A New Era

[Jacqueline Styx]

Jacqueline Black glanced around the empty courtyard to assure herself that there was no one around. She had taken great care to mislead her husband as to where she was going this evening. He was trusting of her typically. Still, she could never be too careful when it came to Raziel. He would not be pleased at all if he knew the truth. The auror was wrapped up in the beliefs that the ministry taught, especially when it came to "dark" magic. Jacqueline's new role would cause strain in their marriage if he discovered the truth, but it couldn't be helped. He was what he was, and she was what she was. Yet, Jacqueline did love him which is why she went to such lengths to protected him from this part of her life. The brunette woman pursed her lips as she hurried into an old, regal looking building that had been spelled to repel anyone who was not supposed to find it. The building might have once been a manor, or a castle, that had long ago been abandoned.

The Scitorari had been on the rise for about ten years now, though it had been contained to other places until now. In the peaceful times that had followed the end of Voldemort's era, unrest had been building. This unrest gave way to the rise of the Scitorari. They were an organization intent on seeking the original and purest form of magic. They wanted the power that had been withheld or diluted over the years. Now, the Scitorari had finally come to make a stand in New Zealand. Jacqueline had joined a few years ago, in England, where she was from originally. She had been visiting her parents at Borgins and Burke in Knockturn Alley when she had first heard of the Scitorari. The ideals and the aims of the organization alligned so well with what she herself believed. Jacqueline's primary interest when it came to magic had always been in seeking out the power of the mind. Of course, Jacqueline loved transfiguration and it was the subject that she taught at Hogwarts New Zealand. But, it was nothing compared to her interests in the possibilities of the mind. It was what led her to become a legilimens and what sent her seeking now for the skills of occlumency. Conquring the mind was the division of the Scitorari that Jacqueline was leading forward in New Zealand.

Jacqueline looked down her right ring finger to the ouroboro ring that was the symbol of the Scitorari. She had activated the special code earlier so that the ring would signal the time and place of the meeting. She had arrived before both Collineus and Ioan, knowing that they would be here any minute. The brunette woman paced in the empty room as she fiddled with her wand in her fingers. The sound of her clicking heels across the stone floor was the only sound echoing through the room.

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Please allow the other two Scitorari leaders (Collineus and Ioan) to post before joining!

 

[Ioan Finch]

With a promise to his daughter that he would read her whatever bedtime story she wanted upon his return, Ioan nodded to his wife who would be coming to join him just as soon as their sitter arrived. He left the home quickly, eager to be on his way, and turned to face his home, giving his son who was standing by the window a short wave before he turned on his heel and apparated away. He knew his son would watch over his sister while his parents were away. The building he landed near was impressive looking and as he walked toward it, Ioan was pleased with Jacqueline's choice of meeting place for the Scitorari. The man still wasn't entirely sure that he could trust either Jacqueline or Collineus fully, but there were few that he could and they were on the same side and held many of the same beliefs even if they had different plans for achieving their goals. Ioan was the younger of the three leaders, but he didn’t think that made him any less capable. Ioan would just have to deal with them and make the best of the situation. The man was wary of his position as a leader of the Scitorari, knowing that there were always people ready to take out those on top. He had seen it happen more than once in the Romanian branch of the Scitorari, which he had been a part of for some time before making the decision to move forward and band with Collineus and Jacqueline. Having his wife by his side helped though and he was grateful that she hadn't sided with one of the others. It wouldn't have looked good for him if his wife had chosen to align herself with one of the other groups.

Rubbing the Ouroboros ring that he wore on his thumb, Ioan felt the grooves of the scales as he entered the empty room, his blue-green eyes darting left and right as he walked towards the front of the room. Soon, the room would begin to fill up with members, some new to the group altogether and others who had been part of the movement in other areas of the world. The man was eager to see which other wizards and witches believed as he did, that potion-making was the path to true power. Men from centuries past had sought to mix ingredients to prolong their life, to heal their wounds and to get answers. These men had known the right path all along, for these days wizards were growing increasingly dependent on potions. Ioan knew that the Ministry had also always sought ways to control and limit potion makers. They had always frowned on the use of unicorn blood in potions, saying that it led to a ‘cursed life’ if it passed upon one’s lips. It was all propaganda in Ioan’s eyes, a way for the Ministry to maintain control over what potions could be made and developed. They didn’t want wizards to have the ability to create and develop new potions that might one day help overtake them.

