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A woman with dark ebony hair sat inside of a manor home. She was there with a bundle in her arms. She knew that she would not be able to care for them like she could. The eldest charmed one, was not the most motherly figure and tended to be a bit reckless at times. Which is why it came as a surprise that she was in this situation. 

Nine months ago, Prue found herself without her powers, and was forced into something no woman should ever have to go through. She was forced into having sex with a warlock as he bound her powers and was about to kill her. A woman with long red hair and beautiful green eyes that sparkled like gemstones, saved her by shouting a spell and pointing a wand at the warlock who raped her. 

Lily Evans was a non-Wiccan witch who was in San Fransico to meet with her friends from school when she spotted a woman being raped and about to be killed. She did what she could and hit the man with a stupefy and stopped him mid attack with the knife. The woman then took the athame and stabbed the man in the chest right where his heart was. What shocked her was that the man burst into ash, and he was killed. It was then that she remembered something about warlocks and Demons in her textbooks. 

Now that the little bundle was born, Prue only needed to send the little boy to his new mother. What shocked Prue was that her son was born on a day that magic was at rest. Lily had agreed to find little Phoenix a new family when she found out about everything that Prue goes through, and what danger her son would be in if he stayed with his birth mother, so she will take him to her best friend Regulus and his husband James Potter-Black. She will say that she was the surrogate for the two so they would have an heir for their titles. 

James and Regulus were the perfect parents for young Phoenix. They performed the blood adoption the very same day that they got their little bundle. They honored the boy's birth mother by naming their son Phoenix Patrick James Halliwell-Potter-Black. His new birthday would be July 31, just before the last stroke of midnight rang out. 

Just over a year and half later, Phoenix was orphaned by the only family he had ever known, when a man in a hooded cloak came in and killed his adopted parents and his Godmother Lily. The first to be killed was James as he told Lily and Regulus to take their son and run. The wards around the home seemed to have been changed without the head of the house knowing, which caused the death of Lily as she tried to fight the hooded figure. 

The last to fall was Regulus as he stood in front of his son and shouted for the man to take him and not his son. The hooded figure told Regulus to stand down as he only came for the boy, and that he did not have to die. This happened two more times before the hooded figure just killed the man. 

Looking at the baby sat in the crib crying as he looked at his papa on the floor dead and reached out towards the lifeless body of the young father. “Such a waste of life. I guess it had to be done. You would have made a powerful weapon, but I cannot let anything get in my way.” With that a bright green light shot out of the hooded figure’s wand aimed at the toddler. When it connected, it caused the soul of the toddler to shatter five times. The hooded figure had no time to dodge as a curse was sent back and hit him as well. 

The broken soul of the hooded figure attached itself to the only thing that would be able to hold it as its main piece flew out of the home in the form of a wraith. The soul shard embedded itself into young Phoenix, and his soul accepted it as it would be the only thing that kept his soul together until it could be healed. 

Unknown to the hooded figure, two beings of immense power were nearby and felt the powerful magic of a child. One of the beings felt a deep connection to the small child they came upon when they went to investigate the power. What they saw was a small child that would need the guidance of love and family. Yes, she would have many trials in live, but if what they felt was the power of the small child, then they needed to make sure that they helped the best that they could. 

The first woman of the two was powerful, magic could be felt rolling off of her in droves. She was known to the Wizarding world as Lady Magic. She has known by many names in the past, but her favorite was Hecate, and it just so happened that she felt a family connection to the small child. Looking into the past of the family, she smiled as she watched the beginning of the family line was one of her favorite children, Circe. Circe was known to be the Greek Goddess of magic, and she was happy to know that even if her daughter was dead, she had a small part of her back. 

The other woman of the group is Lady Death. She was the primordial being known to reside over the gathering of souls to the afterlife and was happy to also feel a connection to the child. She felt the Prevell blood as soon as she noticed the features of the child. The boy looked just like her best friend and lover, the many great grandfather of the little boy. This would make the child in line for the title of Master of Death, but ultimately it would be the beings' choice of who she would serve as master. “Sister there must be something we can do for the child. I do not want them to harm him if I can help it.” Death’s voice had a lilting tone to it. It would seem to most as a sort of dreamy quality to it. 

