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Riley Carson is a powerful hybrid. Her father was a witch and her mother a werewolf. She is now a new recruit for the military and has her hands full with an overbearing stepmom and long time rival. Her haunting past sniffs her out every night and her anger that builds is too strong to ignore. How long will it take until she loses control?

Solomon Bennett has been a away from Mystic Falls and His Twin sister since he was an infant.  

Raised in Dowager Fauline Cottage in New Orleans, Louisiana. Solomon is back in town, and he's up to something sinister.

With only his twin in his heart and thoughts, Solomon will befriend the enemy, turn on allies, and forsake lovers. Follow the Bennett witch on his journey through the depraved world of the supernatural.

A Genius girl reborn as Bonnie Bennett in Vampire diaries and teen wolf.

watch as she creates her legacy

Tripar and his Dog, Rywar, have to go out and get the “Lost Stone”, which is a stone that turns you into a god, in order to defeat the evil tyrant leader of the US at the time Michael Stevens.

*This Is Book 1 of a 2 part series*

In the months that followed the LeRoi trial, Michael was busy with various cases, mostly smaller ones, a couple of larger ones, and of course, Jean-Lucs appeal.  He found himself lacking the motivation to do even the smallest amount of research or preparation and was appreciative of Amys practically OCD nature when it came to the details.  The thought occurred to him that it might be time to find something else to do, but what that might be he couldnt imagine.
He hadnt seen Maggie since that night at Petes Tavern after the LeRoi verdict.  She had expected an appeal, but Rance had handed the case to someone else, probably, Michael surmised, at her request.  He didnt blame her; shed never liked LeRoi and to top it off hed attacked her in court that day.
One night in late January, Michael attended a black-tie gala at the Met.  His date Kimberley had canceled at the last minute, suddenly called out of town for an emergency photo shoot.  She was replacing someone whod dropped out sick.  
He rolled his eyes.  Because God knows we need more swimsuit photos, he thought irritably.  On the other hand, flying solo tonight might not be the worst thing in the world.  He glanced around at scores of beautiful women draped in designer gowns.  Im always up for something new.
He made his way to the bar where he ordered a bourbon.  Make mine a dirty martini, said a smoky female voice to his right.  He glanced over to see a stunning blonde in a sparkling strapless black gown with a deep plunging neckline showcasing stellar tits and a slit up the left side revealing an exquisite leg.
Michael smiled slyly and said, You know what they say about women who order dirty martinis.
The woman glanced at him sideways.  No.  What do they say? she challenged.
They say that women who order dirty martinis are enchanting, gorgeous, and intelligent.  He grinned playfully. Im Michael Rannigan.
The woman laughed.  Well, Michael Rannigan, I see that youre blessed with the gift of gab.  Im Alexis Bennett.
Nice to meet you, Alexis Bennett.  Tell me, are you here with your husband?  Boyfriend?  Lesbian lover?  He gave his best mischievous smirk.
She laughed again.  You are shameless, she said shaking her head.  No, sadly, they all stayed home.  Im here by myself tonight.
We cant have that, can we? he grinned.  Where is your table?
Alexis pointed to the far side of the room.  Im at 17.
Michael shook his head.  That will never do.  Youre at the wrong table.
She frowned.  Which is the right table?
Mine, of course, number 5.  Ill have the situation remedied immediately, he said.  Believe you me, heads will roll.
Throughout dinner, Michael kept up the charm and Alexis seemed to enjoy his company.  As they chatted, she revealed that she was a talent agent representing many prominent news personalities and she seemed interested in the fact that Michael was an attorney.
After dinner, they skipped out on the rest of the festivities in favor of heading to Michaels place for drinks.  Behind his bar mixing a martini for her and pouring a bourbon for himself, Michael regaled Alexis with stories from his years in court, embellishing here and there for effect.  She laughed in the appropriate places as she perched on a bar stool across from him.  His eyes were drawn to her mesmerizing cleavage and to the shapely left leg obligingly revealed by the slit in her gown.
Are you going to keep undressing me with your eyes all night, or are you going to man up? she asked as she drained her glass
Michael grinned mischievously.  Im something of a voyeur, he said.  How about you undress while I watch?  He sauntered over to the couch and took a seat, crossing his ankle over his knee and resting his arms on the back.
Alexis slid off the stool and stood in the middle of the living room.  Giving him a sly look, she reached under her left arm and unzipped the Elie Saab gown and let it slide down and pool around her black Christian Louboutins.  
She reminds me of Veronica, Michael thought.  They could almost be sisters.  His cock responded instantly to that thought.
He smiled appreciatively at her black lace bustier with garters holding up sheer black stockings.  A tiny black thong completed the ensemble.   His eyes traveled back up to the creamy mounds bursting from the top of the overextended lace.  He hooked a finger toward her in a come hither motion.
She walked over and straddled him, pressing her lips to his.  Hed waited as long as he could to get his hands on her glorious tits.  A sharp tug allowed them to spill out over the top of the bustier and he gathered them up in his hands, hefting their weight and brushing across the sharp pink nubs with his thumbs.
Alexis, for her part, began to grind his erection with her sex, moaning lightly as his member responded favorably to her movements.  As he took her left tit into his mouth, she moved her hands down to undo his pants and release his rock-hard cock.  Shifting slightly, she pulled aside the thong and slid him into her, tossing back her head as he filled her wet and needy core.  Her movements began in earnest as she rode him feverishly.  Michael moved his hips in harmony with hers and felt his release begin to build.
He wrapped his arms around her waist and gripped her tightly as he stood, laying her on the coffee table and beginning to fuck her in earnest.  Oh, baby, you feel so good, he cooed into her ear.  Her heightened cries announced her imminent climax and he felt his own release pulsing in conjunction with the clenching of her sex.  The sensation of ecstasy washed over him as his essence poured out.
He held himself over her for a moment, panting to catch his breath, before he kissed her lightly on the forehead and removed himself from her.


