The House of Enedrial

Hear now the tale of an ancient house, one so old that they were thought to be born when the world was in its infancy.  The house was a breeding ground of Demonic worship, where one could create the most powerful hybrids.

Experimentation is what they were doing, they pushed their powers to a higher level and that they would always breed true meaning with magical powers.

The family starts with the Experiments which the demonics used to create a new version of themselves which would be able to walk amongst the humans with ease.

With them it was a near thing and many of the family died after volunteering to be experimented on.  All were male and when those who survived had children they looked normal but were always born with powers and would be stronger in whatever magical discipline that they chose.

The experiments could be wild but the first one to truly survive and to strive was Paro.  He was able to shoot bolts of pure darkness from his hands and had no issues with causing as much strife as he could.

His wife Lyla was able to use her eyes and she would shoot bolts of psionic energy out of them causing huge amounts of pain and opening their mind up to psychic attacks.

The children they had were five.  The first was a girl Jessamine who could enter a person’s mind and get information out of them.

The sons were another matter as they all had the gifts like their father which were physical.  The youngest survived the longest and was known as Draknor.  He was a firebreather like a dragon.  This is his tale.

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Draknor House Enedrial sat at his big desk in his personal home that was on the overall Enedrial Estate.  He was not happy his father Para had been causing him a lot of issues wanting him to find a mate and ensure his line and the names continued.

He had no urge to rush into mating with anyone, least of all anyone his mother Lyla had decided was good for him.  She was a manipulative lady who never did anything for another unless it also gained her some power or influence over others.

The magical community was not happy with them and while no one knew where they were hiding out as they made it hard to find by any means.

He had been thinking it was time to end the Experiments reign as head of the Enedrial house but he wasn’t strong enough yet to push things to the ultimate ending. 

It was one reason he seldom made his presence known at the main house.  He had no urge to fight against his parents.  What was needed was peace while he worked on his control.  His firebreath had grown in power exponentially however he had a long way to go with his other magical skills.  He was an air mage and it was taking a long time to progress to the next stage.

He had many plans, some of which would be great.  He looked at the woman and man coming out of his guest suite.  Ambrosia and Keysan were both members of a family known as Falangor which was an ally of the Enedrials.

Keysan approached him “What’s the news?” He asked as his dark eyes bored holes in him.

Ambrosia laughed and it was a higher pitched laugh that sounded almost bird-like “Now darling you know that he hasn’t had a chance to brief us yet on what happened with his family.  Just give him time.  You know what families are like”

Draknor smiled “Of course.  My father plans to go to your family to start the negotiation process to start the war.  You know that the war is coming between the Angelics and the Demonics.  The Demonics have indicated that they want your family to help them overtly and covertly.  Part of your family will be labelled as the traitors in the magical community but we will hide and protect everyone that we can.  The covert will be done by the upper people and it will be giving aid to the Demonics and their allies.  What do you think?”

They both knew that Draknor was giving more information then his father ever would.  “We will have to talk to my mom about what our family can do.  There are not as many of us as there used to be due to civil wars.  We do know that we will help where we can but if we are caught as a family we will all be destroyed and the family name will be dishonoured and destroyed.”

Draknor was in a morbid mood as always his thoughts went to his family.  His siblings were powerful but useless especially his sister Jessamine who was supposed to be the psionic but her ability to control her powers was lacking so much.

He hated her and he was plotting what to do. She was heavily involved with the demonic entries but she wasn’t very smart about it.  She was going to end up causing issues where they would lose their house and everything that meant anything to the family.

He watches as the guests leave.  He tried to talk to his mother and father about how Jessamine was going to destroy them.  He felt it down to his very soul well if he truly believed that he had one.  His religious thoughts were of the devil and not the angel side. 

As he began to practise his spells he was going from apprentice level spells, through journeyman to master.  He was going to have to test himself soon to see if he would get his adept status.  Then he would challenge his family to run the household.