Lady Magic looked to her sister, and she knew that Death would be there for the child through everything that will go through. In the voice of a comforting mother, she spoke to her sister. “I know sister, but you know what Fate has said about this child, we cannot do much to help, but maybe we can guide the young child to where they are needed the most.”

With that the two seemed to fade out of the room as Hecate guided the first soul shard to where it needed to go. Afterwards a lone figure in bright and flashy robes appeared in the doorway with a sneer on his face, he hated when his plan did not go to plan, and the brat being alive was not part of them. Scanning the child with a knotted wand made of ancient wood, he frowned at what he had found. Well plans were meant to be changed. He will just have to use this child further to end the brat and steal what should have rightfully been his in the first place. 

A sinister smile could be seen as the figure took the child in his arms and noticed the scar on the forehead of the child. “Well, that will do just fine. Now I just need to get you to where I know you will become my new weapon to anyone who will dare to go up against me.” The laugh that the figure let out, was wicked and sent chills down the spins of who ever heard it. 

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Ancient Greece, October 31, 2000, BCE (Before Common Time.)

In a small village on an island, there was a girl. She was one of the most beautiful babies that the village had ever seen. As she grew, she started to show her true beauty, with her long blonde hair that rested down to her knees in beautiful waves of gold. Her skin was as pale as the fresh fallen snow that would grace the village in the late winter, and her eyes were as blue as the ocean and as deep as the sea. Aphrodite was considered the most beautiful woman to have ever graced the village. 

Aphrodite had a knack for knowing what someone was feeling and knew what the best way to help them. She knew the love of others and tended to help them when she noticed two people who were in love and just needed a little push towards each other. Aphrodite was haunted by dreams as she grew older of a life she should have known. It showed a little boy and his growing up in an unhappy home. She followed the boy through his schooling, and his growth into a young man on the verge of war. 

One of her best supporters was her best friend and guide. She was one of the few beings that knew of her true nature as a Wiccan Witch, and how she would face many demons in the pursuit of her. Heliodora was one of the first Whitelighters to help a witch and was happy to be able to help her friend with her role in life. Heliodora was a sweet soul and would guide Aphrodite in the many ways of a witch and would help her to find the Goblins that would one day run the banking of the Wizarding Society. She was one of the first to open an account with them and had them store gifts and other precious items for her. 

She was like the best prize in the village. She would be ready for anything that could happen. She grew up a happy child and grew to love the small village as it grew. Aphrodite became well known in the town as the most beautiful woman in the village, and many men had tried to take her hand in marriage, but she never really felt the love she sensed in others when she felt their emotions. There was plenty of passion, but for her she wanted love of her own. 

On the eve of her sixteenth birthday, Heliodora came with some grave news. It seemed that there was a group of beings who were too powerful for her bosses to be able to beat themselves, so they were gathering a group of powerful witches to be able to defeat them. The group were known as the Titans, and with Aphrodite’s blessing Heliodora would like to bless her and give her divine powers to help defeat the Titans and restore the balance of the world. 

With the help of eleven other gods and goddesses, Aphrodite was thrilled with her new powers. She had a great lure that would bring anyone that was attracted to women to her. She would use this power to bring the men of Ancient Greece to their knees and bring the Titans to the top of a mountain where they with the help of the other Greek Gods, were able to incase them in ice and stopping the war that would have ended the world if they were to succeed in their plans. 

Aphrodite loved her new powers, and did not want to give them up, she started to document all of the powers she had, and anything else that she would learn about the elders. The more she learned the more that she did not want to give up her chance to take them down in the future. They caused witches to be good, and to not use their powers unless they are in danger. Which is dumb, as it causes others like her to be separated from the mortals and be in danger from demons. 

Aphrodite’s powers grew as she grew older, she did not age after she received her powers of the Goddess of Love. People loved her, and she grew quite the following of young men who would worship her. She did not like that Hera, the Queen of the Gods, decided that she had to marry unless she wanted to be punished for sleeping with her husband and others. So, Aphrodite was soon wed to a man that was not her choice, and one of the things that she feared the most came to pass. She was married to the man Hephaestus, and she hated every minute of it. Hephaestus was not a loving man, and that really got on the nerves of the Goddess of Love, as she always wanted to be treated like Royalty by her partner, and now thanks to this man, she will never be able to find that love. Hephaestus was a devout follower of the Elders, and they let him keep his powers to keep the other Gods in line. Aphrodite found this out and started to plan. 

