It's 1543 in England, just a year after the passing of the Witchcraft act by King Leopold of England, fear reigns as the order of the day,a mere whisper or suspicion of involvement with witchcraft could land a fellow on a gallow , a stake or ceremonially, getting burnt, families with history of witchcraft fled from England ,crossing secretly through Ireland to other states with little or no persecution of witches...
Amidst this chaos,in Downtown street, just few miles away from the St.Peter's Cathethral parished by the ruthless Archbishop Baldwin of Lockstown lies the abbey of the sisters of Christ's mercy,a religious congregating of women dedicated to protecting the old ways .The sisters gathered in the main hall which served as the labor room , chanting the anthem of the old witches,they surrounded martha ,a former nun and the to be mother of the true blue blood witch as she brought forth into the world,the foretold hero and defender of witch world,the true descendant of the first witch .
Martha let out a loud cry,she has been in labor for seven hours now , almost about to give up,the mother Celia,the abbess general held Martha's hand, and looking her straight in the eye,"don't give up now Martha,not without fulfilling your destiny as the vessel " said mother Celia.
Giving it her last shot,Martha pushed with every strength left in her body,...finally,the
cry of a baby was heard,a baby girl,the bearer of mark of the house of Lilith, mother of the first blue blood witch.
"We shall name her Lilibeth"Martha muttered as she slowly gave up the ghost.
"Rev mother,the soldiers are just few minutes away gate, they're in the company of the Archbishop " said the gate keeper as he ran into the labor room almost out of breath.
"This can't be good,we can't let them into the convent with the baby in here ",she turned to sister Nadia,"take her,run as far away as you can, raise her in distant land to be as normal as any witch can be until she is eighteen and ready to fulfill her destiny ". said mother Celia.
"But I can't mother,how will I train her to attain her full potential,she bears the strength of a thousand witches and i'm nothing but mere mortal" sister Nadia argued.
"We all are mortals but few are chosen to do greater,when she comes of age ,the spirit of her ancestors will lead her to the ruins".said mother Celia as she handed over the baby to sister Nadia and placing a kiss on her forehead she let sister Nadia flee into the dark night.
"How might I be of help Archbishop" mother Celia asked with a smile as she opened the gate of the abbey to meet a crowd of royal soldiers led by Archbishop Baldwin.
"I hear you harbor them witches in this abbey of yours rev mother" said the Archbishop as he stared directly into the eyes of the mother Celia as if the answer to his inquisition was written in the eyes of the reverend mother.
"Well you must be wrong Archbishop,my Abbey is the congregation of a faithful religious group of sisters dedicated to the service of the church,God and...", "service of God my foot " the bishop interrupted and spitting directly on mother Celia's face,he shoved her aside and turned to the soldiers,"soldiers you know what to do,tear the whole place down and find me that witch baby, and as for you mother fuck'n general,if i don't find that baby and the god forsaken mother witch,i will torch this place down with you and your heretic nuns in it " he said with a piercing voice that could send even the bravest British soldiers to shivers as he walked into the Abbey with some soldiers.
Back in the witch world was a celebration like know other, signs of the birth of the true blue blood witch, bearer of the mark of the house of Lilith, the queen of witches and the defender of the witch folk was up in the sky for everyone to see.The moon was red as blood,the stars shining brighter than it ever has, birds sang in the sky, flying creatures never seen before appeared on the sky,it was a beautiful scene to behold, witches across England,the continent and beyond sang the anthem of the old witches with gongs and flute as they hailed the new born queen. Sacrifices where made, animals were slain,the order of the dark witches sacrificed members of their coven ,all seeking favor in the eyes of the new born queen.
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"You hid them heh?,now i'm going to have to teach you a lesson" The Archbishop angrily threatened.He ordered the soldiers to tie up the sisters in front of the convent, spectators gathered around to the unpleasant scene,whilst some advocated for their release, some pushed for their immediate execution, whilst the rest kept mute.
"Give me the god-damned matches, in the name of God ,the king and the holy people of Britain,i hereby sentence Mother Celia and her 42 nuns for herecy,the practice of witchcraft and disobedience to the throne " the Archbishop sentenced as he dropped the matches on the sisters who have already been bathed with a fuel , same was done all around the Abbey and soon everything was up in flsmesy.
"Ohh Lilith, mother of the universe, accept me your servent ,i have served you all my life, look not away from me "Mother Celia let out a loud cry before she finally gave up the ghost.
"Hey look there,the witch is finally confessing"said one of the soldiers mockingly.
Upon the death of the nuns without a trail whatsoever,the Archbishop left with the soldiers and residents of downtown street went about their business,no one daring to speak to the other about what happened.It was already a norm to die of a mere suspicion,and not just in downtown street but all across England.
Sister Nadia ran as her legs could carry her,with the baby wrapped in a sack cloth and tied across her shoulders , she made her way into the thick dark forest.
"Stop there woman"thundered a voice from behind, sister Nadia looked back,her heart leaped as her eyes met the man,he was dressed in the British royal soldiers regalia and his sword pointing directly at her.....