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helenadurazzo · 9 months ago

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The Lord of the Underworld And His Lady Of Spring Part 2

In this continuation of ‘The Lord Of The Underworld And His Lady Of Spring,’ a part of me and @princess-of-pearls-and-stars HPHM x Twisted Wonderland AU, the guys and Asteria all come together in the Headmage’s office only to make more discoveries, but still no answers on how to resolve the issues of the invaders. As always, Helena belongs to me and Asteria belongs to @princess-of-pearls-and-stars

Everyone who seemed to be coming finished with Malleus and Lilia teleporting into the Headmage’s office. Asteria had to note Fae magic was quite interesting and they seemed to perform these teleportations just like apparations, albeit with much less stress.

“I hope we didn’t keep you waiting.” Malleus apologized.

“Malleus! Lilia!” Kalim cheered, “You made it!”

“Hmm…” Lilia mumbled to himself in a barely audible tone, “Seems like I was correct about who was abducted for the most part.”

For the most part!? Asteria thought to herself. What was that supposed to mean? She knew Malleus and Lilia were full of secrets yet some bothered and caused more speculation than others.

Trey cleared his throat, “I was just baking some cookies in the dorm when I got word that Riddle had been kidnapped. Then I heard Ace and Deuce were injured and went straight to the infirmary. It was all so sudden it’s hard to wrap my head around it.”

“The stables where Riddle was taken is like a war zone.” Cater added. “Even the grass was burnt to a crisp. What in the world is going on?”

“That’s what I want to know!” Ruggie exclaimed. “Leona surrendered unconditionally, yeah I know, Leona of all people. Then he said ‘Ruggie, you’re in charge of Savanaclaw until I get back, Then again, I can’t be sure I’ll come back at all…’ He was dead serious too!”

“As we understand it.” Jade began smoothly, “Azul was taken during a club meeting.”

“The board game club guys say he left with them peacefully.” Floyd continued for his brother. “And Firefly Squid and Lil’ Clione went along too. I don’t know though, it doesn’t sound like Azul.”

“Asteria’s group and I were originally with Vil and Jamil back at Ramshackle.” Kalim revealed what Asteria knew all too well.

Rook elaborated further, “We tried to fight the intruders with magic, but it had no effect on them. They took Vil and Jamil, along with Grim and Helena.”

Jade pondered for a moment, “There must be a reason then that Leona and Azul didn’t fight back.”

“Yeah…” Ruggie realized, “Now that I think about it, Leona seemed to know what their deal was…”

“…hm” was the only audible sound that escaped Malleus’ lips before more words were spoken at long last, glancing at Lilia. “Kingscholar is from an old royal house. It would stand to reason he has heard of them…”

Asteria raised an eyebrow, “What are you talking about?”

~~~

“I’ll field that question.” Asteria heard the familiar voice of Professor Trein as he entered the room.

“Oh hello Trein.” Lilia spoke casually at the somewhat unexpected visitor, “Where is the headmage?”

“Styx took him into custody as well.” Professor Trein enlightened them. “I’m in charge while he is away.”

“Maybe it’s good the Headmage is gone.” Asteria muttered to herself, “Perhaps we can actually get answers.”

“Hold up what’s Styx?” Floyd asked the Professor with a puzzled look.

Professor Trein folded his arms, “An organization that operates independently of any nation or government. It is an arcane institute that conducts research on blot. They have done so for many years.” A revelation that brought shock to nearly everyone, except the Diasomnia Housewarden and Vice Housewarden.

“They study blot?” Jade broke the silence that was formed.

“I get it now…” Floyd added.

“Get what?” Kalim raised an eyebrow.

“Think about who they took.” Jade pointed out.

“It was Riddle, Leona, Azul, and Jamil.” Cater reminded the group, “So they abducted Jamil, who is a Vice Housewarden, and left Kalim alone. But they didn’t take Rook who is also a Vice Housewarden. So they aren’t targeting just Housewardens or just Vice Housewardens.”

“It’s people who’ve overblotted!” Kalim exclaimed.

“Wait a few questions, one when did Vil overblot!?” Ruggie looked at Rook and Kalim and only received silent nods in response. “And two that doesn’t explain why they targeting Grim and Helena.”

“Nor the fact that Riddle and the others received proper medical treatment.” Trey pointed out. “They have all made a complete recovery. Why would this come up now?”

“Hmm…” Malleus pondered, “There is someone who probably knows their reasons, the Watchman of the Island of Woe.”

“The what?” Asteria was still just as confused as she was before.

“Ah” Rook seemed to have more knowledge of the subject than she did, “I’ve seen mention of them here and there in old history books. Are you acquainted with this dreadful isle and its Watchman, Roi des Dragons?”

Malleus had a confused look on his face, “Are you that clueless Hunt? You are acquainted with him as well.”

“I am?” Rook seemed to regain confusion.

“And not just Rook.” Lilia reminded Malleus, “We all are acquainted with him to some extent at the very least.”

Rook folded his arms, “Are you suggesting what I think you are that Idia is this so called Watchman?”

“Well it’s more of a family title.” Malleus explained, “I believe the current head is…Aidne Shroud?” Looking over at Lilia for confirmation.

Lilia shook is head, “No, she passed away, now it is Aidne’s son, Idia’s father.”

“Human generations pass by so quickly.” Malleus quietly realized.

“True but Styx is a rather recent development.” Lilia reminded him. “Perhaps only a century or so?”

“Wait slow down.” Ruggie pleaded, “I am still confused. Leona mentioned Idia’s family is apart of some megacorp but that’s just a cover for the whole Styx and Watchman of Island of Woe thing!?”