These plans were with the help of Ares, God of War, and she slowly over the years of working with him, started to see him as the man of her dreams. Ares acted tough, and had a rough personality, but he was sweet to her. She could see herself with this man. He was everything that Hephaestus was not. He did not live in his forge and was happy with the way he was treated by Aphrodite. Ares even started to train Aphrodite in the art of fighting, and she learned that some people in a village north of her home village, claimed her as a Warrior Goddess, and she loved that. It showed her how even with having passive powers compared to the others, she was able to be seen as a formidable warrior, and she took to her training in every sense of the word very seriously. She became a formidable warrior, and the lover of her trainer Ares. She felt his genuine feelings of love for her. Something of which she did not feel from her own husband. 

A lot can happen in a thousand years. A lot of love to be had, and a lot of war was seen. Aphrodite was thrust into the middle of it, and just when she thought that she would be able to be with her love, she was treated like a little girl trying to beat the big men in the ways of war. Aphrodite was not pleased, and so she began to get a little vengeful of all the scorn she received from every god and goddess besides Ares, Gaea, Athena, and Hades. She was tired of it, and the Elders had sent her best friend away when she really needed the advice of her closest friend. 

The Trojan war was her last straw, and she decided to sow a little chaos because she wanted to undermine the Elders, and the other Gods and Goddesses. Athena and Gaea were a part of her plan, and so they set the musses up to inspire a mortal man to sponsor a contest between three of the most beautiful Goddesses. Aphrodite, Athena, and Hera were chosen to be the most likely candidates for the most beautiful, and so Aphrodite started her plan. Hera and Athena offered the mortal great gifts to declare them the most beautiful Goddess, but Aphrodite had a plan, she offered the man the love of the most beautiful mortal woman as her gift if he would declare her the most beautiful. 

Paris of Troy agreed to the trade of the love of the most beautiful mortal woman, who happened to be Helen, the queen of Troy, and the wife of the king of the land. She fell in love with Paris who happened to be the prince of the neighboring kingdom. Paris took his new bride to his homeland and thus started the Trojan war between the two kingdoms. Aphrodite was proud of the chaos she had brought to the world and was happy to be able to watch it perched on the tallest building. Aphrodite was a passionate woman who could be very vengeful when she was slighted, and the Elders’ favored king of Troy, would not be able to win the war. 

The gods soon got into conflict between the two kingdoms. They were divided between the two sides, and she was happy to note that she could use the powers of others by feeling the emotions of what they felt when they used their powers. Aphrodite was soon seen as one of the most feared Goddesses in the war. She was seen turning the powers of the other Gods back to them and overloading the powers with more emotion to empower the attack. Aphrodite used her luring ability to turn the soldiers on the side of Troy back to their own. She used this time to be as cruel as she could to those favored by the Elders and was glad to get rid of a lot of their following. 

The battle was won on the side of Aphrodite, and she decided she wasn’t going to spend the night with her husband and would instead spend it with her lover and Soulmate, Ares. Aphrodite and Ares were in a heated display of passion when they were caught by Hephaestus. The man became angry and threw a fine net at the couple. He did not get the other gods and goddesses; he instead took matters into his own hands. 

Hephaestus took Ares and Aphrodite and bound the couple to a chair and table respectively. Ares was the first to suffer as he was the one that seduced his wife. Hephaestus took enchanted knives that he made just for this purpose and started to carve things into the god of war. Ares tried to stand strong and break the chains, but they were given to the blacksmith by the Elders to ensure that the more violent gods could be killed. The first thing that the blacksmith cut off was the cock of the God. He was not happy to learn that it was much bigger than his own. Hephaestus made the god of war eat his own dick. He forced the man to swallow, or he would have to watch as he raped his own lover. 