Brilliant Manhattan attorney Michael Rannigan has his life arranged exactly the way he likes it. As a founding partner at the law firm of Murphy, Rannigan, & Metheny, he can let his underlings do the legwork on the high profile defense cases his exclusive 50th floor division handles. He prefers to simply breeze in and do what he does best: dazzle juries and charm the press.
Michael hires new lawyer Maggie Flynn and has her assigned to his elite 50th floor team. He knows smart when he sees it. He also sees the spark in her eyes. She wants him. And having her nearby strokes his ego. It’s not like anything will come of it, she’s so far from his type. But there’s something unsettling about Mary Margaret Flynn.
Maggie realizes that her crush on Michael is all but hopeless. What would happen if they ever crossed that line?
Sex scenes/explicit content, Suggest age range 18+
Rannigan’s Redemption is by Pandora Spocks, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

STATUS
Extant
RELATED SPECIES
Ghost
The Spirits
The Ancestors
Human
Siphoner
Hybrid
Immortal
Medium
Doppelgänger
Supernatural Hunter
Psychic
Werewolf

DISTINCTION
Architects of the Supernatural
Keepers of the Balance
Servants of Nature

Witches are supernatural beings who are born with the power to affect change by magical means, known as witchcraft. While many witches are the self-proclaimed "Keepers of the Balance," other witches have been known to work against the Balance and use their power for personal gain.

The Balance of Nature

The Balance of Nature is a spiritual belief system based around the observance of the Earth and reverence of Mother Nature. The goal of many witches is to honor the design of Nature and to maintain balance within the natural world. The Balance of Nature is intimately tied to one's spiritual relationship with the Earth, and the idea that all living things are considered sacred, as they are all different aspects of nature. Contemporary witches often use ceremonies, rituals, or shamanic practices to attune themselves with the natural rhythms of Nature in their efforts to obtain guidance and knowledge from wiser known witches called "the Spirits" or from their ancestors. However, according to Gloria, who referred to herself as an "old-school voodoo" practitioner, not all witches follow this belief system and have free will to choose how they practice their power.

Witchcraft

Main article: Witchcraft
Witchcraft is the practice of magic. However, before a witch has come into their power, they're considered "untapped", and their magic is considered pure. After awakening their power, witchcraft can encompass many different types of activities including astrology, divination, spell casting, and spirit communication. It includes the practices of many cultures, nations, and religions as well as many books and writings dating back to ancient times. Depending upon the individual, some witches practice their power by certain belief systems, such as Shamanism, Voodoo, Wicca, or any number of other magical practices from countries and cultures all around the world. Although the majority of traditional witches are commonly portrayed as being kind and selfless humans who use their powers to maintain balance within the world, some witches are not and go directly against the Balance of Nature by practicing their powers for dark and sinister or selfish deeds. A few darker witches go so far as to subvert the very laws that govern Nature.

Powers and Abilities

Witches can achieve a variety of powers or abilities through their use of witchcraft and spell casting; however, age, experience, knowledge, or power can limit the capabilities of one witch to that of another.

Main article: Spells and Rituals
Spell Casting: One of the defining characteristics of a witch is their ability to cast spells; a "spell" being a word, a verse or incantation, ritual action, or any combination of these to carry out a magical action. On rare occasions such actions can be performed without the use of a verbal spell.

Channeling: The power to invoke extra forms of energy by focusing on external forces.

Potion Brewing: The power to brew and concoct potions, remedies, and elixirs that have supernatural properties with varying effects.

Telekinesis: The power to move objects and persons through mental influence.

Pain Infliction: The power to create excruciating migraines or aneurysms through supernatural means.

Elemental Control: The power to control and manipulate the elements of air, earth, fire, and water.

Divination: The power to divine future, past, and present events based on extrasensory perception.
Clairvoyance: The power to divine future, past or present events through instinctive knowledge.

Intuition: The power to divine future, past or present events through the use of instinctive knowledge.

Premonitions: The power to divine future, past or present events through the observation and study of dreams.

Psychometry: The power to divine future, past or present events through contact with or proximity to a certain object or person.

Projection: The power to separate from one's body and project the mind to another location or to instantaneously travel from one point to another.

Transmogrification: The unique power to alter the physical structure of objects living or dead, changing their form through spells.

Telepathy: The power that allows witches to access the minds of others through spells.

