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First off, I would like to say that Harbingers aren’t just persistent – they’re stubborn! I’ll brief you readers with a quick summary of events according to the dates.

July 11th. I walk outside for a bit of fresh air. Harbingers arrive under the thick shadows of the Mamossa tree in our front yard: Greed and Famine. They start telling me they want to talk to Maladon, the Harbinger of Pain. I insist that he’s not at our house and they bring his brother, Destromada (Destruction), into the scene. I go to get Maladon, he says to go away and wants no part in their plan, they insist, he brings out Malakesh – the Original 9 Demonic of War. He goes full form and demands that they leave. Oh, did I mention that they had the Dos Domientes (Being of Light) of Peace with them?

Anna-what’s-her-face shows up not ten minutes later. Y’know, Valik’s opposite? The master puppeteer in all of this? She demands he go full form to see her. I freaked out…a lot. I don’t usually “see” Valik in full form and the wings (non-physical; you don’t see with your eyes as much as you do with your “third eye” or, in normal terms, “imagination”) caught me off guard. The sky breathing thing that freaked us out? Yeah, that was the Creator. He was monitoring the conversation between Anna and Valik to make sure there wouldn’t be a fight. Valik told her to leave and it was only when Sethean (Ox’s lycan “brother”; non-physical) arrived that she left.

Fifteen minutes after that, Ox was severely weakened physically because of the enormous amount of energy that was used for Kesh and Valik to go full-form. A wandering (non-physical) lycan clan called the Kishimir clan arrive…with a warlock. This warlock was the brother of my Given, Gab’s, now deceased husband. He was commanding the lycan clan to invade upon Sethean’s territory. A messenger of Sethean’s was killed and Ox demanded in fair payment that the Kishimir clan could leave if they handed over the warlock. He tried to teleport, I negated the ability and blocked him, and they gave him up quickly. I fought him, won a couple of scars in the battle, and ultimately…well, he’s fully destroyed. Death by Elvish-spell vortex + combustion. He won’t come back from that. I got a non-physical scaaarrr. Yay! ❤

Maladon got drunk from seeing his brother and both Morgaea and I lectured him for it because we admire him (she loves him, duh) and we don’t like to see him like that. There was a sudden pain in Ox’s body shortly after he switched back he asked Balthazaar to identify a “seal” on his hand that burned. It was a timer sent by Anna-what’s-her-face herself that would swallow his life at the allotted time unless we handed over Maladon. Thankfully, Balthazaar removed it completely.

Oh, yeah. I thought it was over with.  Then we went to bed. In a half-asleep state, Destromada disobeyed Kesh’s orders and slipped into my mind. I guess you could call it possession, but not really. Within my mind, he tried to throw me around and hurt me to get me to call out for Maladon. I refused. He seemed to think that I was the one Maladon was in love with so he thought he could get me to scream out for him, lure him out if you will. I didn’t. I refused. Balthazaar almost went haywire and Gab and I both tried to scare him away with light–he hates light. It failed. He would simply back away and fight through the light to get to me. Finally, after my “last chance” of calling for Maladon that I deliberately outright refused him, he stabbed me with one of his claws in my chest. A poisonous large hole in my chest that only Maladon could cure.  He also marked my hand with the same seal as Anna’s to ensure that my life was forfeit if Maladon wasn’t surrendered. Balthazaar banished him from my mind and body and I woke up calling for Kesh or Valik. Kesh answered, drew out the poison (by no means was it pleasant or easy), and removed the marker.

The next morning, July 12th, Valik tended to me. He sealed up the wound with a (again, non-physical) piece of Ox’s “skin” to cover my hole and heal it. We were planning on going to Nene’s, Ox’s mom’s house, that day. It was a Monday to watch wrestling. The fact that the house managed to get its electricity cut off that same day was rather ironically coincidental, I think. As I was getting dressed, one of my Guardians, the lycan Vallen, stated that he would be going with me. I argued and he flat out said, “You got a hole in your chest trying to be brave. I’m not letting it happen again.” I allowed him to come along and as we started to load up the car, another Guardian, the warrior Jack, arrived and stated he also was going with me. We managed to piss each other off because I thought it was ridiculous that they were “paranoid” that I needed so much protection and he thought I was being foolish by thinking I could handle things on my own.