Turning to the woman who was pacing the room, Ioan gave her a brief smile. “Good evening Jacqueline” he stated cordially, as he moved to lean against one of the walls, his wand still in the pocket of his robes. He had great respect for the path that she was choosing to follow and wondered what discoveries they might make and how they might be able to help the members of the Scitorari as a whole. They were a group after all, destined to rise or fall together, and he knew that despite their specific areas of interest, their various backgrounds and their attitudes, they needed to remember this fact. It would make or break them.

 

[Collineus Cardosi]

Collineus Cardosi had to meet with other members of the Scitorari, and that included the other two leaders. He was at least ten years older than they were, and he was the only one that had the Dark Mark on his arm, or what was left of it. It was nothing more but a simple scar. The Death Eaters long since fallen out, and as soon as the Scitorari came to be, Collineus jumped at the chance, and before long he became the leader of the prejudice group. He only saw fit that a pure-blood should be the leader of this sort of group. Any mudbloods that would try and join would be slaughtered. He was dressed formally in dark robes, colored with black with a little bit of green. Collineus found himself entering an old manor or castle. He had been in many, so this one hardly impressed him at all. Collineus might not trust people, but he believed that the two in the room that he walked in on had to have some skill or else they would not be leaders at all. Ioan believed in potions, or rather that the ultimate magic came from potion making, and the there was Jacqueline, one that believed in controlling the mind. Controlling the mind intrigued him, but not exactly what he was known for. He was completely prejudice, carrying beliefs that would attract those influenced by the Death Eaters back in the good old days. His dark, serpent green eyes washed over the room as he struggled to find a seat. He decided that it would be better to just conjure something himself. He flourished his wand, and out came a fancy dark green chair. He sat down and leaned back against the cushions. Having come from Italy, he would have to remember that these people spoke English.

They were all combined here by the Ouroboros ring that they all wore. He did not wear the gloves he normally wore to conceal it while he was out in public. He wore it on his right hand, on his middle finger. He finally greeted them after a moment of sitting down, "Hello, Jacqueline and Ioan." He nodded once, slowly, to extend his greeting even more. He knew that since they were allies, in some off handed way, that they would have to see eye to eye on things. He didn't want filthy mudbloods that stole the magic and held it back for those like him to show. He would be thoroughly disgusted with the way that was being handled. That was just the way he was. There they were, all believing in one thing, that magic was being limited, and they sought to free it. However what if magic came from all of the sources? Potions, minds and from the purest of bloods? That would be fantastic. Then they could control the entire world with use magic that they would have obtained. They were moving through the world, this group becoming global. They were bigger, and possibly outnumbered the Ministry themselves. Perhaps one day, they could launch an attack. Collineus was dying for something like that. He wanted action, and he wanted to lead it. Oh there was so much he craved, so much power and to rule over them all. His goals were set so high, but it was doubtful that they could ever be reached. He would believe that he could though, on the contrary. Collineus looked to them both before he asked, "So, what was so important to bring me here from Italy? Has the movement finally reached New Zealand?" The other two were standing, but it seemed like he was the only one that felt like they should be sitting down. After all, a meeting was a meeting, and he was still the business man that held his company with those mannerisms.​

 

[Eden Silverback]

Eden was spending the day with her daughter in the rose garden. Aine was growing up so fast. It made Eden want to another child but Alex had said that they should wait until Eden was ready. Aine was making a crown of roses when the ring that was on her right ring finger tightened for a moment and warmed up. Eden waited a moment and removed the ring. An address had shown itself. Putting the ring back on Eden lifted Aine and walked back into the house. Alex was inside going over the books for the shop. Placing Aine on the floor Eden gave her husband a soft kiss on the lips. Grabbing her cloak Eden pulled it around her and stepped inside.