Possession: The power to jump one's spirit into the body of another, taking control of said host body through spells.

Illusions: The power to alter the senses of others to perceive a false reality through spells.

Dream Manipulation: The power to control people's dreams through spells.

Resurrection: The power to bring someone or one's self back from the dead through spells.

Weaknesses

Disbelief: The act of denying or disbelieving in one's potential could cause a witch to inadvertently suppress their magical power.

Distraction: Denying a witch from concentrating or giving full attention to their spells, may render them ineffective. 
Since most spells are spoken verbally and take time to take effect, witches are vulnerable to attack before their completion. Additionally, certain spells require items, tools, and or special events during casting, therefore they can't be invoked on a mere whim.
Emotions: A witch's magic is subject to the influence of their emotional state and may fluctuate according to them, especially when untrained. 

According to Sheila Bennett, strong emotions such as worry and anger can fuel a witch's power while emotions such as fear may prevent a witch from properly accessing them.

Herbs: Ingestion of certain herbs can cause a witch to lose consciousness and prevent them from using magic for an undetermined amount of time. The Lobelia flower prevents concentration and, therefore, the practice of magic and can be used to temporarily weaken a witch.

Huntress' Blood: The supernatural huntress' blood can suppress all magic of a witch when consumed, as well as prevent magic from working on said witch, as seen when the Armory could not perform a locator spell on Bonnie Bennett. Prolonged ingestion is toxic and ultimately leads to the death of the witch. Once black scabs start appearing on their body, the infected witch has less than a week of life. There is no known cure to combat this disease.

Witchcraft: Witches are still susceptible to the powers of witchcraft. This is inclusive of mystical and dark objects. A siphoner can siphon the magic from a witch and prolonged exposure is said to lead to death.

Mortality: Despite their mystical attributes, witches are still human and share many of the same weaknesses as non-supernatural beings (e.g. age, decapitation, disease, heart-failure, suffocation, snapped neck, etc.). However, witches can temporarily get around this weakness through the use of protection spells.

Overexertion: The excessive use of magic can lead to disorientation, nose bleeds, unconsciousness, and if taken to the extreme, death.

Nature: It is said that Nature will always find a balance when witchcraft is performed, thus spells will always have loopholes. This means, among other things, that no being can be truly immortal.

Mystic Falls Founders Bell: An indestructible bell that amplifies the effects of the Staff of Arcadius when combined with the Maxwell Striker. When struck, it produces a high frequency that has some minor effects on witches and siphoners, giving them painful headaches. Apart from this, it does not affect their ability to perform magic and cast spells.

Tools

Amulets: An object that is used to protect its wearer from harm.

Athames: A ceremonial dagger with a double-edged blade that is commonly used to direct energy.

Candles: A block of solid wax with an embedded wick that is commonly lit to amplify a witch's spell.

Cauldrons: A large metal pot that is commonly used to hold the ingredients for elixirs and potions.

Grimoires: A family journal is documented with magical recipes, rituals, and spells.

 Grimoires can also be used as a Talisman to represent a witch.

Herbs: Various flora used as ingredients to be incorporated into spells as binding agents.

Stones: Various minerals and ores used to boost or bind a witch's spell.

Symbols: Seals drawn or written used as physical representations of spells.

Talismans: Objects that can be used to magnify a witch's power and/or represent them supernaturally.

Trivia

According to Abby, all magic is monitored by Nature and has consequential effects. She explained this to her daughter, Bonnie, when she informed her of how she always dreamed of a normal life and how after she defeated an Original vampire named Mikael. She decided to abandon her family to live the life she so desperately desired outside of Mystic Falls. As punishment for deserting her lineage, Abby said that it was Nature and not the Spirits, that slowly took away her magic until she was completely powerless.

According to Bonnie, all witches have a spiritual connection to the elements of the Earth and the forces of Nature. Since most witches derive their magic from Nature, Bonnie explained how witches can feel the essence of life itself.

According to Emily, vampirism was an evil curse created from dark magic. She explained how some humans, such as Stefan Salvatore, are unfit to become vampires due to their gentle nature. Since vampirism is known to enhance the characteristics and magnify the emotions of a person, humans who are naturally benevolent will become even more benevolent as a vampire. However, since the basic nature of a vampire is to kill, many kindhearted vampires struggle to fight their urges to murder and more often than not, fall off the wagon by cutting off their humanity and going on a killing spree. These vampires become known as "Rippers."

According to Esther, the creation of the Original vampires was an accident as she never intended to turn her family into monsters, but merely to protect them from harm. After the death of her youngest son, Henrik, Esther and her husband, Mikael, feared the power of the werewolves and wanted to exceed them in superiority. With the support of her husband, Esther created a spell that would not only grant her family immortality but would also make them faster and stronger than the wolves. Despite the countless warnings given by her mentor, Ayana, Esther used Dark Magic to successfully enact the spell, not knowing that violent behavior and an insatiable thirst for blood would become permanent side-effects.