Ox sent the Guardians ahead to Nene’s house while we made a quick trip into town. While waiting for him to buy drinks in a convenient store, we sat in the car and sensed Destromada only 100 ft away searching. Not for us, for someone else. Likely other Harbingers or more Dos Domientes (Being of Light). I hid our energy signature. I suppose he thought Maladon was in the bag because he was cocky enough to believe the marker was still on me and that I was dying. Fail. We went straight to Nene’s house after that and several minutes afterward, I went outside to talk to Jack. We managed to piss each other off even more. He walked off and I went after him, sensing that something was wrong. Vallen came with me and behind Pop’s shop, Jack was severely injured–almost dead–from Destromada. I was infuriated, but Ox got me back in the house and Vallen got Jack back to our house to heal him.

That night, we went home to see if our kids could withstand sleeping without A/C. It was too hot in the house so we had no choice. We had to return to Nene’s house for the night. Destromada, as we were leaving, appeared under the Mamossa tree again. He didn’t have Greed, Famine, or Peace with him. He again demanded Maladon and this time, I had Balthazaar create a clone to “escort” Destromada to the corner where Ox and I used to walk every night around Nene’s house. We went over there and after the kids went to sleep met Destromada. This time, Valik talked to him. It wasn’t pleasant.

Greed tried to attack Valik from behind, but I created a barrier and stood back to back with the angelic to protect him. I fought Greed–holding back, of course, because the destruction of a single Harbinger, Demonic, Dos Domientes, or Angelic could upset The Balance–and we chased them off. We told Peace to get away from them: it wasn’t a good idea. On our way back, Alejandro Corvinus made an appearance. Valik had me charge up some arrows with light energy and fired them, also scaring him off.

Later that night, around 3 AM or so, Ox and I got into an argument. I turned over and enraged by what was said, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep. Accidentally, I astral projected to a place I didn’t recognize. There was land burning for miles, fresh embers all over the place and small fires still going, as if war had just come through where I was. There, I met Anna-what’s-her-face. Her and I had a talk. I tried to reason with her on why she had to destroy the world and she tried to reason with me as to why not. I can’t remember what was said, but she made me lose myself for a moment and I attacked her, rolled with her, and pinned the ultimate demonic down by her neck. She laughed and told me to kill her. I refused and she took advantage, pinning me this time. Again, she said something I can’t remember, and I “woke up” after Valik tried shaking me to get me to listen to him. I was crying. He and I had a discussion about the cruelty of humans, the justice to stop it, and everything until 5 or 6 AM. I finally fell asleep.

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Morgaea

During the time period between the death of Samuel and the next life I can recall, a pure-blooded witch named Jade performed a forbidden ritual to try and taint her blood which would grant her an insane amount of power. The ritual called upon an entity known as a Harbinger (these will be explained later in the story). She had her mind set upon a particular Harbinger, but she instead encountered Chorvaldo, the Harbinger of Chaos. Jade’s tainted blood was used as a kind of rare candy for my soul mate. Unkown to Samuel during his next few normal lives, a group of six people lead by Vannon placed an incantation on her blood in order to keep Samuel from hunting the flesh of others in his other lives. Brig, Vannon, Jade, Azael, Damien and his brother, Garek were the original six members who performed the soul-blood ritual.

This chapter is a significant life in the chronology of our story; it was the third or fourth time I was reincarnated, but the lives before were normal. My name then was Morgaea Thelanti. During conception, I acquired a twin sister, Elizabeth, who became the younger of us. Our bloodline descended from the witch named Jade, but it was my sister who gained the title of witch from our father, a powerful warlock. I, on the other hand, inherited our mother’s bloodline: vampire. We were the daughters of a wealthy man who had worked hard for his fortune and raised us in a townhouse as normal children until our late teens.

It was then that our father decided to have our townhouse remodeled by a farm boy. His name was Alastair, the reincarnated soul of Samuel. I frowned upon him at first because of his status, but as weeks went on during our remodeling, my opinion of him changed. I discovered that he was the youngest of three sons sired by his poor father: Alastair, Nathaniel, and Zeke.

After nine months, he finally courted me and took me horseback riding. We sat down at a picnic and talked for hours. In the course of our picnic, my father stopped by to chat. He stayed a bit longer than we had anticipated, but both my father and Alastair seemed to enjoy each other’s company. When my father decided to leave us alone, he gave us his blessing on our official courting status. We dated for months. My sister became jealous because she felt, for some reason or another that Alastair was supposed to be interested in her instead of me. The harder she tried, the easier it became for Alastair to ignore her advances.

