Antiqua Historia Albionis

Journal of Ghost, ex owner of Jade Wings

 As the dust settle within the ruins of the desert Kezal, Ghost made his way down the ancient sandstone stairs into the main part of the ruins. It had taken him weeks of cross examining the local books, myths, and legends, but he had finally found the tomb of Magus, the archmage who created Albion. He brought out a book, inscribed with archaic runes, and went along the walls of the tomb, translating as he went, learning how Albion was created.

    It was nearly 2000 years ago, a great plague had begun to strike out at magical beings, the source seemed to have came from the non-magical humans. Magus, the head mage of Eldion, had became worried about the safety of all magical beings, especially himself. It seemed the humans had become jealous of their powers and sought to wipe all of the magical beings out, innocent or not. He had a plan to save them all, at his own sacrifice.

    The power to do it was immense, his magical silver aura was ablaze, casting a light of hope upon the observers in the night.Quakes shook the world, as the Eldion crystal glowed a jade green color brightly. The ground started to uproot itself, the land was nearly the size of Russia, water poured from lakes cut in half and lava flowed from a volcano split in two. Its height reached the clouds, and when the crystal stabilized, Magus casted one last spell, one that would make sure humans would never be able to set foot upon the floating continent, which would soon be called Albion.

    And with the last spell, his aura solidified. And sure enough, when Ghost turned his light to the middle of the room, the man once known as Magus stood there, trapped forever in his crystallized aura.

~GhostEcho

Poem-

I really liked this poem written by Boberts Asasin from Shadow Cities

When stars get their

brightest,

It's a sign of the end,

A sign that all is come,

A sign to all that you are watching,

The soul of the almighty

flower,

That blooms,

And flourishes,

But it is also another 

sign,

A sign for a new beginning,

Yet the past will be 

remembered, 

Always.

Geneology Continued.

4.

Juna honestly tried, turning over the Onyx rings to Luna and leaving behind JadeWings. She built her shop and hutch next door, trying to forget. Shiina was grown up, but Nico was still young, and as human he aged slowly. She felt he would be better sent of to Japan to study among his human peers, even though he was only 5. Besides, she found herself pregnant once again, it had been a blur. A side of lust from her Were side that she had fallen for Breon. Between, that and the constant fights with Ghost, one morning she felt it. The mark that she had carried from childhood, vanished, freeing her from him. 

5.

  She found herself surrounded by children, 5 cubs, Siya who she regretted, not realizing that kissing an angel could result in children. Breon, disappeared. Rumors always floated that he'd been killed by a Werewolf named Shade. She would often watch from a distance, and wonder what was going on at Jade Wings, which she avoided. Strangers arrived in the form of Ookami and Kaane, who were from a strange future and found themselves trapped on the continent. The hunter camp thrived in the distance but bothered very little. Another stranger and his brother, Takashi and Kaito came and resided in the hut. A small gnome named Hecklebottom passed through and Juna managed to meet up with a very rare creature, Nora, a Lobishomen, who fascinated her quite a bit. 

6.

   Everyone assumed Ghost had died, but he was hiding. blinded and taking on the name Niician; He had vanished soon after and noone had heard of him. Juna continued to raise her children alone, somehow jinxed to have the fathers either disappear or die. But, she swore, after Anya, a donor vamp with dark chestnut hair and deep violet eyes, and Keita, a ginger lycan with the same violet eyes, that she would have no more. And that is when she was attacked and found herself in Tenkoku, while below a curse swept through the entire continent. Anya and Keita survived, somehow partially raised by Luna's brother Sam and his girlfriend Jackie; afterwards their history became sketchy, but they found themselves residing at Dr.Denshu's Clinic for Magical Creatures, where the story began again as people began to appear, having fallen asleep for more than 20 years. 

7.

Now, JadeWings stands over grown, but there are new caretakers for the old castle. Also, creatures have begun to inhabit the woods and grounds around, the curse still slightly lingering.

Nora and Keita

1.

  Keita's life was perfect. Nora was starting to show and he loved the way her curved body felt under his hands. He was even getting used to his human form, something that he had not quite appreciated in the past, preferring to stay in his lycan form. But, as he swam, he appreciated the lithe feeling of the water on his skin, cool and slick, letting him dive further and faster below the murky pond water. He could never have imagined his past nightmare catching up to him. Not on this beautiful day, not with Nora waiting for him on the bank. 

2.

