Chapter V

Arriving at my new home, Mason and Aaron took my things inside while Angela and I walked through the house. She quietly observed and took mental notes. By the time our tour was over, A new side of Angela had shown again.

Angela felt the house looked good with its original wood aesthetics and just went all out. I noticed her taste was very grounded and earthy. Nice but not expensive. Exquisite yet homey.

She was currently on my laptop, wearing my sweat pants and a large shirt. Her hair pulled up into a messy bun, and she chewed on her pin while she racked her brain on what complimented the oak table that I wanted.

Once I sat next to her on the couch that came with the fully furnished house. Yes, that means I am getting rid of almost everything. I ask the question that's been bugging me since I found her asleep on the Cullens' couch.

"I know you slept through the day. Is your mom not worried about you?'' I ask.

Angela titters. " This is a nice kitchen design. It won't clash with the table so much," she said.

She was avoiding. I cozy up to her. What I wanted to know was most likely on the other side of that pesky mental wall.

"Hey, talk to me. Did you get in a fight with your mom? You know you can stay here if you like." I tell her.

"It's only natural for a girlfriend to stay at her boyfriend's house occasionally," she replied.

"When did this happen?" I asked, confused about when we titled our interactions.

"Yesterday, when all of the sneaky bitches suddenly started treating me like a friend. If I don't claim you, they'll try." Angela closed the laptop and adjusted her position to face me.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I noticed a shadow moving. Looking around the house slowly became darker, signifying that the sun setting. I looked at Angela curiously. There was no visible change, but the moment she began to talk, I knew. Her other personality was surfacing.

"I am not...fit... My aunt calls me defective. She's a bitch. And my mom calls me different... she's a coward." Said Angela, with annoyance.

Angela's impure had finally settled and the look in her eyes told me that she was another person.

"But they have one thing in common... neither of them will teach me magic." Angela spilled the secret with ease. "You're a Blood Lord. You come from a family that is the precursor to the vampire race and the oldest known witch family besides magically associated deities."

I didn't know what was coming, but it sounded serious. It was obvious that her Night personality knew everything. I wouldn't be surprised if she could do magic in this state. I then peeked into Angela's mind to find her mental barrier looked like the sea in the middle of a raging storm. With the barrier in its current condition, Night Angela had figured out a way to link all of her memories and act freely.

"However, because I'm defective. My brothers get all of the attention and learn magic. They're loved by the entire community. 'Their last name is Weber, but they are Stackhouse boys'.'" Angela mocked with annoyance.

"My mother thinks because I am missing out on the wonderful blessing of magic, being free and unbothered is an equal payment. So, when I pass out drunk in a house full of vampires, there are no missed calls or texts to wake up to." Angella finished then went silent.

"So you aren't close with your family."

"Haa, the dumb bitch who takes over when the sun is up, is close with the family. But she can't see the thoughts they're hiding about her."

The admittance of the situation was tough on her. And since candor is in the air, I'm forced to admit that I like this beautiful young woman. I'm attracted to her on a physical and emotional level. However, I can't forget what I have to do. To truly care for Angela, I have to avenge Athenodora.

With my nerves strong and will unshaken, I moved forward with the plan I formulated after meeting Angela's mother in the family witch shop.

" I was Sorcerer before I became a Blood Lord," I tell her.

Angela raised an eyebrow. "That's what they used to call witches?"

"Yes, my entire family could wield magic. But I was the only male in generations. And though I was a prince, I had no claim to the throne and was destined to marry my sister Kidagakash the fourth of her name." I explain.

"When was this?"

"It's easier to say the Atlantean Era. In truth, I was born at the end of the Hyperborea Era, my family helped destroy the Hyperborean Empire in exchange for aid to help rebuild Balobedu after the man who turned me, nearly destroyed it." I replied.

" My mother was the Sorceress Supreme and Rain Queen of Balobedu. Her name was Ayesha. She believed I was a monster too. She confined me to our lands, where I lived for centuries until a man ran her through with a cursed sword. But that's a story for another time... What if I teach you magic?" I offer.