According to Sheila Bennett, the Spirits are responsible for creating the laws on magic. Contrary to her granddaughter, Bonnie Bennett, Sheila has presumably always practiced spirit magic whereas Bonnie originally practiced Traditional Magic. Sheila hinted that she practiced Spirit Magic when she first met Damon Salvatore, whom she immediately disliked. When Damon asked how Sheila could hate him without even knowing him, Sheila informed Damon how the Spirits "talked" to her, and told her that he was an enemy of the Bennett family and discouraged her from trusting him. One year after her death, when Bonnie performed the Manifestation Spell which allowed the supernatural spirits of Mystic Falls to materialize Sheila confirmed that the Spirits were responsible for creating the rules on witchcraft.
While the term "warlock" was originally used to differentiate the male witches from the female witches, it appears that "witch" is a gender-neutral term that applies to men and women. Luka Martin and Papa Tunde are the only two people that have been referred to as warlocks.

A subsection of witches known as siphoners are the only witches who have the potential to be turned into witch-vampire hybrids, as they keep their ability to practice magic after being turned into vampires as a result of their siphoning ability.
As hybrids, they can draw upon their vampirism as a limited source of power.

This is contradictory to what was previously shown; however, as all witches can gain power from external sources, to channel, yet none of these witches turned vampires could do so considering they are aberrations of Nature.
However, the fact that witches also possessed their own power in addition to their ability to channel magic from other sources is why they were unable to keep their ability to practice magic following their transformations. Siphoners, however, do not possess their own magic, and as a result, fall into a loophole of Nature's laws.
Following this, witches would still be able to draw magic in from outside sources. Furthermore, they should not be able to wield magic, regardless of how they obtain it.

Of the many witches shown throughout the series, only four have been explicitly stated to be among the most powerful in history, or a variation thereof: Esther, Qetsiyah, Dahlia, and the Hollow. However, no official hierarchy has been made among these four and are listed in order of appearance.
Executive producer Michael Narducci has previously stated that Dahlia is "the most powerful thing we've ever seen in this universe." [1]
According to Michael Narducci, Hope Mikaelson "is the most powerful witch in the world." [2]
Bennett Witches are well-known in the witch community. Considered one of the most powerful lineages of magic, many powerful spells have been linked to the blood of a Bennett witch, requiring a Bennett witch to successfully perform them.
In New Orleans, there are nine main witches covens that form the majority of the witch community there.

Practitioners of Ancestral Magic can be stripped of additional power supported by the Ancestors if their coven shuns them, weakening them. They can further be punished if they continue to practice magic in New Orleans, as seen with Vincent Griffith.

Revealed by Davina, if a witch tries to murder the Regent they shall be hanged as punishment.
The term "Seer" is a titular name for witches gifted with seeing into the past, present, and future, more than a subset of witches. In other words, all seers are clairvoyant witches (witches gifted with seeing into the past, present or future) but not all clairvoyant witches are seers (specialize in the field).

Various other cultures of witches have been mentioned, though not elaborated upon, such as the following: "
Strega
" of Italy; "
Aje
" of the Yoruba people of Nigeria, West Africa; "
Häxa
" of Sweden[3], as well as
Latvian
(of Latvia)[4],
Santería
(of Morocco)[5], and
Obi
(or Obeah of Nigeria)[6] witches. Pyromancers, of unknown origins but found mostly in
East Asia
, are another unique but rare type of fire-breathing witch; however, only a couple dozen remain[7].

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NARRATIVE of WARD COURIER/CONFERENCE with TED BENNETT
March, 2011
BUFFALO, NY