Fear. That's all he remembered. Why, he had found himself suddenly alone near the edge of the woods, he never knew as he clawed his head. His pitted stomach jutting inwards over his ribs. Hunger. Pain. It was never ending, he shook himself. His ginger fur settling over the patchy scars that ran down his body. His mended back leg that had been fractured by two lab creatures, ached slightly, but that was the least of his worries. He shivered, outwards he was no more than a young pup, a lanky half grown lycan, who was gulping in fresh air by the lungfuls. He whined and thought of his mother, J0N4, still inside, perhaps wondering where he went. A loud sound cracked through the air from a distance, caused him to run off, into the woods, his tail firmly tucked beneath his legs. 

3.

  Nora, had been sitting on the blanket near the pond, waiting for Keita to return, when she'd seen the flash of ginger fur and yelps as the creature had seemed to tangle with some nearby briers. To her shocking surprise, after a few moments, it wasn't Keita who had emerged as she had thought, but a youngling that was could have been his identical twin. The poor creature was so starved that every rib and spine bone could be counted against the patched scarred hide and as she called out to it, he turned his gold eyes to stare at her in fear, cringing back. 

4.

  He saw the girl on the blanket and the offered food in her hands. Oh, he wanted it. So badly, but he was afraid. He cowered and flattened himself, hesitating and trying his best to pretend that he was invisible. His gold eyes traveled to a basket beside her, he could smell something. Greasy, creamy, butter. He could hear her voice crooning, something as he got so close, that with effort he could touch with the tips of his claws the smooth roundness of a peach she offered and graze the edge of her hand. He watched as her other hand moved to the basket. "Its ok. Its ok" were snatches of what his brain caught as the movement startled him and he let out a coughing snarl, jumping back at her movements of lifting the basket. His eyes reflected shock and slight surprise at her voice, the small surgical scars on his throat were perhaps the reason he could give no more than a small yelp or coughy snarl as he knocked the basket over and snatched the butter.

5.

  She pitied this small creature who, lunged slightly away,  and grabbed the ball of butter; she watched him dash back before cramming the whole thing into his mouth so voraciously that it oozed and squelched out the sides of his jaw. Nora couldn't help but laugh at it

 - Keita,there's a curious little youngling that looks just like you here. Ginger fur, gold eyes...maybe you should hurry up and come look- was her mental message to Keita who was still swimming in the pond. To the youngling she pointed to the sides of her mouth "You're oozing butter."

6.

    Keita had just captured a good sized trout when he received the message, causing him to snort u p a good ounce of water- Aaakhh, wha..? Is it Logan?- Logan was one of his other cubs, that Kate is ex-mate usually prevented him from seeing, he sent her the mental message back as he broke the surface of the water with a loud thrashing sputter. 

7.

  Having scurried back a few paces, he was running his tongue around his jowls as if trying to catch every drop down to the essence, but his one ear flicked curiously towards Nora's laugh and he studied her curiously.  He watched her pat the blanket beside her and his ears caught a "Welcome to sit her with me." his gold eyes almost caught in the trance of her voice. 

8.

  Nora sent the message back to Keita - I don't know, no voice. Scars over his throat. He likes butter though.-

9.

  Keita got up onto the bank, grasping the trout by the gills and tromping quite noisily up the pat. - Doesn't sound like Logan...- He came into full view and seeing the overturned basket, turned to Nora "Are you ok?"

10.

  The noise that Keita was causing seemed to break the trance, causing the youngling to scurry with a cringe as if being struck, back into the bushes.   

11.

  Nora clicked her tongue, and reassured Keita "oh, I'm fine! He voraciously ate my butter, but its ok. He seemed so hungry!" she said getting up and clicking her tongue softly as she meandered towards the bushes and holding out her hand. "Hey, it's ok! Come here." Keita set the fish down, looking very crestfallen " He ... ate the butter..." he picked up the skillet and followed her, hoping to catch a glimpse of the butter thief. 

12.

  The youngling was intrigued by Nora, but catching a glimpse of Keita wielding a skillet, only caused him to butt scooch further into the bushes, flattening himself like roadkill against the ground. Only his eyes glittered flickering wildly back and forth.  

13.

  There was reassurance in her voice, a comforting kind. Not the hypnotic one that he had grown accustomed too in the lab. His mind began to travel back to it.
  Nico's lab may have been the sign of sterility and cleanliness, but the cruelness was evident on the bodies of all the creatures that resided there.

Genealogy

Intro-
It all began at a castle called BloodMoon with a smatter of lost souls who wandered in. At that time a dark vampiric queen named Jacey had taken on Ghost as her mate and together had started a coven.
Others began to join, including a fire demon named Sardo and a small shadow Kage.
Daiguren also appeared as a trainer and good friend to all living at BloodMoon
2.

