The Core Four (Site Plot Thread)

[THE DARK LADY]

conspiracy*

please speak softly for they will hear us and they'll find out why we don't trust them speak up dear cause i cannot hear you i need to know why we don't trust them explain to me this conspiracy

"I called you here for a reason," she whispered lowly. Keira stood at the front of the drawing room at the Black Army headquarters with her followers sitting in old chairs.Their faces met hers and she knew she had their attention - but of course she called them there for a reason. Keira didn't have time for games or insignificant little pep talks. The followers she'd gathered thus far were there because they were beyond loyal to her and had proved it justly. She looked to Dathan who sat among them and smirked. He had to be one of her more vital followers. Without Dathan, Keira wouldn't have been able to obtain the connections, objects, and routes around the world that she now has. Dathan was as essential at that point to the Black Army as Dominic and that was certainly saying something. That said, Dathan knew how much influence he had on Keira and her actions. He knew how beneficial his presence in the army was and Keira would never let him forget it.

The Dark Lady stepped forward and cleared her throat. "Our dear Dathan Burke has privileged us with the ability to track our next steps forward in the rise toward power. This," she said, then pulled out the black box from her cloak. She opened it and revealed the otherwise dull pearl sitting inside. "This is the Possession Pearl." Keira held it up for them to see then snapped it shut and crammed it back into her pocket.
"The Possession Pearl is a dark magical artifact...it has only been spoken of in legends. Believed to be myth until roughly a decade ago when Mr. Burke himself found the path to it," she spoke, looking into his eyes. A genuine smile crossed her expression. "You see, the Possession Pearl is no ordinary pearl. No no..." she snickered. "The Possession Pearl possess, after which it is named for, its ability to harness the powerful magical energy of the four founders of Hogwarts."

Keira allowed for this information to sink into them and then turned on her heel, walking away from them. She stopped, turned back around, and smirked. "This means that once we have captured four items that have once belonged to one of the four founders...we can harness their magical powers. We can, essentially, have them on our side. And if you've ever taken a boring ass History of Magic class at that dreaded school, you'd know that the founders of Hogwarts were four of the most powerful wizards to ever have lived. Their magic...with their magic pulsing through my veins....it will truly win us this war against the Mudbloods and traitors," she explained, then took a deep breath. A sly grin crossed her face and she chuckled.

"So who's up for a treasure hunt?"

AISLING EUGENIE DOLOHOV @hiromi @dathan @morgaine

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Dathan Burke was a man who loved and respected few. He was a cold, wicked, and dangerous man, and not one to cross paths with if one was wise. However, there were two women he was devoted to. One was his dearest Morgaine, who he loved with all his heart. She was his soul mate in the purest sense of the words. His best friend, his business partner, and perhaps one day something more.

The other woman was The Dark Lady. She was his mistress and he her servant. He realized her vision was the one that should and would shape the world of magic in the years to come. While he sneered and scowled at others, he spoke to her with loyalty and respect. In other worlds, he was her glorified trained hound. His head bowed to the Dark Lady when she praised him, taking in her adoration. And he had so much more planned for the Army to aid in its rise to power.

Hiromi sat in fear of the Dark Lady. But that fear was not a fire that consumed her. It was a flame that made her hot with passion to serve her new mistress. Hiromi hated the Ministry. She thought fools ran it and washed up heroes defended it. The Dark Lady was heartless, unholy, capable of Merlin knew what.... and Hiromi would be loyal to her. Finally, a woman with intelligence and spirit, and a group of people worthy of Hiromi's attention. Why return to Japan and rule mere villages with her father when she could be one of those who ruled the world?

The one known as Dominic had found and recruited her. Hiromi's inner-darkness no doubt impressed him, and he impressed her. He more than convinced her to leave whatever goals she had behind and stand alongside her new allies. And listening to The Dark Lady's plan... and her question, Hiromi now formed a devilish grin, giving a nod as an answer.

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Morgaine sat quietly, her face a mask of rapt coldness. Her parents were nowhere to be seen. She had smiled when she noticed that upon arrival. Who's shaping the world now, Mother? she had thought wickedly. She listened carefully to the Dark Lady's plans, her eyes trained on her mistress, though she kept a portion of her attention on the others. She knew Dathan, of course, but she didn't recognise anyone else. And she was sure the little Asian girl was only half human.

She ran her mind briefly over her network of contacts and spies. She came up with a handful or two who might be useful, and discreet.

"Though my influence is hardly as comprehensive as my dear friend and colleague Dathan's, I am happy to render assistance in any way I can, My Lady," she replied after a few moments. "Though our fields overlap in enough areas for a business alliance, there are some who come to me before Dathan with information, and vice versa. I think a united effort on our parts will cover most bases of likely leads."

She cast a quick glance at Dathan; they hadn't discussed it, as they hadn't know of the Dark Lady's wishes before then, but she was quite sure half the point of him joining her up was so they could work together more often, since they were both so well suited to conspiracy and plots. The other half, she was sure, was that he found her company as intriguing and intoxicating as she did his, and had not wished to be parted from her, both by distance or secrets.