Aphrodite was horrified by the man she had called her husband as he tortured her lover. What was worse was that he made good on the threats of raping her as he forced her lover to watch. She screamed until her voice was hoarse. What was worse was that the god of metalworking forced nails and sharp objects into her skin. Her powers were failing her as she couldn't even get them to work. It would seem that Hephaestus used the spell the Elders gave him to disempower a god, and then they took her powers from her. She was livid at that. 

As she died, Aphrodite swore that she would make the Elders pay. She gave a prophecy that her soul would be reborn into another, and they will have to face them and then they will meet their end at her hands. Aphrodite saw the life leave Ares as she died. She hoped that she would be able to love that man again. He was really the only man that would really care for her. Looking into the eyes of her husband as he climaxed in her, she cursed the man with her own Empathic powers. It worked and now he will have to deal with the emotions of what he did to her. She will not let him get away with what he was doing. 

“The one to end the White Lords’ reign of terror will be reborn five times. They will live the lives of five notable figures in history and bring the powers of Lady Magic back to what it should have been. They will bring the mortals and magical kingdoms back to the rightful ruling family. The one to bring about the fall of the White Lords will be brought to the past by the death and her sister to bring about the peace of us all.”

The words were spoken by a little girl of about five. Her voice was empowered by the very beings that she was blessed by. She was a daughter of the Norns and was blessed by them with the visions of the weave, and so when they noticed that the Elders were taking matters in their own hands, the three oracles put this failsafe into play. Which, thanks to a meddling old man, was coming true. 

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Pendragon Castle- October 31, 500 BCE

Morgana Lefay was not the most enjoyable person to be around most of the time. She had always regretted the way that she was treated by her own adopted father. She hated him with all she had. Morgana was never the most girly child growing up, and spent more time with her brother Arthur, in the castle gardens practicing defense with any weapon that she could get her hands on. Morgana most of the time beat Arthur in the mock duels the two would have. She hated her father more when he blamed the use of magic for the death of her adopted mother. Her adopted mother was one of the kindest souls that she had ever met, and so she was saddened by the news that a jealous witch killed her to try and get into bed with her father. 

Merlin was one of the most powerful wizards that had ever graced the earth. He learned everything that he could about using his powers for good. He was happy that with the death of Arthur and Morgana’s father that the rules about magic were lifted to allow the use of magic once again. He taught many young nobles and peasants with the gift of magic to bring about the era of magic into the mainstream. He proved to be the best teacher and one of the kindest when it came to children. It is said that he could not have any children of his own, and that was proven right later down the road when he bonded with Arthur in a Royal ceremony and adopted an orphaned bastard child of the late king. With the help of the goblins it was proven that he had not inherited the gift of magic that Arthur and Morgana had, but he was a kind child that grew into a great young man, who would rule the people of Britain into a new era of peace after Arthur stepped down from the throne. 

Morgana was given the leave to govern over the magical people by Arthur, and she grew in power and learned to harness her powers. She loved her people, and the people loved her in turn. Morgana did not stick to just the light side of magic, and became the equal of Merlin when it came to knowledge of magic and powers. Morgana never wanted to have children, and so when she was taking the time to enjoy the edge of her kingdom, Morgana was surprised to find a glowing child crying out in pain. 

After the death of Aphrodite, the next shard was held in the hands of one of the most powerful elder gods, Lady Hecate. She could not let one of her favorites be severed like they were. Looking down at one of her favorite magical children, Merlin and his husband. She knew that he would care for the child just as he would his other adopted child. She had even given Merlin the means to be able to claim the child through blood adoption to make him the child of both Merlin and Arthur. With those thoughts in her head, she sent the soul shard of her favored down to be found by the Princess. 

Morgana found the child laying in a basket down by the river on one of her daily walks. She knew that she would not be the most motherly person to raise this child. She could also feel that this child would be better with her brother. Arthur had done such an amazing job with his son Adam, that he would care for the child just as he would his own. So with a heavy heart, Morgana brought the child to Merlin and Arthur. 