Ted Bennett sat across the table from me in a booth at the Buffalo Irish Center. It was the first time the FBI man had met me in a pub and the first meeting anywhere after hours. I thought either that he just wanted to shoot the breeze about some speculative topics or that he had something to say that he didn't want anyone else knowing about. It turns out that it was both.
It also turns out that Bennett was an occasional regular at this South Buffalo social club. He was a member of the Order of Hibernians based on some Irish ancestry. He addressed the young woman who served us by her first name. It was actually comforting to see this friendly social interaction in a traditional environment. Things felt really unsettled everywhere else. When Bennett got ready to speak his piece, it was the first sign of self-questioning I'd ever seen in him.
"This is a private question," he said. "Something for me."
"Shoot," I said.
"I have to tell you, one thing really scared me in that story in your book about the druggie. The one where he blew himself up."
"'Medicated Goo,'" I said. 'That one again,' I thought. You have read it way back in this series. This was the story that foreshadowed the drug they called 'savvy.' This was the one that brought the DEA in, way back - and set up a crazy chain of circumstances in my life.
"What really got me," said Bennett, "what I can't let go of... Was that image at the end, of those 'things' in another universe, trying to get back into the world by reaching into humanity. That was creepy. I still get shivers about the idea that that drug could give you the sense of reaching its Source and that that Source was something old and otherworldly." He looked uncomfortable. "Yodhe..." - he said it YOD-Hee - "that one kept me up at night."
I laughed, relieved that this was the source of his unease. "'YO-thee,'" I said, with the voiced -TH of 'the.' "Just a story. The name came to me in a dream. Glad it had some impact."
He looked at me with bleary eyes. That was my first suspicion that he may have been a devout Christian. "Did you ever seriously get the sense that there was a deeper connection to the whole thing?"
"I'm not sure you can say there's a masterstroke in a story that nobody but me thinks is a masterpiece," I said. "But the idea that this is an ESP drug and that repeated uses of it can give you a clue to its origin and even bring you closer to the Source... And that the Source was something that echoed a famous literary mythology, theCthulhu mythos of the Lovecraft cycle... I really thought that was clever."
Bennett's interest level went up. "Lovecraft?"
"We've talked about him before," I said, fairly sure we had gone into more depth at some point in the preceding four years. "Did you miss the story devoted to one of his admirers in 'Ghosthunter'? 'My Vengeance Lurks'?"
"Our research team didn't pick that one out," said Bennett. "I've read the others a couple times."
"Guess you did miss that one," I said. I recycled the elements of the story you read earlier, including the Buffalo connection. I could see Bennett wondering where I was going.
"Is there any other tradition about this...?" said Bennett as if he was struggling with the word.
"'Ka-THOO-loo,'" I said again, with the soft -TH. "That's the way most people say it. Well, there's either a thousand parallels for Cthulhu or none, at least unless you think Lovecraft could have spotted the Devil and given him a different name. Cthulhu is a sleeping god, a monstrous being that lost a war before humanity existed and is imprisoned like Merlin in sort of a deathlike, other-dimensional trance. Lovecraft has a pretty good sketch of Cthulhu in his notes. He's - it's - envisioned like a King Kong, but with dragon wings, lobster claws, and a head that's like a complete octopus. The blastie is utterly unvisualizable as a natural thing."
Bennett had suddenly gone all ears. I remember being surprised. "Is there any serious following for this sort of thing?" he said. "Are there worshippers? Devotees?"
"There is no serious religious tradition about Cthulhu," I said. "It's fiction. There is no identifiable cult. Not one that anybody knows of."
"So what was the game of this...?" said Bennett as if he didn't want to try the name again.
"Same as every earthly baddie and every fictional fiend up to Tolkien's Sauron. Domination. More. And more. And nothing but himself and his own people count. In that order."
Bennett smirked. "Sounds like some of the people we deal with."
"And in the theory of the Lovecraft Circle, that's the purpose of all the echelons of earthly baddies, all the misguided villains and fanatics of the world, whether they know it or not: to bring Cthulhu and his crew back into the world. And some of them take on monstrous forms. All the werewolves and witches and dragons of world legend... They weren't unconnected actors. They were working for the big guy and his pals, in one big network."
"Lovecraft," said Bennett. "I may have to look him up."
"Start with 'The Rats in the Walls,'" I said. "Personal favorite. Short but eerie. And it holds most of the elements of Lovecraft's work in one package." Bennett wrote something down in his overhanded lefty script.
"I don't think of Lovecraft as a great American master. I'm not recommending him as a prose stylist like Henry James or Updike or Joyce Carol Oates. Lovecraft's plots are all basically the same. His characters don't grab you, and there's no big advancement of artistic flair or philosophy. He doesn't have a great linguistic gift. But people who can just enjoy what they're reading and not ask for more than that out of it can maybe get into the groove and... Lovecraft can really have an impact. Man, when I was fifteen... Lovecraft could scare you out of going to the basement." Bennett laughed.
"Part of the terror of Lovecraft's work is that he doesn't see a light at the end of the tunnel. It's depressing in a way. Cthulhu and his clan of barely pronounceable demons are always waiting, and if somebody opens the door just wide enough, he and his crew are back, and that's the end. Kiss all your happiness and any point to life goodbye, at least if his opposite numbers don't kick in, the good but detached Elder Gods. And there's no guarantee that they will."
Bennett looked like his interest was winding down. Mine wasn't. Ah, the teacher. "Another of the Lovecraft circle, August Derleth, took things a step further. Derleth's literary universe is sort of the stereotypical Manichean pantheon, a war between light and dark, between good gods and bad ones. The good ones want the universe to stay balanced. The bad ones want it tipping their way. I'm not saying either one of these guys believed in what they were writing. But for Derleth, the universe had some good guys."
"Makes you wonder what drug he was on," said Bennett. In the line's aftermath, he looked at me with a different attitude. "Do you believe in a Devil?"
"Not really," I said. "If you ask me if I believe in a powerful source of evil in the world that could be capable of motivating individuals... Different question. Something has to be behind some of the stuff we've seen in history. I mean, animals kill to eat. It's people who kill for fun."
"If there was something like that," said Bennett, "a power like that, what chance would we have against it?"
This took me by surprise. I believed I knew a few things Bennett didn't know I knew, and they gave me my own source of unsettlement. It was even possible that I knew things Bennett didn't know. I had come to believe that the agencies were keeping a few secrets from each other, due to a couple of the tidbits Lys had made sure to drop on me.
"Whatever it is would have opponents," I said, "at least until the battle is over. If the cycles of history, philosophy, literature, and religion, have taught us anything, that's one of the central themes: the opposition of forces and the choice we all get to make."
Bennett made some more of his gnarly notes in his wallet-planner. I couldn't help studying again that funny writing style. He wrote almost like a natural righty that someone had convinced to go southpaw. It really did look like to me that any success he'd had had been achieved through sheer force of will.
Our glasses had been empty for some time. I studied the no-longer savory brown foam slipping with geological slowness toward the slick glassy bottom. I knew every slide would morph into bigger bubbles and then pop into drops of the tepid liquid that had birthed them through its exhalations. Without a word, the server brought us two more pints and carted those glasses off. I didn't know what was going on in Bennett's world that gave him such discomfort. All I could think was that something paranormal had started to seem real to him.