"I'm defective." She says.

"You are perfect." we bounced off each other's dialogue.

"Really?" Angela asked as she inched closer to me.

"Of course," I reply. " You deserve everything you desire in this world."

"I'm glad you feel that way." She was now on top of me, legs straddling my lap. The moment she finished her sentence. She went in to taste my lips.

"I desire you." She declares, not even an inch separated us. Even as she spoke I could feel the brush of her lips on mine.

I had to eat my words. But it was an easy meal as ran my fingers along Angela's body, and she produced soft moans. It stirred something inside of me and electrified her. I don't remember sex being like this, but I went with it.

Our small pecks transformed into something heated and intense. It was as if we were moving a thousand miles per hour, yet we were suspended in time. Angela's shirt was discarded first, followed by the sweat pants and then my shirt.

The way we worshipped each other's bodies was new to me. Before I knew it, we were nacked on the rug-covered floor. Though she was leaking streams of sweet nectar from her delicate flower, and my shaft was erect and ready. I found a thrilling satisfaction in caressing her creamy thighs and the feel of her soft lips against my neck and shoulder. Her slender, manicured hands traced my spine and ran along the muscles on my back.

When she was ready, I felt the small buck of her hips. She received a momentary sensation as the length of my cock spread her aroused folds and rubbed against her swelling bud, sending surges of pleasure through her body.

I held her firmly and aligned my shaft with the source of moisture. I found myself floating in her soft brown eyes as I buried my rod in her welcoming cunt.

Angela gasps into a contagious giggle that I couldn't fight off.

"I thought it would hurt more," she said.

"The way I pushed through it, I thought the same," I added.

"I guess, I'm with the right one." her voice was soft as a whisper, and her smile fade. Her fingers stroked my cheeks and she just stared for a while, burning this moment into her mind.

When I felt her hips twirl, I started to move. The silence morphed into small pants as her nails drove deeper into my back. Those pants ascended into raptured moans as my cock stroked the deepest parts of her heart of feminity, stretching her velvet tunnels.

Her legs finally locked around my waist, her arms around my head, and her body shuddering as I held her ass, thrusting home. Her cunt flooded, gushed. Her mind went bright and body rigid as the continuous explosions of euphoria came one after the other.

I could feel she had had enough. Even though I had yet to finish, there was something overwhelmingly satisfying about seeking a naked and blissful Angela. Withdrawing with a wet, squelching pop, Angela's body contorted once more she squirted onto my chest and abdomen. Using the tip of my cock, I abuse her sensitive knobs to help her ride it out, causing her to thrash about as she soaked us both.

I watched her collapse into a limp heaving mess, feeling herself, relishing the electric sensation that drenched her body.

After her body calmed, Angela and I laid intertwined on the white bear fur rug. She traces the muscles of my chest and abdomen. She didn't have to say a word for me to gauge her emotions.

Angela released a heavy sighed and rested her head on my chest. "You know you've ruined me, right?"

"I have no idea what you mean," I reply.

"How could I ever be with such lesser creatures after tasting divinity." She cooed.

I laughed. " Well, you won't ever have to be. The moment you opened your legs and offered up this delicious flower. You signed a deal with this devil. You're mine now. " I give her ass a firm squeeze. Angela looks up and bites down on my jawline in response.

"I'm glad I met you. I don't feel so... split when I'm with you." Angela continues, "Even when I watch my day personality, I can see she's different. It's not the barrier making her happy. It's becoming real. You know, it was her choice to say at the Cullen House and wait for you."

I didn't say anything, I just held her and she melted into my embrace.

"You're so warm. I never noticed before, but you're warmer than a human. I thought you would be cold like the Cullens"

"I'm different."

"Oh, I know. I'm sure a lesser man would have destroyed me to get his rocks off. But you.."

"Ahh, I could I treat you like that? You're my special girl, Ang. I told you before --everything you desire. You make the new world a lot more comfortable to live in. From the moment you chanced upon me, we were fated to join each other forever. So, as long as you're happy, I'm happy" I replied.

