”, Marcellus said to the demon, his father tried to stop him but he resisted, he didn’t know what this demon could do and he wasn’t taking chances.
“Very well then, let’s begin”, the demon clasped his hands together happily.
The necromancer had already concocted a plan to trap the man inside a wall of impenetrable magic, where he would be weak and unable to escape and no one will be able to break in and disrupt his plan.
And finally here they were, the necromancer thought, everything going according to plan. The necromancer then started saying something’s, unknown to them, dark things.
The incantation was long and complex, and the necromancer’s voice grew hoarse as he chanted it over and over. The air around him grew thick and heavy with the power of the spell, and the ground trembled beneath his feet.
“*Xakoroth zirith narvathel zolnirith, Natharim tor-velen xorvathoth vargeloth. Xorothiel varinthil nar-koroth, Zilgathil mor-veloth bel-narvathel. Zolnirith xor-narvathoth nar-doroth, Zorothil nar-velen elgaroth bel-zorvathoth*”.
As the final words of the incantation left his lips, a great burst of energy erupted from the necromancer’s hands, engulfing him and the man he sought to trap. A wall of darkness rose up around them, solidifying into an impenetrable barrier that nothing could break through.
Inside the wall, the necromancer and the man stood, the necromancer laughing loudly at his first plan working perfectly, “finally”, he cried out, “I can’t wait to get my hands on those powers.
While the necromancer was busy trying to get Marcellus power, someone had come in and killed the possessed warrior who held a knife to Camille’s neck with her powers, keeping Camille safe.
She walked over to the impenetrable wall and her eyes met with Marcellus strong once, he was fighting the Necromancer spells.
Marcellus didn’t think she will be the one her, he thought his aunt Nara will be the one to come if anyone did.
But to his surprise, it was Morgana and she came for them.