———-

It has been six months, and he still was not happy with his family.  His father had mysteriously passed away and his sister was now running the family.  She was not doing well and looked sick and very tired.

He also had found Demonya as a member of his household though no one knew about her.  Demonya was a full demon who had been dealing with him and he felt love for her and he knew she was for him.

She was a strange beauty, her skin darker than most humans in Europe.  She also had pointed teeth and she had small horns coming out of her head as well as having hair so long it brushed the back of her knees.

“Darling, we know that there is going to be a war soon.  Your father was stupid to not recognize your mother and sisters bid for power.  She is going to destroy everything we are working towards.  She is aligning with Maleeka and going public will kill your family.”

He nodded.  “Very true.  I don’t know why she is making things so difficult.  Maleeka we will need to kill to stop this.  If she is gone would that clan still continue with the plan?”

She shook her head “No Maleeka is a loner and rules by fear and death.  If she were to perish they would not continue with this plan”

He grinned an evil half smile, his eyes becoming as dark of black as possible, the same as his mood. “I think it’s time to end this reign of terror.  Jessamine can’t go public if there is no alliance.  Has Maleeka ever fought much”

She nodded “It won’t be easy. She is a skilled fighter but her magic will not help if I damped her abilities.  You are a strong shielder her spells won’t be able to get through your physical shield.”

He laughed, “That is a good thing.  Your my dear have really proved quite useful. When this is over we will have our own experiment.  A family so powerful with you and I at its head. “

She laughed and pulled him into the right embrace and kissed him passionately.



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Draknor sat in his study with his book detailing his spells.  He knew lives were always cut short by illness and disease.  His family was no stranger to that, his mother was slowly fading after the death of his father.

He knew that his life was going to end and probably violently.  He had his plans and had already spoken to a few people that he was close to.

There was a group called the Spirit Warriors and they were linked to all the gods of good as well as Angelics.  Why could there not be another group who worshipped the dark deities as well as worked closely with the Demonics.

He knew that he had the power to force this and become the first of a new breed.  He had spoken to Demonya and she was in agreement as they would be able to shadow rule this house for hundreds of years.

He grinned and quickly called up his power and called upon Maleeka’s greatest enemy Astraya, her sister.  “ You called Mortal”

He quickly kneeled showing the respect to Astray “My Lady, I am honoured that you answered my call.  I have worshipped you for so long”

She nodded “Yes you have.  Your sacrifices have been much appreciated and plentiful.  It is why I answered your claim and blessed you with my presence.  Now what does your unworthy soul want?”

He kept his head arced down slightly, not meeting her eyes.  “I need power to prevent both your sister and mine from destroying everything we are working towards.  We need the power similar to the spirit warriors.  If I had that power I could serve you best.”

She nodded “The Angelics have meddled so often it would be nice to have a group dedicated to the Demonics.  I happen to agree with you about our sisters.  They will start a bigger war than we can handle.  The Enedrials will be instrumental in helping me as you always have.  Demonya however has started to erode what we do thanks to her acts and hee being able to kill my Experiment.”

She stood up and walked towards the kitchen.  She grabbed up the large pot and started to put items into it including garlic, basil, cumin, and many other herbs.  She then started chanting and imbuing the formula with her demonic magic.  She grabbed the knife and cut open part of her hand and allowed a few drops of her dark blood to hit the liquid.  She began to chant again and a dark aura started to rise from the pot.

“The Dark Deities have blessed the potion.  Drink this and any who wish and they will become the first of the Unspirit Warriors.  Once you have the core group of no less than 3 you can start having them swear to the Dark Deities.  They will be stronger, faster and will not die from natural causes.  They can be killed but it will be harder as your speed and the training you will put them through will make them a force to be reckoned with.”

He nodded “There will be three of us that will run the darkest knighthood.  What if those who drink the potion?”