Angela didn't reply as she snuggled closer to me got some rest.

Honestly, I was a bit conflicted. Athenadora once said that I'm the Primal Predatory Instinct and Carnal Love in all vampires. Falling for someone besides her isn't conflicting. Falling for someone despite giving her justice is what eats at me. But the more I'm around this girl… the less I can hold back.

It was around 3 in the morning when she woke up. But what didn't expect was for her darker side to still be in full swing. We didn't bother to wear clothes. She ate the breakfast I made and we talked about magic.

It was then that the night version of Angela confirmed that she knew of the mental barrier blocking her out. She intended to learn magic to demolish the wall keeping her split in two.

Dark Angela told me of the magic she knew and the magic commonly used by her mother and aunt. For the most part, everything was metal-based powers. Though some elementals existed and very rarely did a caster appear. Casters are witches that could cast spells based on affinities that they weren't born with but acquired through training.

The world had devolved significantly. The fact that an ordinary skill such as casting was a category of rarity was evidence of that. But this also explained while a lot of the Vampire talents expressed in the world were mental.

During the Hyperborean and Atlantean Era, our innate abilities were only a foundation of the structures we would eventually build through study, practice, and experimentation. I figured what the world lacked was the blueprints to build those structures, a way to hone innate abilities and change the energy's nature to cast various spells and develop new affinities, be they Elemental, Mental, Spiritual, Eldritch, Chaos, Ambient Energy, or Extrademinsional.

After breakfast, I allowed Angela to share my mind. I then took her to the place where I first received lessons in the Arcane Arts.

"W-where are we?" she asked in awe of her surroundings.

"Balobedu, the only Queendom of its Era. Rivaling the strength of Atlantis and a driving force in the destruction of the Hyperborean Era," I explained.

Angela stared with wide eyes at the flying vehicles, massive pyramids with golden peaks that shined due to the immense electric current they harnessed.

The people on the streets wore the finest fabrics and jewelry as no one missed out on the joys of wealth. Though a few had fair skin, the majority of the populace ranged from olive-brown skin to deep ebony.

The queendom was far more futuristic than any concept art that the 'modern' people of Angela's time could imagine.

We stood on the balcony that overlooked the capital city. Angela was dressed as a princess of Balobedu. Behind us, my sisters and mother waited.

"Not only is this Balobedu. It is the collective consciousness. A realm of everything that it is, was, and ever will be. " I explained.

"I want you to meet my family," I tell her.

When Angela turns around, she sees a number of women with white hair and ocean blue eyes. My families' dominant characteristics.

It was the first time that I had seen them since their death.

"So, you want to be a sorceress?" My mother asked Angela.

"Yes," she replied.

"Hmmm, you have a mind like my son and his late wife. Unstable and crude. However, my son faces a well-developed enemy with a weapon that can stop him. So he needs an army of his own."

"Mother!" I call out.

She scoffs in turn. " I will not teach her. She is beneath me. "

My mother vanished. Soon my sisters disappeared except for Kidagakash and Oshun.

"You had a wife?" Angela asks.

"It's not the time," I replied.

"Brother, you followed in the footsteps of our mad progenitor. But I see salvation standing next to you. So I will teach her. But you must retrieve the sword and prepare for the return of the Rain Queen, another path of salvation for you." Oshun disappeared when she finished her piece.

Oshun was my sister born with subjective precognition like Alice. However, her power was now highly developed, but in order to achieve such heights, she had to severe her emotions and become impartial like the universe. This is why she allowed the dissolution of our family.

"Obediah..." Kidagakasha smiled. She crossed the room in a flash and hugged me.

"Kida..." I replied.

"I've missed you," she said, " I have Athenodora. She is doing well. Because she was not a witch, it is taking a little time to get accustomed. But I am looking after her."

I couldn't hold back as the tears rushed forth. I thanked my sister as I held her. I worried that Athenodora would wander this realm mindlessly for an eternity.

"I have one more request. Vlad and Justinia. They have to find each other. Even if they wonder forever together, they deserve it. I've never seen two people love as fierce as those two."