~~~

“While the Watchman has become sort of an urban legend now.” Lilia explained. “You see back in the old days, when mages were called witches and wizards, they were feared across the land. People believed the Island of Woe would punish anyone who abandoned their principles and went mad with power.”

Malleus continued, “One of my family’s history books even claims that the group is so ancient they date back to the age of the Gods. Back then, the relationship between magic and blot wasn’t realized. Instead, people believed, overblots were disasters that occurred without warning. The Jupiter Family sealed those disasters away on the Island of Woe to bring peace. And the Watchman is in place to protect the land from those disasters plaguing everyone once more. The first was one of the Shroud family’s ancestors.”

“Sounds more like a myth than history.” Cater remarked.

Lilia picked up where Malleus left off, “Mind you, humans never stopped researching magic, eager students that they were. Time marched on and eventually magic became safe to practice, with witches and wizards becoming known as mages. In the present, mage licenses are international and are globally recognized for the betterment they bring society. And there have been many laws and acts to help with the necessary discipline and overtime the Watchman began to fade from the history books. But regardless the group continued their research on the disasters, and that is what Styx is.”

“I see.” Professor Trein continued, “We were aware that Idia was the son of the Shroud family. But this is the first I have heard of a connection between his family and Styx. I haven’t even seen any of this discussed and I have read just about every book and work on magical history.”

“Ah but you see you are limited to the texts that survive among humankind.” Lilia pointed out. “Humans and Fae stopped intermingling long ago, and not every truth is written down.”

Trein cleared his throat, “This makes me wonder if the headmage was aware of any of this. And if he was does that mean he was unable to work with the Shroud family to prevent this?”

Malleus only shrugged, “Who can say really. Even if he had known he wouldn’t have been able to stop them.”

“So does that enlighten anyone about the plan they have for the ones who were abducted.” Trey wondered out loud.

Jade spoke strangely casually, “If they are lucky they will only be examined. If they are unlucky they will become test subjects. And if they are REALLY UNLUCKY they-“

“Let’s not finish that sentence.” Kalim requested with a freaked out look.

“But those goons rolled up and blasted half of campus.” Floyd reminded everyone, “There are ton’s of witnesses right? At least someone had to have gotten them on video. Doesn’t seem very sneaky or secretive to me.”

“Perhaps they have a reliable way of clearing the mess they make up?” Jade suggested.

Professor Trein sighed, “Look, we don’t know where the Island of Woe is which means we can’t pursue those who were abducted. I want all of you to return to your dorms and do a roll call, check for any injured students and report back to me.”

“Yes sir!” The remaining housewardens and vice housewardens said in unison except for Rook who had an ever growing scowl on his face.

Around the same time as it would turn out, those who were captured would arrive at the mysterious Island of Woe. More specifically, Styx’s headquarters. The four housewardens and vice housewarden looked at their surroundings, yet soon enough, they spotted a familiar face with hair made of fiery blue flames.