Arthur and Merlin were happy with their little family, it was a joyous occasion when they were given another child to love and raise as their own. Merlin had found a way for the child to be their child by blood one day when he was experimenting with potions, he was happy to note that Felix and Adam had grown to look just like Arthur in looks. Though Felix had definitely gained Merlin’s level of power when the first thing Felix did after his first birthday with them was levitate his favorite toy brought by his favorite aunt Morgana to himself before bed. 

Felix was a fast learner, he would pick up everything that he was taught before the end of every lesson. Morgana had taken a shine to the boy as well, and so when Felix turned five, she also gave some of her blood for the blood adoption potion to make him her son in blood and magic. She may not want to have a child of her own, but she did need an heir to take the throne of the magical Britain so she would have someone to succeed her once she was ready to step down. 

For sixteen years Felix was the beloved prince of Magical Britain, and was loved by the people as a kind and gentle prince. His powers grew to include many natural gifts. He could read minds without even trying, understand any language that he could hear, he could even speak to animals in their natural tongue. Felix learned that he was a gifted magic user, and even won the hearts of many young suitors, but it was one young man that he fell in love with. Alexander Carpenter had a natural talent that could block Felix’s mind reading, so it was a natural thing for the two to fall in love. 

For two years Felix and Alexander lived the perfect life. They were the goals of every relationship in the family and to the public. Felix grew into his powers more every day. He was now able to project his thoughts to others by having a cloud-like bubble emerge from his mind and show his thoughts like a movie. He used this to show his parents what he thought of them. It was a dark night when he found the little egg that sang with his magic. He talked to his Father Merlin, and found out that means that he was gifted by Mother Magic as a bond mate to a great beast of magic.

Felix nurtured the egg, and within the month the egg hatched. It turned out that the egg was that of a Phoenix, and not just the more common fire type phoenix, but a water Phoenix. Water Phoenix were very rare. This one had a dark blue coloring that shone like the morning light on the ocean. Her crest on the top of her head was white as seafoam as it splashed on the shore. 

For months, Alexander grew more jealous every day over the fact that Felix had gotten a Phoenix as a familiar. He hated that he had to play the part of a loving partner, and could not wait to get rid of the whining brat as soon as Felix and he were married. He would be the ruler of Magical Britain, and he would be able to take over the rule of Avalon away from that no good Adam as well. 

Putting his plan in motion, Alexander took to the library and searched for a way to get Felix out of the way. He found it in one of the most unlikely of places. It was a huge book of spells and stories. It would seem that a few hundred years ago, there was a princess that was cursed into eternal slumber, and because she was so important every man came to see if they would be the ones to save the princess. Though that did not happen because no man was the true love of the princess. It was not until a century later that a humble woman had married a prince, she was not happy with the way the prince was treating her so she ran away to the castle of his family’s estate. She found the princess’ diary and fell in love with her. The humble woman took her time restoring the old castle. She cut down the roses that grew over the whole building, and then she walked to the tallest tower and found the princess of the story. She was like she was the day the curse hit. She looked like she was sleeping, and with the way the curse was taking effect on her, the humble woman knelt down, and did what no other could with one touch of her hand, the princess woke up and was free once again. It would seem that the princess was not waiting for a prince, but a humble princess to love her. It is said that the humble woman and the princess were never seen after that day the Queen disappeared. The two were said to open a shop in a small village where they both grew older and lived a happy life. 

Alexander knew that he could not have that ending with Felix, because he did not love the man.  Well that just means that he would have to change the spell a little. Taking no time at all, he sat and rewrote the spell he would cast on his boyfriend. With little time to spare, Alexander cast the spell on Felix. This spell was far more deadly than the one that inspired it. It devastated the royal family to learn that their beloved prince was to never reach farther than his eighteenth birthday; they watched as Alexander caused the death of Felix. Though he was never found as Alexander fled the scene of the crime. 

Felix fell into a sleep like death. His body slowly gave out as he slept and his once youthful life was snuffed out before he could truly live his life. It would seem that it was more than time for the soul to glow in a shining of lights and ascend into the sky as it returned to the main soul healed once more. 

Felix died because of the jealous boyfriend that he would have done everything for. Well now that he had passed his soul moved onto the next life to help heal the hurt of the killing curse. It would seem that this life was just beginning for the wizarding world, and that Felix's soul will have to take on the next challenge in his next life.