Author:
Author, teacher, storyteller, and supernatural historian Mason Winfield studied English and Classics at Denison University, earned a master’s degree in British literature at Boston College, and studied poetry and fiction at SUNY Buffalo with professor emeritus and MacArthur grant recipient Irving Feldman. He has written or edited fourteen books, including the regional sensation “Shadows of the Western Door” (1997) and “Iroquois Supernatural,” co-authored with Michael Bastine, on the traditions of the Six Longhouse Nations (Inner Traditions International/Bear & Company, 2011). Several of his surveys of upstate folklore and paranormal tradition may be found at the website of Western New York Wares: www.buffalobooks.com. He may be reached at www.masonwinfield.com.

An anatomically perfect human jaw fashioned of diamond-hard quartz crystal is uncovered at an Ohio burial mound and sold on the underground antiquities market. Shortly after, three pothunters are found dead.

A mysterious new drug suspected of South American origin surfaces in Buffalo, NY. Its unprecedented psycho-tropic effects include the momentary activation of ESP. 

Blind, speechless, emaciated street people start appearing in many parts of the world. An urban legend-cycle forms around them, and the name of a murderous old cult, “the Whistlers” attaches to them.

An archaeological team at a Mayan site reports finding a bizarre artifact and vanishes. 

An upstate schoolteacher’s book of New York legends and folklore foreshadows these developments and more. 

   These are the threads – plus his affair with a maddening woman – that draw narrator Ward Courier into the international adventure of occultism, terror, Native American tradition and onrushing prophecy that is Mason Winfield’s anticipated new novel THE WHISTLERS. By the time the picture of THE WHISTLERS becomes clear, we are ready to believe in a sinister conspiracy that could predate Atlantis and even hail from another world.