“Uhh hey everyone, welcome to the dark and gloomy Island of Woe.” Idia awkwardly greeted them, “And Styx headquarters.”

“It’s you…” Vil breathed furiously.

“Yep Idia Shroud acting director of Styx.” He added as he was joined by Ortho Shroud, Helena Othonos, and one of the intruders from earlier.

“How did Helena get here before us.” Leona grunted, “Must have gotten special treatment.”

“That’s the only thing that comes to your minds?” Idia raised an eyebrow, “No ‘Say What!!!’ Or ‘No Way!!!’”

Azul sighed, “I’m so shocked I’m actually calm.”

“Granted we already assumed there was some connection.” Vil pointed out. “But you’re the acting director? That’s not some tangential link!”

“Less Chit Chat more answers Radish Sprout.” Leona glared at Idia, “Why did you bring us here and I can’t believe I am saying this, but why does Helena act and look more like a robot with those new glasses and uniform of hers than Ortho? You did jam us in cargo and didn’t bother even giving us an economy seat.”

“Yikes those are some scary fangs.” Idia jumped as Leona growled. “Just cool your jets and this will all be over and we can have a good time.”

Jamil was simply furious, “You attack our school and abduct us. And clearly have done something to Helena as she hasn’t even said a word of recognition. And you still want us to ‘cool our jets’ you are lucky her sister isn’t here or you would already be dead as a doornail.”

“Do you want to lose your head!?” Riddle exclaimed.

The previous intruder starts speaking in a robotic tone, “Detecting a buildup of magic in Subject A. Readying stun-“

“Woah woah!” Idia called out, “Pause that.” He then looked over at the others, “And Helena’s perfectly fine since unlike you all she hasn’t forgotten one itty bitty detail that’s very crucial.

“Huh?” The boys exclaimed in unison, equally confused.

Idia grinned deviously, “Where are you again? And who am I again? I’m the BOSS” words that seemed to frighten the five guys. “Don’t hurt us we won’t hurt you. It’s as simple as that.”

“Injury will decrease by 57% as long as you follow my brother’s instructions.” Ortho gleefully predicted.

“Very well.” Vil sighed, “There aren’t any better options regardless. I’ll comply and behave.” After a bit of silence, Vil’s tone turned more assertive, “Well? Are forcibly detaining us, I trust you at least have the decency to serve us some tea? Surely your girlfriend isn’t the only one who will be treated like a normal person.”

Idia mumbled, “The way you’re acting doesn’t remotely suggest compliance or good behavior… but whatever. Come on everybody follow me.” He then turned to Helena, “Would you mind preparing the tea?”

“Not at all.” Helena mindlessly smiled.

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kalolasfantasyworld · 4 months ago

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Pajarito in a cage ♦️

One shot written in a spur of a moment, because I had an idea and an evil OC hyperixation. Also something different than birdies for 7000 hits ^^

Summary:

The Evil Queen of Diamond Helena has defeated the Clover Kingdom and took many prisoners. Prisoners she likes to toy with. However one stubborn pajarito is not so keen to kneel. A challenge leads to a beginning of a dangerous game...

The illustration is the Queen of Diamonds Helena card

Evilena lore before the one shot

Type: One shot

Word count: 1104

Song: Ariana Grande - Dangerous Woman I listened to this on an unrelated note, but found it fitting.

Ao3 link

The attack on Clover was a success. How could it not be? Helena had planned it for years. She would say that it was for the good of her people, that the lands of their enemies were more fertile, that they could help Diamond grow. The truth was she wanted to play, wanted a challenge and wished to see her strategy come true. It was just her way, whatever Helena had planned it always worked out her way. Any disappointments… they did not happen, she could not recollect any. She was not emotional, only calculating. That was why her behavior seemed strange even to herself.

Why would she go down to the cells, where she kept her imprisoned enemies? Most of them feared her, those were boring, but then there was this one man, whose stare was colder than her own. She sensed hate just emanating from him. He had every right to despise her, the man was one of the captains, one of those most powerful in Clover and yet all it took was taking his baby sister, who did not know how to use her magic to make him squirm. Helena paid specific attention to that family. Their mother used to be friends with Helena’s and helped her in the time of need. That was why Helena decided to not kill, or maim the siblings. It was a token of gratitude, if she ever had that feeling.

