Chapter 24: Chapter 23 – The Legend Of Olken Vaud

Silvia and Amich travelled a reasonable distance from the railway until they ended up beneath an abandoned overpass that was rusted and hadn’t been used for ages. Its disuse was evident by the various amounts of flora life forms growing all over its dilapidated structure.

“You can rest here while I go find you some fresh blood.” Amich carefully eased his sister down on the grassy part of the ground where the rays of the sun couldn’t reach based on its tilted handle in the sky coupled with the supporting concealment of the overpass.

They had been on their feet for almost half an hour since their departure from the railway. The reason why it took them so long to arrive where they were currently was that they were searching for a wild animal that had enough blood to support Silvia’s regeneration.

They couldn’t find any suitable candidate because Amich’s potential was being restricted by the aid he was offering Silvia. Her leg was still reconstructing very slowly and the process seemed to be taking longer due to her limited blood supply.

Amich needed to find her a fresh supply of blood soon so they could be as far away from their pursuers as possible. He was glad that they came upon the overpass where his sister could rest her foot while he go search for an adequate quarry.

“I won’t be long, sister. Will you be ok until I get back?”

“I’ve only lost a portion of my leg. I can still defend myself if the need arises.”

“Alright, then I’ll get going now.” Amich eagerly ran towards the forest area that was behind the overpass by the top side.

“Be careful,” Silvia told him. She watched as Amich’s small figure vanished out of her line of sight.

Although the regenerative spell was in process, Silvia’s visage was getting closer to resembling a pale corpse. She couldn’t accurately understand why she was feeling so drained when she only lost a leg.

“Is it due to my unique biology? The Supreme Magus once said that Amich and I are different from the other members of the witch colony. Although we may utilise the same magic and contract similar Lycans, Amich and I have a biological treasure that none of them possesses. The Curse Treasures of Immortalis. I need to find out more about what she meant by that.”

To get some answers to her questions, Silvia unhooked her bag from her shoulders and settled it before her. She rummaged through the compartment where the grimoires were stored until she located a book that may have the answers she was seeking.

“Probably this has that context.” She took out a book titled, ‘The Witches’ Glossary of Verboten Sorcery.’

Silvia spun through the pages until she locate a chapter that looked like it had what she was after. She set herself in a more comfortable position where she could peruse the pages. The flat surface of the pouch acted as a stand for the grimoire to rest on.

“This line right here explains something.” Silvia read a paragraph that had some information about the Curse Treasures of Immortalis but not in complete detail. She glanced at the bottom of the page where she saw that it was written by, Mariana Victain.

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“The Supreme Magus wrote this?” This got her intrigued to continue reading the entire excerpt.

“The Curse Treasures of Immortalis are biologically engineered artefacts known as Black Liver and Silver Fangs. Both were created after several experimental failures involving the blood of the innocent and the tainted hearts of the most vicious wild beasts. The key component of crafting these artefacts came from the hidden inscription on the Cronus monolith. This ancient discovery could only be understood by an adept sorcerer known as, Olken Vaud.

Olken Vaud was one of the founding members of the Mage Council since its secret inception in the year 1346. He was a brilliant wizard and dearest friend. He helped created the mage’s creed that we hold dear to this day. ‘Magus vitaliae ni gaok da compadium.’ Translation, ‘We are one with the harmonics of nature’s love.’

Over the course of his findings, Olken Vaud grew distant and overly engrossed in the study of the Cronus monolith. Myself included along with senior members of the council petitioned him to stop his inhumane experiments that were costing the lives of nature’s innocent. He agreed that his research had grown beyond the concept of what was humanely acceptable and decided to stop.

However, on the eve of an auspicious event where he usually presents himself before an audience of fresh mages to give his speech, Olken Vaud did not show. His absence caused many to wonder what could be of greater importance than attending to the initiates’ thirst for esoteric knowledge.

It wasn’t long after that I realized that my youngest sister who was pregnant at the time was missing from the ceremony. She was betrothed to Olken. A foreboding sense donned on me which made me resign from the ceremony early. As I approached Olken’s lair a strong scent of blood hit my sensory nerves with the vigour of Vikings, additionally, screams in varying tones became perceptible to my ears.

I discovered that Olken’s consciousness had been blended with the Cronus monolith, which caused him to veer from the path of magic onto the labours of dark wizardry. What else could have caused him to create that brutish scenery I stumbled onto?

The lair was strewn with internal organs belonging to both wild beasts and humans. The festivities of flies were viewed all over. And present amid all these maimed bodies was Olken Vaud, standing before a sophisticated contraption that hosted the Cronus monolith as its heart centre.  

My youngest sibling, Amelia was also connected to this contraption in a way. To my surprise, she had already given birth to twins, a boy and a girl possessing glimmering silver hair. I arrived too late. Olken had already tainted them with his blasphemous influence that claimed the life of Amelia as well as poisoned the children.

We got into an argument about his erroneous concept and endeavours of magic. It didn’t develop into a physical confrontation because the babies were very ill and before long would have transcended into the afterlife if neither of us did anything.

For the sake of the love I had for my sister, I temporarily shun my morals and collaborated with Olken’s inhumane experiment to save the dying babies. The ritual we did, involved unspeakable factors that I’ve excluded from this text.

The ritual was a success. It turned the babies away from death’s crib, however, not without the invocation of adverse properties that began spreading like an infection throughout the land. This viral influence was only emanating from a singular source, the baby boy.

To mitigate the spread of the contagion we had to secure him in a vault that Olken created with the help of the Cronus monolith. Because of this, the twins’ growth was offset by a few years. The little girl showed less of a reaction to the virus so she was allowed more freedom to roam. I always keep her close to me to see if an outbreak would occur, but so far it hasn’t. She is not yet aware of the biological treasure that she possesses. Her brother is more animalistic in nature, he has to be kept in isolation until we can find a solution to the Lycanthropy plague.”

 

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