Eden apparated and looked at the castle in front of her. It was a nice place and also very fitting for there meeting tonight. Walking into the building Eden kept her head covered by the cloak. Anyone looking at it could only see the outline of her lips. There where three people already there. It was the head of the different groups. Walking over to the head of the mind group. Eden removed her hood and smiled at her old Professor and head of house. When Eden had been a young girl she had dreamed of being a Death Eater and as she got older it became her goal. Along the way Eden had realized that she was a Seer. Once Eden had left Hogwarts she had learned that the Death Eaters where no more. It had angered her but she didn't have time to sit around and mope. Eden had wondered what she was going to do. Someone had mentioned a group called the Scitorari and Eden had joined. While Eden agreed that keeping the mudbloods out she found that she felt most strongly about the mind. Eden was extremely smart and with her being a Seer it felt like the best place for her was with the women who had first helped her along her path.

 

[Hadan Winters]

Hadan Hensel was dressed according to her normal style of black robes now that she had finished giving birth and working on getting her figure back. Her ring had tightened up briefly while she was at home, and she took it off to see the coordinates. She shrugged and she left her babies with their aunt for the time being. She apparated off to go see what the meeting was all about. She joined up in Romania a while back, and she was under the leadership of a handsome man named Ioan Finch. She entered the castle without anyone having looked upon her, and she followed her gut down the hall until she found a room where she saw Professor Black. She narrowed her red eyes upon her, and remembered her in school briefly. Also remembered her as Head of House for not even a year. Then Styx took over. Her eyes went over to the other leader sitting in the chair, and she recognized him briefly as well. She didn't know where he had come from. So she went to stand somewhat near Ioan Finch since he was the one that she answered to. She looked down at the ground, her robes concealed her entire body. Hadan found herself curious to see how these three diverse groups would get along. She knew that association with the Aurors and Ministry would not be ideal. Her best friend's husband worked for the Aurors, and she was careful enough to not do much with them. Hadan shifted her position as she looked around the room, to see who all arrived. She knew very little about who all was in this darker group. She lived in New Zealand, but she had learned about this all during her time in Romania. Hadan wished she had a watch or something, since she needed to check the time. She didn't want to linger around for any longer than she needed to. She did have a job to get to in a matter of a couple of hours.​

 

[Richard Mckay]

With a nod to his mother and a swift kiss on the cheek from his wife, Richard quickly apparated to the meeting place of the Scitorari. The movement had been around for about ten years, he had joined when his wife died six years ago. He had been back in Scotland at the time, but had now moved back out to New Zealand, the place in which his wife was born. She had always wanted to return to New Zealand, so it was here that he now lived. Unfortunately, being back in New Zealand bought to the surface painful memories that he would rather forget. Sally and the kids, were for the most part, what his life revolved around the last time he was here. However, now he was with Mary. She was pregnant with their first child together and he was excited to begin his life anew. She was someone that his mother had picked out for him, but this time he didn't care. His craving for Pureblood company was enough for him to accept the offer. He was sure that Kumiko was to be married soon as well. Natsumi definitely was and she had been such a lovely girl, marrying into the Norton family was a privilege he was sure. He walked towards the group of people whom had already arrived and nodded his head at a man he had met a while ago in the pub. He remembered being fascinated by the man, but they didn't really get past basic formalities. He wasn't even sure they had exchanged names. He shrugged. It didn't really matter. Names were not needed in alliances such as these. He wasn't sure what this gathering would entail, but he was definitely eager to find out. He looked around for Kumiko, curious as to where she might be.