Kida nodded. "I will find them. But those feelings that you experienced... you let them do their job, and you love more fierce than any of those 'poor lesser creatures' could ever manage. Athenodora was your first, but she wasn't your last love. Oshun also told me, this one, won't be your only love"

Kida giggled as she kissed my cheek.

"Ahh, and train her yourself before bringing her back. Once she can come on her own, then she can receive training. Just because you're the only one alive, doesn't mean you can change the rules." Kida then vanished like my sisters and mother before her.

After Angela and I left the collective consciousness, I went to feed. I didn't care about maintaining a treaty as I devoured a jogger on her morning run in the cruelest way I could manage with a branch and my bare hands.

When I was calm, I returned home to take Angela to change her clothes. Then we went to school. She couldn't remember everything from her dark self, but she knew enough to find me in between classes and stuck to me like glue during lunch.

We were sitting with the Cullens, who were abnormally clingy with each other as well. The distinct smell of animal blood was strong on them, along with the scent of sex.

"So, you said you needed our help?" Jasper asked.

I then told him how I wanted to use his and Alice's ability to aid in negotiations and strategic business moves to take over Seattle. It was straightforward, but they knew enough about me to know that Forks was merely a place I was using to get back on my feet and create a solid foundation to rebuild.

Jasper readily agreed as he wanted some fun. Forks wasn't a fun place, but it was an established post for their coven, so they used it. But the old war dog was itching for a little excitement.

"Oh, Carlisle wanted us to invite you hunting. Then he wants to see if you plan on turning Angela." Alice spoke.

"That means Leo wants to know if I'm turning Angela. I swear that boy forgets who's in charge. Tell Carlisle to stay out of this and Edward needs to stop being a fucking weirdo and come back."

"Oh, babe, he's back. I saw him in Biology with Bella" Angela added, "Speaking of Bella, her dad wants her out of the house, so I need to go plan a date."

I wave her off, and she quickly stamps my checks with a couple of kisses then runs off.

"You almost look human," Rosalie commented with an amused smirk.

"Please, you should see me at a Bacchanalia," I reply. "So, is Elsewith here?"

"She is, along with the entire Denali Coven." Said Rosalie.

"Which brings us to our next problem, the wolves," said Alice. "Carlisle wants to talk to them, but since you're planning on sticking around, he wants you to join him."

"I actually was planning on meeting them anyway. When does he plan on going?" I asked.

"Next week."

Lunch ended soon after our conversation and the day passed as usual. When night came, I visited the Cullen house to meet the Denali Coven.

Walking in, I was faced with a beautiful coven with whom I was surprisingly familiar.

"Tanya, Irina, Kate. How good it is to see familiar faces." I greeted them

They each bowed, "Lord, It's a pleasure to be seen." they replied

"Where is my darling, Sasha?" I asked.

The ladies looked a bit sad when I mentioned their mother.

"Lord, she was killed by the Volturi shortly after you passed through Slovakia," Tanya replied.

I hugged the sweet girl. Unlike her sisters, Sasha gave birth to Tanya and gave her Immortality. It was bound none of them could match.

"It was a long time ago, Lord. We have healed," said Tanya, she and her sisters still had their thick Slovakian accents.

Breaking the embrace, I took a step back and looked at the coven as a whole. Tanya had a strawberry tint in her blonde curl, a pale face, and golden eyes. Next to her, two other vampires stared at me with open curiosity. The two were a woman and a man who were both black-haired, with a hint of an olive tone to their chalky complexions.

To the right of Tanya was a woman who had long, pale blonde hair, straight as corn silk. She's 5'6" ft tall and graceful with the golden eyes of a vegetarian vampire. Her beauty is enchanting that any human or vampire could be easily mesmerized by her appearance. Because of this, she, along with Irina and Tanya, is the originator of the legend of succubus.

Speaking of Irina, she stood next to Kate. Her hair is wavy, long and it is of golden blonde color, usually combed in an updo. She stands at 5'9", the tallest of the Denali sisters

"H-how is this possible…" the man with the olive-tinted skin gasped. I had long noticed his confounded look as he watched.