Not really, Helena bounced off from excitement, getting intrigued and strategising. She would choose her next prey and when that one yielded, she would move onto her next one. However her current prey was being… difficult to say at least.

She ordered her staff to leave her alone as she walked down the stone stairs through the insides of the mountain that the Diamond’s Royal Castle was built on. Her long red sleeves touched the steps dripping from them as in a river of blood. A river that she had certainly filled. Her heels echoed on the stones. The prisoners knew who was coming.

When Helena finally reached her destination she smirked. It was not the kind type, confident, cocky, arrogant, but never compassionate. She did not have this kind of emotion.

“How are you doing pajarito?” She chirped as she approached a cell. This one was separated from others, special. Her little birdie in a cage. Birdie whose lilac gaze wished to execute her on sight. It amused her.

The man was standing up in the more shaded part of the cell. A small ray of light hit him reflecting from a collar on his neck. A piece of clothing he refused to get rid off. She was curious, because she would wear a collar of her own. A silver one. Did the man have something to hide? She looked at his shaded posture. He was slim, maybe not the tallest one, but taller than Helena. His palms were clenched into fists.

Cold.

Helena felt an excited chill go down her spine.

She approached the bars, a confident smirk on her face.

“Say hello pajarito. You’re a Royal, you should know basic etiquette,” there was no answer from the man. “You’re silent,” she accentuated the fake sad note in her tone. “It’s breaking my heart.”

“We both know that you do not have one,” a low voice came from the shadows and cut through the air.

“He speaks?” Helena chuckled. She let her hand linger over the bar, before gripping onto it. “Come closer pajarito. Your queen commands you.”

“You are no queen of mine,” he would not listen.

“Ouch,” she sobbed, gripping another bar with her free hand.

Slow footsteps and the man came out of the shadows.

He wore a white tunic, ripped in a couple places. Even though Helena provided him with some new clothes, he had refused to wear them, so the staff continued washing that same old tunic. Clothes of his House. Prideful birdie. He had long, silver hair. It was let loose and while the lower part fell down his shoulders, up front messy strands covered his straight nose and narrow lilac eyes. They were pretty, like gems Helena adored. Diamonds were a girl's best friend, especially their queen. Thin brows were furrowed and the man’s lips pressed together. Sharp chin, defined jawline.

He looked her straight in the eyes. Once again no fear. Her prey was stubborn.

“Why are you doing this?” The man hissed.

“I don’t know what you mean pajarito,” Helena smiled innocently, pressing herself closer to the bars, letting them touch her chest. She felt their cold on her skin. Exciting, especially since the man’s eyes followed and just for a moment hung upon her shapes. She was satisfied. Yet another perk to wearing revealing clothes.

“You keep on pestering me,” a sharp tongue that birdie had.

“Pestering? I would say you should be honored, that I dedicate my time to come see you pajarito,” Helena smirked. She let go of the bar and went even further, moving her hand between the magic nullifying rods inside the cell as if to caress the man’s jaw.

A split of a second. It was enough for the man to grab and yank her at the bars of the cell. Long fingers were wrapped around her wrist. Helena hit the bar with her nose, her head spun a bit and arm hurt.

Drip, drip.

A metallic taste of blood reached her lips, her own blood. It was boiling. She looked up, her gaze dangerous. The man kept on holding her arm, his touch was forceful, digging into her skin and flesh. Lilac eyes focused on her and they would not drop.

“Let me go pajarito,” she spoke sweetly.

“That is not my name,” his tone was low and had a slight hoarse to it.

“I know,” Helena said. “However, you've never introduced yourself to me, so I gave you a nickname. It’s affectionate pajarito.”

“Nozel,” he hissed.

“Nozel,” Helena repeated, accentuating the syllables.

“The eldest son of the Royal House of Silva, captain of the Silver Eagles,” the man continued.

“Helena,” she stated. “Helena Drazel-Almaz, the Queen of Diamond. The pleasure is mine, Nozel Silva.”

Forcefully the man let go of her arm.

“Begone,” his voice was bitter.

Helena pulled her arm back. She shook it to get some blood coursing again and smirked.

“I’ll indulge you this time paja- Nozel,” Helena lowered her voice. “But don’t worry I’ll be back.”

She turned around ready to leave.

“Don’t,” a sharp voice reached her.

Helena chuckled. Part one of her strategy accomplished. Her prey started talking to her.

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