She smiled “You will be stronger than those who take the oath the same as the experiments were more powerful that the Firsts.  Those who take the potion will have part of me in them and will have a minor armour skin that can protect you from some physical damage, your gifts will be heightened if they have them, and you will get the ability to protect your minds from psionics.”

He laughed as that would be perfect as he could then go after his sister without fear of her mental gifts and her followers who would shred his mind to pieces.  He knew just who to give the potions to as well.  It would be him as head of the Trio.   He would invite his cousin Valain, and his cousin Varayn.  They would become the leaders of the group and would destroy any who would oppose them.

He would also begin his plan that any children from him would have a demon parentage.  Demonya would be his wife and they would pursue the greatest of all warriors.  He already knew what his family’s protectors would be called.  The Demons. 

Demonya would be the best partner ever and he would eventually fade away to make room for others who would be able to take on a leadership role.  They would then be able to retire and live as husband and wife taking only what they needed.  The Enedrials would thrive and be the hidden darkness that no one saw coming.  First they had to kill Maleeka, the demon mistress. 

It wouldn’t be easy but with his cousins they could defeat her becoming the most powerful trio to ever live.

Valain was not strong with his magical side but he had the best gift which was he could increase the power of magic and gifts in anyone even if they were latent.  It didn’t last for more than 30 minutes at a time but it would allow them to be able to push harder.

Varayn was another unique specimen; his magic was pretty strong, the equal of himself.  His gift was he could link people together which would mean no screwed up messages or missed opportunities would happen.

It was the perfect pairing: one could enhance the power, one could bind them together and one could blast power.  Combined with Demonya and the wives of the cousins they would be able to handle almost anything.  The wives were Aliya and Baronia.

Aliya was gifted with the power to control the air around her.  Baronia was gifted and could transmute any energy used against her.

Baronia and Aliya would take the oath and become the first generation of Unspirit Warriors.  They would make amazing killers as neither looked particularly like an assassin or a fighter.  They both looked like housewives.

Astraya vanished with a flame around her.  He didn’t know if he would ever see her again but he hoped.  She was stronger than Demonya and probably more devious especially when she was helping them destroy her own sister.

He took a dipper and quickly separated out the liquid.  There was enough potion for 5 people to drink.  Too bad it wouldn’t do anything for Demonya.

He stoppered all the potions save one.  He tossed the potion into his mouth allowing it to coat his throat.  It burned like acid as he felt the potion beginning to work its magic.  He felt his skin begin to stretch and then tighten with the armour.  He felt his powers begin to explode as if he would lose control.  He was holding onto the control like there was no tomorrow.  If what Astraya had said was true his power was increasing.  He could start to sense the keys or power that only an adept could touch.

The power was so strong and he knew that his shielding magic would be adept grade if not supreme adept by the time the potion finished with him.  This was such a strong emotional time and if he allowed it to get away from him it would be destruction for his hopes and dreams.

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He sent a message with his demonic lady to his cousins to join him as the moment was now.  They would become the most powerful force of evil that the world would know.

They entered and said nothing, just drank the potion as Draknor used his shielding magic to contain each of them individually.

By the time it was done two were adept class mages and one was now a master class.  The powers had been upgraded exponentially. 

Valain had tested his power and now he increased their abilities by 5 times.  And he was a master class mage.  If he was bonded to the person as he was to Aliya the boost in power was permanent. 

Varayn was now an adept class mage and with his power of binding he could now bind up to 150 people or even break the bond apart from others who were bound. He was married to Baronia and her powers were going to be very useful. 

He wasn’t wrong though both Aliya and Baronia were interested in the oath.  They both also were in agreement that while it would be nice to have the potion they knew it was special and was not to be used by just anyone.

Ilyana was the first to take the oath and was quick to point out that her air control could help with detection especially as the air could be used to do all a host of cool things.  Her control was not as good as what she would be in the centuries to come.

Baronia could take energy and transmute the power to push her own magic up or shoot the energy at others.  She had ultimate control of her abilities and she wanted nothing more than to hurt those who would betray their very way to life.