It came that out of all the children Kage and Sardo had, it was Juna whose parents had been murdered that stole Ghost's heart from the start. And that was the beginning of the end of BloodMoon. Little known to Queen Jacey who tries her best to win Juna to her side and then with losses of temper, tormenting her. Driving a stake between herself and Ghost, who with unknowing patience seemed to be molding Juna into what in the future would become one of the leaders of Jade Wings.
He went as far as to grant her wish of being turned into a vamp when she was eight. Even though she never developed the traits that were common to vamps.

3.

The conflicts grew and finally in hopes of settling peace, Ghost created a new castle, the only one that still stands. Jade Wings. Set on the edge of a Avian continent.
Together they had Shiina and then Nico. But, even though, it seemed that Juna and Ghost were meant to be soulmates, the marks that bonded them, tensions between them grew as Ghost spent more time on his travels and Juna alone, trying her best to run; Jade Wings.
She never truly meant it. To cheat on Ghost....

To be continued.

The Forest- Noel

  1.

  She peeled off a faded orange bracelet, the writing still held her known name. Winona. no last name, because technically she had never had one. Why would she? She had raced with the wind, felt the tall golden grass brush her toes as her horse raced the clouds in the sky. 

  But it had ended and she had appeared, barely remembering the details of her life, as a poltergeist. She had taken on the name Noel, and with Denshu's help, had managed to settle into clinic life. Her bedroom reflected her thoughts with its stone mosaic aligning one wall. She had tried escaping at times, but everywhere she went, she was greeted usually by shrieks of "You're a Ghost!" or simply just "Ghost!" she hated it and always tried to explain that she, was a poltergeist. But, most didn't understand. So at Denshu's clinic was where she had made her home. Often, when things became chaotic she'd head down to the third ward, where the comatose lay in their eternal like sleep. She liked sitting on the edges of their beds meditating until someone usually Craig or Kate came looking for her. 

2.

  Craig had come looking for her. It was simple enough, a mental message asking where she was at. She was hiding out in a very remote part of the forest, probably meditating about something. "Noel, where are you." he called out.

3.

  Noel sighed, she shook her head. It would take a long time to get over the fact that she'd seen Little One and Luta. They had looked just like she remembered them; young, happy, carefree. The entire Lakota tribe had looked like they always did on a warm summer day. Horses racing in herds freely through the camp, people bustling to and fro. She had even taken Siri through it, on their way to find the witch that had tormented him for 3054 years. 

  Siri, she had never been able to connect with a comotose until she'd met him. She'd learn that he'd been trapped in his body for so long; punishment from a witch named Picayune. He had stolen an amulet from her and in returen, she'd banished him to his body for 3054 years. And then they had met, almost by accident at the clinic and together they had returned the amulet. But, it had helped that someone had tried to exorcise her at the same time, pushing them to Elsewhere. 

  He had come back, and it seemed that maybe they were meant to end up together, when he'd actually rescued her from her captor who had trapped her in a canister. She would never forget the tender kiss and the way he wrapped the jacket around her. 

  But no, she'd awaken on a journey to find him kissing another girl. She'd fled, not wanting to be a third wheel. Who would want her anyways. She'd happen a glance at the river and saw a scrawny poltergeist, who'd given herself a gauze scissor haircut, so that her black hair stuck up in all strange angles, medical bracelets stacked on one scarred arm, her other arm a mass of scars where she had tried again and again to gain access to Elsewhere and failed. 

  Now, Craig was searching for her. At least, one of her friends still seemed to care. She had sent him a message to meet her in the woods. And as she listened, she could make out his voice, calling out to her.

The Lab- Nico

1.

Nico, could not believe that Craig had let the lycan go. Still, he had gathered what he needed and more. Lobotomizing the youngling, had been fine, he had been amazed to see all the shock that he'd been able to absorb; and it enticed him, when he had found out that it had been the lycan's son.

  He was bored, he had felt excitement when he had given Mora her lycan heart, rousing her from Elsewhere and bringing her back. It was his first, he had toyed back on the hunter camp with bringing back dead beasties, but none had ever chosen to come. He looked over his files and his mind drifted as he read the files on his desk. 