The invitation from Bennett signified his trust. The meeting point this time was the first shelter that Dark Net was building, located in a city ruins named 'Ruins of Lloyd' in a wasteland in the Northern Continent. It had once been the financial center of a dead nation in the Northern Continent.
Han Xiao sat in Bennett's private helicopter. When he looked down at the city from the sky, he could see the building process of the shelter. The first thing he saw was the tens of meters tall enormous wall that was being built. In the areas that had yet to be completed, he could see workers welding steel bars together onto the scaffolding. The concrete of the wall was mixed with other materials and had a metallic feeling to it. With Han Xiao's professional knowledge, he knew that the wall was so strong that smaller rockets would at most only leave traces of burn marks on it. The wall was built to the standards of a fortress; it was extremely expensive.
The Dark Net's symbol was painted on the wall in dark red together with the new name of this city.
Bennett Sanctuary One!
The helicopter flew past the wall, and the construction machinery came into sight, clearing the roads and the abandoned buildings. Countless workers in gray uniforms ran around doing their job to lay the foundation for the new buildings and planning the layout of the city. Steel bars, bricks, wood, and other stacks of industrial building materials lay out in the open, and it looked exactly like a gigantic construction site.
"You named the shelter after yourself." Han Xiao patted Bennett's shoulder with a smirk. "I didn't know you're this shameless."
Bennett slapped the palm on his shoulder away and said, "Let's go. Come to the high ranked officials meeting with me."
"What has the meeting got to do with me?" Han Xiao asked in surprise.
Bennett shook his head and laughed. "You're a high ranked official, too."
Han Xiao blinked.
Bennett cleared his throat and said, "I strongly recommended you to be a director personally. You won't disappoint me, will you?"
Dark Net had recently reconstructed their high ranked officials, with the highest ranking being the founders such as Bennett and one level lower being the various directors.
"What are you talking about?" Han Xiao asked with a serious face. "When did I disappoint you?"
Bennett did not know whether to laugh or cry. He led the way, and Han Xiao saw the construction of the shelter at a close range.
"Sanctuary One is our test. I've put in plenty of resources, and it's progressing quite well. The basic layout should be completed within a year. The layout of the shelter is divided into a few sections. In order to have enough basic infrastructure to meet the requirements of its residents, the plants and livestock also needs to form a self-sustained ecosystem so that even if war breaks out in the outside world, the shelter can provide for its own, and the defensive measures are, of course, to defend against enemies."
Boom!
An abandoned building in front was being demolished, and dust filled the area as it fell down.
Han Xiao waved the dust away and said in awe, "Just this shelter would've cost you a huge sum."
"The Six Nations' resources can only support two to three sanctuaries," Bennett said with his hands behind his back. "My plan is to build at least three to five sanctuaries across the continents."
"That will be outrageously expensive."
"This sum of money is insignificant when it comes to preserving our civilization."
"Wow, I could almost see the halo above your head," Han Xiao mocked.
Bennett's mouth twitched.
After arriving at the new fortress, directors of the Dark Net gathered in the meeting hall. They stood up and bowed slightly to show their respect when Bennett and Han Xiao walked in.
Black Phantom had displayed his strength and was now the top fighting force of Dark Net, and with Bennett's support, the high ranked officials present all agreed that Han Xiao's position was at the same level as theirs.
The high ranked officials reported the progress of Sanctuary One in turn, and when Bennett was done settling them, he said, "Sanctuary One has been proven to be practical. The message has been sent out. Many wanderers came to look for protection upon hearing the message. With more residents, the building progress can be sped up.
"At the same time, we can give them job opportunities to take part in the construction process of the shelter, which will aid in strengthening unity. I foresee that in the months to come, as the message of the shelter gets spread out further, more wanderers will come.
"The construction of shelter has to start sooner rather than later; I have decided to commence the construction of Sanctuary Two and Three immediately."
The high ranked officials exchanged looks, and one of them asked hesitantly, "Mr. Bennett, wouldn't that be too much of a rush? Why don't we wait for Sanctuary One to be completed?"
"Because we don't have much time. We need to speed up the progress."
"Sanctuary needs someone to be in charge. Who will be in charge of Sanctuary Two?"
"Xena will be in charge of Sanctuary Two," Bennett said. Xena was currently the highest director of Dark Net and had been recommended by many senior officials. Of course, no one opposed this decision.
"As for Sanctuary Three, Black Phantom will be in charge."
Han Xiao's eyebrows shot up. He did not expect Bennett to trust him this much and let him be in charge of an entire shelter. The power of this was very huge.
The directors were shocked as well.
Black Phantom had just become a high ranked official, and now he was in charge of such an important issue. It seemed to many that he was not senior enough to do so. Many directors wanted to object, but Bennett had already seen through their thoughts. One simple sentence made their mouths shut.
"Each shelter needs someone with extraordinary strength to guard. If any of you have the confidence that your subordinate is stronger than Black Phantom, feel free to object."
Stronger than Black Phantom? The directors laughed bitterly. Across the entire Dark Net, other than Bennett and two others who had already retired, no one could beat Black Phantom.
Bennett ended the meeting since no one opposed the decision and brought Han Xiao to a private meeting room. They chatted for a while before Bennett stopped debating with Han Xiao over if there should be a reward for being the person in charge of Sanctuary Three. He faced Han Xiao's look of contempt without any shame and showcased the detailed plan of Sanctuary Three.
"Sanctuary Three's construction is basically completed. Its location will be in Graymetal Ruins."
Han Xiao thought that place sounded quite familiar, and then he remembered that Graymetal Ruins was where he had set up his secret base. It was quite a coincidence.
Bennett briefly explained the layout and that Han Xiao's mission was to sit in, monitor the construction team, and when any threat arose nearby, he could settle it entirely by himself. There was only one requirement—complete the construction of the shelter.
Han Xiao almost fell asleep because of how boring and tedious the explanation was, and at this time, a notification popped up in the interface. Han Xiao was immediately awake.
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You have unlocked a new organization, [Dark Net Organization]. Subsidiary [Blood Pact Society] detected. Relationship status: Respect (4450/6000) - [Rank One of Killer Leaderboard]
[Dark Net Organization] initial relationship: Friendly (2225/3000) - [Director]
_____________________
Part of the reason Han Xiao was able to become a high ranked official of the Dark Net was because of Bennett. If a player wanted to gain a high position in Dark Net, the relationship had to be at least Respect, and to become a high ranked official, it had to be at least 'Reverence'. However, the prerequisite for Han Xiao was not that strict, which was a benefit of being an NPC. It was not restricted by the rigid requirements in the interface.
_____________________
You have triggered the rank-A mission [Sanctuary Plan — Sanctuary Three]!
_____________________
Seeing the mission requirements, Han Xiao smiled. It was as he expected. As the person in charge of Sanctuary Three, his mission was construction, and the mission type was also a series mission that was divided into tens of requirements. Each of them was one part of the construction blueprint. For every part of the construction that was completed, one requirement would be considered met, which included defensive measures, residential areas, bases, buildings, cleaning the ruins, plantations, farms, and many more. It was like modifying a city.
The mission also notified him that if an unexpected situation appeared, he would also be entirely in charge of solving it, and the grading might become lower or higher depending on the situation and results.
The more requirements that were completed, the higher the completion grading would be, and the rewards would be given based on the grading.
For the players, they could take on this main storyline normally, but their situation was completely different from Han Xiao's. The players had to take on different missions from the lowest ranked or middle ranked personnel and take part in the construction from side missions. On the other hand, Han Xiao received the overall mission, which included all the side missions and main storyline missions. This was a benefit of becoming the core member of the plan—he was very clear on what needed to be done.
Also, his reward was far greater than the players'. The fragmented missions that players completed would all be considered as part of the construction in the end, which indirectly met his requirements. As mentioned before, the requirement for the same mission might even differ based on who was doing it, and with the special relationship Han Xiao had with Dark Net, he received this mission that had loads of benefits.
"However, there are some problems." Bennett cleared his throat and said, "Due to funding constraints, the resources are concentrated in Sanctuary One and Two. Therefore, there might be not as many people who will be working with you to build Sanctuary Three."
"How many?" Han Xiao suddenly had a bad feeling. Sanctuary One had tens of thousands of workers, so he would require a similar workforce.
"About a thousand…"
Han Xiao squinted with an expression that said, Are you kidding me‽
"It's mainly because of the flow of the funding not reaching its destination," Bennett said awkwardly. "This will only be the case for the first month. We will hire more people to help you afterward."
Han Xiao picked Bear Cub, who was sleeping on his laps, and threw it toward Bennett. Bear Cub fell onto the sofa upside down and finally opened its eyes slowly.
"Hit him." Han Xiao pointed toward Bennett.
Bear Cub blinked in confusion and only understood after staring at Han Xiao's finger for a very long time. It then turned over and slapped Bennett's left cheek.
Bennett laughed bitterly. He rubbed Bear Cub's furry buttock then pushed it aside and said, "I know it's difficult, but you're the only person that can help me. No one else has the ability to."
Han Xiao pondered for a while before he nodded and said, "No worries, I will be able to build a basic layout within a month."
Bennett's requirements for Sanctuary Three were very low. As long as the construction was stable and the ruins were cleaned within a month, it was more than enough. He took Han Xiao's words as a joke and didn't take it to heart at all.
"By the way, I have another requirement," Han Xiao said.
"What is it?" Bennett replied.
Han Xiao laughed and said, "Sanctuary Three has to be named after me."
Since Bennett had already done that, how could the Great Mechanic Han Xiao not received the same treatment? And by naming the shelter after himself, it would definitely create a strong, long-term impact.