Tanya quickly moved to pull the man behind her, protectively.

"Lord, he didn't mean it. It was an old habit that, forgive him." Tanya explained anxiously and the room was confused.

I dived into his mind and discovered his name is Eleazar and his mate is Carmen. Eleazar was given a place within the Volturi guard for his ability to sense the special talents of others. His job was to detect if any threatening coven had any members with extra gifts and then pass that knowledge on to Aro. He would also be sent around the world to look for any human or vampire with useful talents to add to the coven. A gentle person by nature, he wasn't entirely happy with their methods, but he felt he was serving the greater good by working with those who would uphold the law. Eleazar eventually met Carmen and instantly became her mate. They tried to balance between his love life and his duties by living with Carmen while continuing to work for the Volturi, but because Carmen was troubled by the violence of Eleazar's everyday life, Eleazar eventually asked for Aro's permission to leave the coven.

"If I rip his eyes out, would that help?" I asked.

"Lord, please!" His mate fell to her knees.

I chuckled. "Relax, Sasha's girls are my girls. I won't harm them or there's lightly. Tanya, the boy is fine. Just teach him etiquette."

"Yes, Lord," she replied as Kate helped Carmen to her feet.

"Okay… Enough with all this, where is she?" I asked.

"She was anxious, so she went hunting." Said Irina.

"Then you ladies can tell me about your lives while I've been sleep." I sang.

Tanya, Irina, and Kate happily drug me to the couch. I was blanketed with beauties as they spoke of their years becoming the succubus of horror tales and later changing their lives by moving across the world to what is now present-day Alaska.

Later, Elsewith arrived at their doorstep as the remnants of the Uppsala coven were in constant battle with the Volturi, mainly because they couldn't control their thirst and left death and carnage in their wake.

After taking in Elsewith, they lived happily and watched the world develop until they met Eleazar and Carmen, expanding their coven again. More years passed and they stayed off the grid until they crossed paths with the Olympic Coven, the Cullen Family.

The fast friendship created a lasting bond and bright the others' lives. But one thing that didn't change about the sisters was their love for men. They didn't talk about it much as fraternizing with humans that they had no intention of turning into vampires was borderline illegal according to the Volturi.

The sisters and I spoke a while longer when Elsewith finally appeared.

The house of fourteen vampires fell silent. None of them said a word. Elsewith just stared at me, speechless, but her emotions were expressive as streams of blood wet her cheeks.

Elsewith had light brown curly hair that fell to breasts, pale skin, and golden eyes. Her lips were bottom-heavy and pink, her eyebrows dark and sharp, and her body was slender with light sensual curves.

"F-father…" her voice cracked.

"My little skylark," I called her.

In a single step, she threw herself into me, squeezing me with all of her strength.

"500 years alone, I was worried about you," I spoke softly I held her. The girl just wept into my shoulder. "I promise to make it up to you for the next 500 years. I won't send you again. I'll keep you just like this, forever."

Elsewith clutched my shirt in response. After some time, we parted and I cleaned her face of the bloody tears.

Elsewith stifled, "I've missed you dearly. I thought I would never see you again."

"I'm here now. We're together as we should be." I placed a chaste kiss on her lips and received a small smile. "Come on, let's talk abit."

The room was then situated like a meeting hall. With myself and Elsewith, who clung to me as the center of attention.

"I was expecting you, but not your entire coven. Why the sudden reunion?" I asked.

" A Solar Eclipse is coming in April. It's coming soon and I thought we should all celebrate it, together," said Elsewith.

"And?" I asked.

She sighed, "Edward told me that you plan to settle here. My siblings have learned moderation over the years, I was thinking we could bring the family back together and perform the Hollowing."

"Hmm, we can celebrate, but I have a lot to do before your siblings can join us, however, you can send for them and we can conven in the mountains, above the cloud bank. Make sure they, don't cross into Quileute territory."

"Yes, father," Elsewith replied, happily.

