Fiona Evermore (Carina's mother)

" That stubborn good for nothing brat, what does she think am trying to do here?

I mumbled to myself incoherently, why must she always be so stubborn. Just like her father, she never listens. Seriously banishing me in the middle of nowhere was horrible on her part. I sighed and closed my eyes to summon the blood quill, within seconds it was in my right palm.

The blood quill is living quill that draws blood from its user and uses it as ink. It was one of the Ten forbidden magical artifacts, and I just so happened to have borrowed one from my previous coven, before I killed them all for betraying me of course.

I needed to draw the rune symbols to get me back home, but I was no runemaster. However, the blood quill could mimic anyone's handwriting living or dead and magically enchant things you write to make it look more authentic. My mother was the last runemaster, and I needed her guidance to draw the runes.

Runemasters harnessed the magic of the very universe. With a flat surface to write the enchantments and a writing tool, They can pretty much conjure or create just about anything. The quill merged itself into my palm, slowly draining my blood. After I finished drawing the runes I placed the crystals in the magic circle and waited for the crystals to charge up.

The crystals made the process of teleporting easier and it took about two minutes or so to finish charging. I got up feeling dizzy, the quill extracts a huge amount of blood depending on what it's being used for, I guess drawing runes meant losing a huge amount of blood. I stepped back to observe the magic circle, over my shoulder my mother was still nagging me.

" Oh, quite now child. I didn't answer your summoning to hear you badmouthing my granddaughter. whose's fault do you think she distrusts you? After what you put that poor girl through, it's no wonder she has no love for you. Now be dear and draw those runes carefully, you don't want to end up lost in the middle of nowhere."

" I put her on diet for her own good, she was too fat for her age! I mean none of the clothes I bought ever fitted her in any way.  I was just trying to help her fit in. I mean society isn't so kind to people of certain weight. she might as well learn that at home than to ever be surprised when other people point out her flaws" My mother just clicked her tongue at me disapprovingly and glared at me as she shook her head sideways. She put her hands on her hips and continued to nag me.

" That girl is beautiful in her own way. You leave her alone, you hear me, Fiona! She was a child for the love of gods, and you almost starved her to death because of your twisted sense of beauty.  you have always had that horrible personality. you ought to do something about that before you lose your daughter forever."

As always I was the Villan in everyone eyes. All I ever wanted, was for her to lose some few pounds, feel beautiful, but oh no! I was the horrible mother, The one who was obsessed with looks, The one who starved her daughter. Everyone was obsessed with looks, but no one ever admitted and said it out loud.

I growled under my breath and rolled my eyes again. Summoning my dead mother to help me get back in the house, and stop my daughter who is slowly transitioning into a vampire from killing her human boyfriend. May have sounded like a great idea at first, but now I was beginning to see the fault in it.

" Have you told Carina? My mother asked cautiously. I continued to ignore her, my own thoughts swirling all over my mind.  I was too preoccupied at the moment to think straight. Telling  Carina what took place on the night of her birth was going to be a lot more difficult than I had thought. My mind flashed back to how she attacked me without a hesitation earlier. It made me a little weary and uneasy.  She had grown into a young beautiful and powerful witch.  Her magic had also developed immensely since the last time I saw her. it had been a decade since then, it was no surprise she wasn't the same child I had left behind. 

" You know damn well if you hadn't killed those witches out pettiness. you wouldn't have been sent to the purgatory, and my beautiful innocent granddaughter wouldn't be in this mess you created. Now, because of your shallowness, my sweet baby girl will have to dirty her hands with blood and be mated to that monster for all eternity"

I made an annoyed noise in the back of my mouth. Leave it to my mother, to make me feel like a teenager, even two centuries later.  If I hadn't killed those witches, they would have burned me to the stake, out of envy and jealousy, She knew that, Yet it never stopped her from playing the "what if game"

" You know exactly why had to kill them, Mother! and yes I realize now, that making that deal meant having severe consequences to deal with In the future, but what choice did I have? "I asked my voice was halfway between a whisper and a shout, deep, rumbling like the earthquake below us, but still full of the panic and guilt I felt in my heart. The emotion of guilt and regret was one of the many emotions I have occasionally experienced and learned to live with, in my long life. 

I looked up at my mother's oval-shaped face, Disapproval and disappointment were written all over her beautiful stoic face. she always was an intimidating woman, my mother and I always had trouble living up to her image. I mean for the love of the old gods, she was Esmeralda Evermore.  She lead an entire army of supernatural warriors during the celestial war against the Titans almost two thousand years ago and won the war changing the course of history in all the seven realms.  Not to mention she was also grand runemaster and a mentor to almost every witch that was born since the celestial war.