What do you do when you wake up and find yourself inside the very game that you love? 
What do you do when you realize you that you have not only become an NPC - you have even been thrown back in time to before the game even launched! 
What will happen when our protagonist's two realities coincide? 
Han Xiao was a professional power leveler before his transmigration. Using his past life's knowledge, Han Xiao sweeps through the universe as he prepares for the arrival of the players. This is definitely not your typical transmigration novel.

I breath in and out as I tried to keep myself calm.

I was sitting on the chair in the head principles office with my two twins with my arms crossed, my son's glasses were broken and my daughter's dress has been cut into pieces.

While on the other side was a human family with two girls who are fake crying while my kids look disappointed in themselves.

"Please tell me your going to believe my kids now" I said.


" Oh please once a demon always a demon" The human said.

So I stood up quickly as said.

" One that is stereotyping, two wrong species I'm a devil, three not only are you insulting me you're  insulting my husband and my kids and everyone else"  as I talk I walk closer to the human woman.


" That's me saying that humans are corrupt and destroying your own world and people because all you care about is money and power, humans Don't care about kindness either they are greedy creatures, they lie and manipulate and they are narcissistic creatures"

The human women started to cry as her kids stopped 'Crying'.

"What happened?" The principal asked.

" They broke my new glasses and they ruined my sister's dress to the point she can't wear it. He didn't hit them or say anything to them check your security cameras" Michael replied. 

The principal sat there gob smacked/Shocked at how mature Michael is for his age but the principal did what he was told anyways.

The human sat there nervous how I could tell, well her leg is shaking, sweating and looking around the room while her daughter's looked guiltier than my husband when he's done something he shouldn't.


"It appears that your kids miss Bennett are the ones bullying the kids of Mr.Kai" The principal stated.

The human said and grabbed her kids and walked out of his office.


"Now do you want to go on a date?" The principal asked.


So my both kids reacted to that by giving him the finger and we walked out and went to where Damien was parked.
So, as soon as we got into the car and we all put our seatbelts on Damien started the engine and then proceeded to ask me questions. 


"So, how did it go?" Asked Damien. 


"It was alright they proved that the girls of Ms. Bennett were bullying the twins." I replied. 

"Then he asked to take mum/mom out on a date" Constance replied. 

I sighed as she didn't realise the can of souls have been spilled. 


"Really now?" Damien said with irritation in his voice. 


"Yeah but me and Constance gave him the finger as we were walking out" Michael explained. 


"How come you guys didn't fight back?" Questioned Damien. 


"Well Sebastian said that if we don't fight back that shows that we are just weak little devils that are just trying to get an education, and it also shows more of the bullying and that principal can't use it out of context or use us and an escape goat" Michael said. 

Then me and Damien looked at each other then back at the road, I have to say whether Sebastian figured or taught himself that or if Damien taught him that then that is a clever way of dealing with it but in the human the teachers don't do anything but want to get paid and go on ANOTHER holiday even though they would have had months to prepare for the kids and they don't solve anything but make things worse and it makes the victims of bullying who think of this tactic look even more pathetic. 
But that isn't the point why do the innocents get punished for defending themselves it doesn't matter your gender, skin colour, or your background. If you hurt or bully someone pay the consequence. Don't use racism or sexism or any discrimination if you can't handle the consequences of your actions. 

I should teach my kids that at some point that would be a nice lesson to them.

Kai moore is an 18 year old boy who gets bullied in college. He does everything right to keep himself in college. However, he works as a host serving drinks but he gets flirted by women and men

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