"Why is a Solar Eclipse special?" Carlisle asked.

"Because Vampires and Werewolves meet. Traditionally, it would be a day that both species add to their ranks. Especially since the changes are instant for both species. For humans with ability, the eclipse sends their abilities in a sort of surge, allowing us to find the best newborns." I explained.

"And the hallowing?" Edward asked.

"It's an old ritual that turns common land into sacred land. Within the land, an allied vampire can have its body ripped apart and healed within minutes. It's how the Uppsala coven survived." Kate answered for me.

"And you want to make a place like that in Forks?" Esme was conflicted at the thought.

"I'm not finished." said Kate, "The Hallowing can also tap into latent powers of a vampire. Only if the power was too weak to be expressed during the transition. What's it's done, it's basically claiming dominance over a territory."

"I've never heard of such a thing." Said Alice.

"Because it's a perversion of a forgotten witch sabbat that uses Chaos Magic. Only my father can do it," said Elsewith.

"And you all want to be part of it?" Carlisle asked the Denali Coven.

Each of them nodded.

Carlisle sighed. But he could do nothing. If I wanted the territory, it was only a matter of time before I took it. And the clock was counting down before I went to war with Volturi. When that happens, every vampire would have to choose their allegiances wisely.

"Enough, of this," I spoke up. "The Solar Eclipse will happen. We can feast and have a good time. But everything else is up in the wind. For now, let's just live peacefully."

Everyone agreed. After some nonessential talks, I took the Denali Coven to my home. The Cullens' was a bit cramped.

When we arrived, Tanya, Irina, Kate, and I picked up where we left off almost a thousand years ago. Elsewith joined and it was a party that last for the next three days.

When we stepped out of the room, it was time to get back to business. Starting with a message I received from Alice. It left me conflicted, but in the end, I decided to not intervene. Instead, I called Jasper and Alice over to talk about the business in Seattle.

After I explained it was simple negotiation and hand over a list of companies I wanted to contract with for materials, they happily took off on a short vacation.

A week then passed in a blink of an eye. During that time, it was a mix of orgies and teaching Angela how to enter the collective consciousness, the Quileute would refer to the skill as spirit walking.

At the end of the weak, Elsewith, who I finally got accustomed to calling Elise, took Eleazar and Carmen along to find her siblings.

Meanwhile, Tanya, Kate, Myself, and Carlisle, stood at the edge of Quileute land as we watched, Billy Black, a middle-aged man in a wheelchair being pushed by his daughter Rachel Black. Beside them was Harry Coldwater, his wife Sue, and their Eldest Daughter Leah. Finally, ahead of them all, was Sam Uley, the newly phased wolf, and pack leader.

"You called for us. We're here." Said Sam, a rather intense young man with a large protective instinct.

"We mean no harm." Said Carlisle, "And Elder of our people just wants to with your elders for a while."

"All of you look so young. It's hard to tell who the elder is." Billy Black spoke from his chair.

"I am Tanya, born 1000 AD."

"I am Kate, born 1015 AD"

"Carlisle Cullen, born 1640 AD"

"Obediah, born 10,019 BC. Now you know who the elder is." I said.

"And now you know my ranking within this group," said Carlisle.

The Quileute shared looks and Harry gave a silent nod. After all, my eyes were Ocean blood, and my complexion matched that of a human. I was obviously different no matter what year I was born.

We were led to Billy's house where sat around the fire pit. Sam had his two packmates build the wood base. I then snapped and the pit ignited.

The Quileutes looked shocked but I tittered. "It's no different from your ancestor who once controlled the wind and animals."

"You.."

"I did my research, yes." I interrupted.

"So you must be here for a reason. Let's get to it," said Sam.

"Sam, that's enough. Everything moves in its own time. Be patient." said Billy.

"I like you." I told Billy, "Like many cultures of old, you're people still tell stories do they not?"

"Mmm." Billy and Harry nodded.

"Then let us share stories tonight. Go and call the rest of your elders. I want everyone to understand each other before he moves forward."

And so the night of peace talks began.