 

[Kumiko Tanaka]

It was a new and exciting feeling for Kumiko Hitachiin as she made her way to the meeting place of the new section of the Scitorari. She was excited to have learnt about the Scitorari from the Mckay's. Richard had been quick to inform her that she was still in his debt and so when he had told her to join up in France, she had not hesitated. It was only fair that she do what she was told after having stuffed up so majorly two years ago. It kind of sucked, but she was going to have to live with it. She was curious to learn what this meeting was about. She wanted to get back to Natsumi. She hadn't seen her in so long since she had moved in with that Norton kid. Kumiko had a funny feeling about him, but she had never seen him neglect her or anything. In fact, whenever she saw them, he always seemed to be clinging to her, like a child. It was kind of weird to be truthful. She shrugged as she came to stand by Richard's side, bowing to him respectfully before turning and bowing to all she thought to be older then her, there were only about three others whom she could tell fit that category, so it wasn't too many. She wondered who else would be coming to the meeting. Hikari? She hadn't seen her dear sister in a while, she would so like to see her here at the meeting. Had she joined the Scitorari? She couldn't think of a reason why she wouldn't have.

 

[Chavdar Zhefarovich]

For the first time in a long time, Chavdar had a feeling that he belonged. However the group he joined was called the Scitorari, however the subgroup was not the Prejudice group, but it was the one that had the mind control that intrigued him the most. Chavdar Zhefarovich was a big man, very built and also incredibly tall. His large stature was uncommon. He entered the castle after he had received his notice that he needed to be present for the meeting. He had left his children over with a sibling of his, since he didn't want them home alone. Chavdar looked around the room to see someone that he might know. He didn't see anyone but Hadan, his adopted daughter. He went over to stand somewhat close to her, even though he was not with the group that he was signed up for. He stood somewhat between, but it was not like he could help it. Chavdar felt somewhat out of place, and he was not going to be comfortable anytime soon. He nodded to the other leaders, since he thought that they deserved that at the very least. He didn't know the other members, but he knew that he was one of the oldest in here. However he believed that the oldest was Cardosi. He heard a lot about him from other members from his family, and how he trained under his father. He didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Chavdar waited with the rest to see what this meeting was all about since he didn't have a single clue right now. He worked in the Ministry, but he was undercover too. He didn't appreciate the Ministry that much, but his branch was not that bad.​

 

[Aleyha Snow]

Aleyha Snow was not in the best of moods, especially not to be summoned to a meeting with the Scitorari. She was dressed in black robes, and her red irises matched the bloodshot eyes that she wore now. It was nothing she could help, but she was angry. Of course, the Parselmouth arrived with her husband, and entered the castle. She wore her hood over her pale blonde head, to protect her from the rays of the sun. She didn't have any sort of sunscreen on her skin, and she hadn't been taking good care of herself. Aleyha was more or less angry at the world. Her babies were being kept at the Snow manor where they needed to be, extra guarded as well. Aleyha was certain that her husband would not blame her for her actions. She stood with Fenrir wrapped around her shoulders, the green clashing with the paleness of her skin. She stood with the leader of that subgroup, the one that supported her beliefs the most. The ones that were hiding the pure supreme magic was none other than the mudbloods. Aleyha reached for her husband's hand, and she looked at him with her red eyes. She forced a faint smile, since he had been there for her for as long as she could remember. She couldn't imagine life without him. She looked at the other leaders, and wondered if they were going to allow mudbloods in with their group. Since mudbloods didn't come from magic, they shouldn't want to know the pure magic and believe in what they believed in. That was her honest opinion. 'I hope they don't expect much from us, since we might not get along,' thought Aleyha. She recognized Professor Black, and how she was a professor, and also once a Head of House. Not that it lasted long.​

 

[Ioan Finch]

It wasn't long before they were joined by the third leader, the pureblood, Collineus. He was an older gentleman and when they'd first begun talking about beginning a group in New Zealand, Ioan had great difficulties understanding why a man like him would join the group. Now, although he had doubts about the man in general, he had no doubts about his commitment to the cause. He had proven himself to be quite useful, what with his many connections as well. Ioan left the first part of the question for Jacqueline to answer if she chose to, but the second part he answered quickly. "It seems that it has" he stated, a pleased look on his face as the first of their new members began to walk in. He had never seen the members of the other sects, but today the group would all meet together for the very first time. The members were mixed in age, gender and skill set most likely. Still, there weren't quite as many people as he would have liked to see. "We're going to have to make recruiting a priority" he murmured grimly to Jacqueline and Collineus.