  She was a fucking legend! meanwhile I was the most wanted witch in all of the seven realms. with over one hundred and sixty-three criminal charges filed against me.  I felt her towering over me, making me step back. My mother was a slim and tall elderly woman.  Her raven hair was tied in a bun on the back of her head by two large pins with crescent moon-shaped edges, and with two bangs of hair left framing her face. She had intense blue eyes, and the mark of a runemaster located below her mouth, on the left side of her face.

I noticed her physical form was turning into a white mist. Meaning that her time in the living world was almost done. I looked away from my mother's accusing glare and glanced at the crystals, the crystals were glowing brightly, meaning they were almost completely charged. Over my shoulder I could still hear my mother nagging me about the deal, I made with the demon king twenty-five years ago.

" She needs to know, that her mother willingly sold her, in exchange for her freedom

I flinched when she said it. it was true, but it never hurt less hearing about it. I bit my tongue so hard I tasted the metallic taste of blood, I turned around angrily and shouted at her.

"I DID WHAT I HAD TO DO TO PROTECT MY DAUGHTER, I DON'T CARE HOW SHE FEELS ABOUT IT. I AM HER MOTHER! NOT HER FUCKING THERAPIST!"

My mother just snickered and rolled her eyes at me. Sure I wasn't the best mother in Carina's eyes, but everything I did was for her sake. Everything! in some twisted way, I loved her in my own way. I guess you could call it tough love?

" well, we'll see how she feels about having to drink blood for the rest of her life. Get in the circle child and let's get this over with. I don't have much time to linger around.

I stepped Into the circle Just as my mother started casting the spell. within seconds the spell was having an effect. Suddenly I was engulfed in blue light, and In the blink of an eye I was in the living room of the house grew up in. I started to immediately look around and noticed Carina was nowhere in sight.

The only light in the house was coming from the dining table. I hurried over and saw that she had indeed had what resembled a romantic date night. I heard what sounded like moans and groans coming from upstairs, I immediately ran up the upstairs and went straight into Carina's room.

I gasped at the scene before me, she lay on top of him, feeding off his blood. I walked in cautiously as she turned around swiftly, and just stared at me. No trace of recognition whatsoever. Her eyes were glowing intensely green with her earth magic, but that was not what had my attention. It was the two long vicious sharp fangs prodding from her lips. The blood stains on her mouth and the poor unmoving pale boy, that lay beneath her made me stare up at her in shock. I lifted my hand up and casted a sleeping spell. A minor spell like that wouldn't normally work on a powerful witch like carina, but at the moment her mind wasn't in the correct state.

"Shimva"

Immediately she fell on the bed, as the spell took it's effect right away. I got her off the boy and checked to see his pulse, I let out a breath of relief when I felt a flicker of a pulse. Carina would most definitely blame me for his death if he dies here tonight.  which is why I needed to take the proper measures to make sure this boy lives and never remembers any of this when he wakes up. hopefully, this would be all one horrible nightmare.  I took Carina into the bathroom quickly and cleaned her up and brought her into my old room.

Hopefully, she won't be so upset with me once I tell her everything when she wakes up. but for now, I had to take care of the boy and erase his memories of Carina entirely. Oh boy! this turned into a lot more work than I'd hoped it would be. I sighed and thought this is going to take a while. But first, I had to report this to Kaizel before he sends someone over to kill the boy. 

I summoned my Lacrima a magical connection device. I searched the device and clicked on his crest. within seconds I was connected through the crystal. when he saw my face he frowned and pushed the girl he was feeding from. with a wave of his hand, they all ran out of the throne room scattering around like a flock of scared birds. He laid back on his throne lazily and I waited patiently for him to speak.

" Lady Fiona! I must say, I was beginning to get a little anxious about your visit back home. I almost sent my scouts over to make sure the boy did not taint my beloved. Now then, tell me, Lady Fiona, what news do you bring me?"

I just smiled sweetly and turned the Lacrima around. Facing it, in Carina direction, as she slept peacefully unaware. He instantly sat up straight and lost his calm composure.

  " Is she sleeping? " 

He asked mesmerized. Almost as if he was in awe of her. I never understood his infatuation with Her, perhaps it was the fact that they were already blood-bonded, and in a way, already married, but it was still unusual to see him break his calm stoic expression.

" Yes, she is asleep Your majesty. It seems you'll have to send clean up. Just as we suspected Carina has inherited some of your characteristics, including the urge to feed on blood. Now that she has had her first taste, I don't know if she will hunger for more eventually or if she can control her impulse to feed. " I replied annoyed by the fact, of having to spy and report on my daughter.

He seemed to be lost in thoughts, but the huge smile on his face confirmed my worst fears. This was his father's plan, to merge their blood so Carina can slowly transition into a vampire without being aware of it.