Alas, our happiness was postponed when Alastair got word that his father was on his deathbed. He gave us his apologies and excused himself at once. In the three months that he was taking care of his father, I visited him often—as did my sister. He was polite to her, yet rude at the same time. He was far more worried about his father’s health than anything. His father was such a kind and wise man. He listened so intently to Alastair’s ramblings about me that it took him only a short while for him to figure out how in love his youngest son was. Alastair’s father had it placed in his will that everything went to him to sell: the property, the livestock, all of it. Everything would go to Alastair. However, once Alastair sold it, he must give half of the fortune to his brothers to split between themselves. If there was an attempt on his life or if he was to die of unnatural causes and the brothers were found to be behind it, they would get nothing. As I said, Alastair’s father was wise and, at times, clever.

Those last three months after the will was changed, his brothers hired one or two men to kill Alastair. The Judge/Deputy Sheriff caught the man and his two brothers conspiring to murder him. He had them sent away and when his father finally passed on and Alastair sold everything, he became wealthier than even my father. Yet, he set it all back and moved in to the townhouse with us at my father’s request. Everything Alastair had gained, he placed into his will that in the event of his death, I would gain everything. When the Judge asked why he did that, Alastair replied “I’m in love”. It was then that the Judge learned of Alastair’s plans to marry me.

When my sister found out, all hell broke loose. She searched for a soothe sayer in order to learn how to invoke the spirits of one of our ancestors. The ancestor my sister sought out was none other than the tainted witch, Jade. It was Jade who told Elizabeth how to perform a ritual called a soul-body-possession. This allowed Elizabeth to inhabit my body while I watched from inside, helpless to stop her.

The day Alastair came to propose to me Elizabeth had possessed my body. When he did propose, she did the most terrible thing a person could ever do. In a way, my twin sister killed two birds with one stone: Alastair and myself.

“I am not in love with you,” she said pretending to be me. “I was never in love with you. I was using you and now that I have everything that I want, you are of no use to me. If you truly love me, you’ll drop dead and give me my fortune.”

The broken hearted man went home and put a pistol to his head… He self-destructed. Alastair death is not the ending of my story, however. A witness told me that my sister had went to a sooth sayer. I sought out the same sooth sayer to find out what my sister had done. When the sooth sayer informed me of my sister’s intentions and curiousity, I tried to kill Elizabeth. Of course, my father stopped me and set a trap. My father was just as wise and clever as Alastair’s father. Instead, he changed his own last will and testament so that I would inherit everything and Elizabeth would get absolutely nothing. The moment she found out, my twin sister tried to kill me. She was arrested for attempted murder and the judge had her put away.

In the event of Alastair’s death, I did indeed inherit everything his father had left him. I could have very well been the wealthiest woman in the county, probably in the entire province once my father passed away and I’d inherited his fortune as well. I could have been, but what value did money have without a husband or a family? With the fortune, I remodeled the town. In exchange, I was given the key to the city. This attracted the eye of several suitors, but none of whom caught my interest like a singular man whose own fortune had been squandered and who was known to be rich only through his father’s name.

His name was Brig. Yes, one of the original six who had placed an incantation upon Jade’s blood had found an interest in the wealthiest young miss within that area. Brig, too, was a vampire. He longed for me only for my fortune, but apparently he played out being in love with me all too well. In an attempt to move on with my life, I agreed to give him my hand in marriage. In the following year, I had suspected him of adultery many times and caught him at long last. The fiend tried to make it up to me, convinced me his love was true, and made love to me that very night. It was then that I conceived a child. A pure-blooded vampire child who died of SIDs within seven months of her life…

I sank into a deep depression. That was when Brig decided to try and get his fortune, but he knew I was not a normal human. He had to take extra precautions to ensure I was dead. First, he shot me in the heart and then stabbed me. My body was burned, the ashes pissed on. My father, who was the Power of Attorney chosen by me, signed away my entire fortune. It did not go to my treacherous husband. Instead, the entirety of my fortune—what I had inherited from Alastair and would inherit from my father—went to the town, as I had requested. Brig was left with nothing.

The murder of the vampire Morgaea Thelanti triggered an unusual reincarnation. Her soul was fused with that of a Harbinger, Lestraido, and placed into my present self. My past life is now one of my Givens. I try to warn many people about her awful temper, loathing for men, and that serious case of vengeance she has set up for Brig when she comes across him again.