  For the first time, in forever it felt, he thought of her. Shiina, his older sister. A tiny part of his heart had died when he'd heard through outside contacts, that she had passed to Elsewhere. She had always been wild and the only one that she had occasionally listened too was her uncle the Shadow Lord. It was perhaps even him, that had sent her on the mission that ended her life. He didn't know the details, and probably would not since it had been so long ago. 

  

  But that's when the idea began to grow. What if, he did, bring her back. She would need a new body, but he had that. What, he didn't have was her soul, the key to bringing back someone from Elsewhere or did he. When Syla had passed, he had been there as well. Though, he refused to take credit for her sudden demise and he had retrieved a crystal that had glowed with someone's soul. Was it possible?

2.

  He rummaged through his things, a steel box that he took everywhere with him. It wasn't possible for it to be so conveniently placed for him. He pulled out a silver chain and yes the crystal at the end still glowed, a soul shard.

3.

  Noel had attempted to return to Elsewhere, the call of the wild grass and the warm body of her horse had never left her. She was partially still upset that she had chosen to cross the river and come back, to Siri, who in the end had disappeared. She'd caught a glance of him, the one time she had drifted towards the castle. He had seemed happy, with a new girl, a Neko of sorts and she'd simply turned away, wandering through the woods aimlessly. She had debated returning to Denshu's, but her heart wasn't in it. She fiddled with her medical bracelets as she settled on a branch, phasing through it and solidifying so that she looked like a owl staring out into the sunset. 

4.

  "Do you know what this is, Craig?" Nico held up the chain, soulshard dangling at the end. Craig shook his head, "It looks like a glowing crystal." came his drone reply. Nico shook his head, "Well, it is in a way, but it contains a soul. And this particular soul, needs to come back, to be Better." Craig reached out and held it between his fingers studying it. "Better, but how will you bring it back?" he asked his curiosity piqued. Nico frowned, we need someone who is capable of traveling to the Other plane." Craig looked up. "Oh, you mean Elsewhere?" he said so suddenly that Nico looked startled. 

"How do you know of Elsewhere?" He prodded, his heart giving that tiny leap when he knew something was close to his grasp. Craig raised an eyebrow. "She was here, that poltergeist you captured that someone released or stole. She is fully capable of traveling the planes. Her name is Noel."

    Nico almost died of frustration "Well, we need to find her Craig. You know how I feel, when I wish to make someone. Better. Can you find her for me? I know you can." Craig nodded "Of course, to make Noel better and bring back a soul as well." He strode to the door. "I never let you down...father." The last word lingered in the air as he vanished.

 

 

The Lab- Nico

   He could have been one of those, the kind that blames their parents for taking their childhood, but in reality, his mother had loved him, his father, even if he hadn't been around much had loved him. He could have blamed the hunter school that he had snuck off too, instead of the Japanese boarding school that his mother had hoped so much for. Where he learned that staring into a classmates dying eyes was like watching a star fade into the sunrise. 
  
  But, it was the curiosity of science and the consequences of experiments that had made him explore deeper into what had made things spark. He had even changed his name to Ookami and his kind violet eyes always seemed to draw people towards him or had. That accident in the hunter lab that had left him disfigured, had hardened his soul into a rock of pure bitterness. He ran his gnarled hand across his scarred pocked skin. That bitch of a head general, Ren, had caused it, toying with his heart, and then betraying him. The acid that had fallen on him from those shelves, compared nothing to that. 
  Now here he was, having left Dr. Denshu's because Ren seemed after him in cold blood, after discovering that Kaane, whom he'd met in her future had been granted what she'd always wanted, a twisted childhood. He glanced at the cells, all lined up with a collection of creatures and his newest addition had been J0N4, whom to his surprise had, had offspring. One which he had promptly sacrificed in the name of science to raise a girl, he later found out that her name was Mora, from the dead. Kaane had "played" with her a little too rough and Mora had required a lycan heart to be brought back from Elsewhere. The other, held no interest and he had promptly sold him off to help support his expenses in buying more things for his lab. 

    

2.  

  Keita had faced worse things, even if his memory didn't serve his past well. He was strapped down and his muzzled, a rod shoved between his teeth, so that all he managed to emit were sounds of anger. His gold flecked violet eyes had taken in the whole lab, a steel like box with cells that lined one wall. His eyes also, caught the horrors that made him wonder why exactly Craig had brought him here. By the steel sink lay what looked like a decimated lycan cub body and emanating from one of the cell's the cry of his son repeating "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you" only seemed to ring over and over in his ears. He slammed his head hard against the gurney, but it only caused a jarring pain as the bar in his jaws crammed further. He phased in his mind between staying in the present or drifting into his head.