———-

They approached the main house where the sister and the mother were to be used to destroy the demon.

Lyla was more worrying than Jessamine and Draknor didn’t want to destroy his mother.  He knew the girls would keep her busy so he could destroy his sister.  The mother would be imprisoned and they would destroy the demon.

They walked in Demonya as well in a human illusion.  He brushed her hand lightly and could feel the anticipation of battle.

Lyla was approached by Baronia and Ilyana.  Jessamine was shocked as she watched the wives of her cousins approach and started to battle.  She went in for help but a long stream of fire erupted before her.

“Hello dear Sister.” Draknor smiled evilly  “It’s time to end our relationship”. He bared his teeth at her.

She heard the power of the air as air was dragged out of the lungs of Lyla.  Before she could yo down she shot the energy from her eyes but Baronia absorbed the power.

Lyla was down for the count as no air was to be had.  Ilyana grinned evilly as she started to make air swirl around.  Baronia shot the energy out as Jessamine.  She was shocked as hadn’t known just what power her cousin’s wife had.

Demonya was looking evilly and she could see the change starting.  Her horns came out and her power flared to life.  The power that had been fired at her had taken part of her shields down.

Jessamine pulled out her dagger and stabbed at her brother.  The stab just deflected off of his skin.  He grinned evilly as she looked shocked as his skin was as tough as armour.

He laughed and saw the three males surrounding her as the three women looked on with anticipation.  Jessamine knew she couldn’t win and survival was the key.  She must survive so she can take back over the family.

She slashes the dagger on her own arm; she lets the pain and the blood mingle with her emotions or anger and hatred and quickly casts her spell.  She exploded in a mist of blood teleporting away from her family.

The boys yelled in triumph but Draknor knew that it wasn’t over, not by a longshot.  She had escaped however she would be on the run and eventually she wouldn’t be able to hide.

She wouldn’t attempt it too soon but now it was time to fight the demonic.  They needed her dead so that they could live in hidden violence.

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It has been a strange six weeks.  They now numbered 12 members of the Unspirit Warriors including Keysan who had jumped at the chance to be one of the few who would be able to do things.

Ambrosia had also joined the group as well, pushing the limits of her own abilities.  She was a core member of the group lending money to those struggling to create their own sanctuary.

With all the power they had they should be able to take on Maleeka especially when Demonya was on their side.  She couldn’t be seen as openly opposing her but if she was killed by her allies Demonya would be free to support her new husband.  No matter what his line would continue as she was pregnant with triplets or so the healer had said.

He of course didn’t know that she was with children which would make the battle easier.  And should he die as one of the Trio she would ensure that his place would be inherited by his children.  She and other plans as well to get rid of the rest of the Trio so only her family would rule.

She had already felt the stirring of their power.  She touched her husband’s arms lightly.  “She is coming Drak”. She said in a harsh whisper.

He let his eyes flare with the red of blood and knew it was time to end what his idiotic sister had started.  Lyla’s mother was still locked away in the mirror prison that the Demonics had created for his father if he ever acted against their best interests.  She had no way to ever escape.

He felt the swirling of power as a vortex opened up and out stepped the darkest person he had ever seen.  Her forms were longer than her sister and she had a tail.  She hissed at them showing a forked tongue and all her teeth were pointed.  “Demonya, what are you doing here?  How dare you go against the family’s rules and the justice I am to meet out.”

Demonya grinned crookedly “My dear sister.  You know the laws of our clan as well as I do. You have accused this man and his family of great crimes.  I am here only to witness as they have requested a trial by combat against you.  Since you are so much more powerful it will be you versus the three who you have accused.”

Draknor stood up and flexed his back muscles by moving his arms forward.  He was ready as much as anyone could be.  He felt the strength flowing between the Trio thanks to Baronia.

Varayn and Valain were both using their special gift