[AISLING EUGENIE DOLOHOV]

Aisling Dolohov could feel the warmth of her wand, which was carefully hidden in her black leather knee-length boot. The pressure of it against her calf brought her inexplicable security and kept her feet stable on the ground, so that she would not turn around and run away. She did not go such a long way only to run away like a child running scared from the clouds. Taking in a deep breath, the young Dolohov closed her eyes and walked past the door, into the headquarter of the Black Army, like she had done many times before. Wasn't it her purpose – to join the Army and prove to the Dark Lady that she was worth trusting. There was no room for cowardice, just like there was no turning back then. 

The chill of the night outside was nothing like the deadly cold Aisling felt inside the four walls of the building. A gust of wind blew against her face, bringing inexpressible tension to her soul, causing her heart to lose its constant; but it could not stop her steady steps, though her knees started feeling so weak. Standing here in the dark, Aisling knew that there was no one to hold her hand or catch her when she fell; there was no one to tell her that everything would be okay and she was not alone. Never had she craved comforts as she did then. Knowing where to know, yet she still felt so lost. And no one could save her now. But no sooner had the thought crossed her mind than a sneer arose on her emotionless face, dancing on her red lips.

It was not salvation that she sought, was it?

Without causing a noise, the young girl entered the meeting room and made a beeline to the first seat she caught sight of, which lied opposite to a young woman whose pretty face reminded her of Greek goddesses she had seen in some paintings. The youngster kept staring at the woman, not bothering to care about properness. Slowly, she let her gaze fall upon other faces in the room, and found two familiar ones. A man in his middle age and a young Asian girl who Aisling swore she had met somewhere. At school, perhaps, judging the young features and the inexperienced look on her face. She nodded to greet the man with a dry smile, trying to show some respects, because, after all, she would not be sitting here if it had not been for him. The Dark Lady spoke up, drawing her attention to a mysterious black box. 

“This is the Possession Pearl.” Hardly had the words slipped out of those full lips when Antonin Dolohov's granddaughter found her eyes widened in surprise and excitement. In her History of Magic classes, she had been told about a mythical object called 'Possession Pearl' and how dreadful that thing could be if it was in the wrong hand. Aisling chuckled quietly at the concept of right and wrong. There was no such thing as absoluteness, so who dared to say that what she was doing was wrong? Still, the mention of Mudbloods and traitors squeezed her heart a little. Some names and faces started to cross her mind. Olliver Summerby, the kind muggle-born boy at school who was willing to walk with her, regardless what people talked about the descendent of Antonin Dolohov. And...what about Xochilt? Her being a half-blood might keep her safe from tha Army's claws, but who could guarantee that nothing would go wrong? The goddess-like woman spoke in response to the Dark Lady and dragged Aisling out of her own jumble of thoughts. 'It was not a good time for distractions, Aisling.' she scolded herself in her mind, secretly hoping that no one in the room could read minds. “Information is helpful, undoubtedly. But to my belief, we need more than just information. We need action.” The Ravenclaw said calmly. “What we are seeking once belonged to the four founders of Hogwarts. Let's not waste our time trying to pretend that the little birds can tell us where else to find them aside from Hogwarts.” A childish grin grew on her face. The girl continued in a confident tone. “How many of us can go in and out that building without causing any suspicion?” Turning to the Dark Lady, the brunette slight bowed her head. “The treasure hunt, my Lady. Count me in.”

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Dathan took hold of Morgaine's hand after she spoke of doing her part for the Black Army. And he was the first to agree she had played a major role in it all. Her information and connections had proved most invaluable.

"Morgaine here has been a Merlin-send to me and to the Army," said Dathan. "Our business alliance has already bared much fruit and through us the Black Army will continue to be supplied with what is needed to reach our objectives." He nodded to Morgaine once more before he turned to Aisling. Aisling's words were wise, but she was obviously ignorant to some of the things that had gone on behind the scenes with the Black Army and Dathan needed to explain them to her, as well as provide the latest news to the rest of the Army.

From his jacket, he revealed a vial filled with a glowing blue potion.

"Aisling, this is our admission into Hogwarts, and this is how we will be able to obtain what we want," he said. "This is a rare and potent form of the Living Death Draught. It was created by the powerful dark witch Victoria Veltrino centuries ago. Its secret ingredient has remained a Veltrino family secret... until recently when I freed Cora Veltrino from Azkaban. The Draught is now being mass produced in Knockturn Alley, and will be spread about the exterior of Hogwarts the night of our attack. No one will be able to enter or leave. The only ones who will not be subjected to its effects are those in our ranks, thanks to a protection spell also once exclusively known to the Veltrino family."

THE DARK LADY AISLING EUGENIE DOLOHOV @morgaine

[THE DARK LADY]

conspiracy*

please speak softly for they will hear us and they'll find out why we don't trust them speak up dear cause i cannot hear you i need to know why we don't trust them explain to me this conspiracy

Keira didn't speak, only listened. The Black Army members before her went back and forth on their informational influences, and then Aisling questioned what action they would take. What action? Keira almost opened her mouth to spew the anger at the pathetic girl who even dared ask what action they would take, but Dathan took over, and she was glad for that. Keira allowed him to explain the form of the draught they were to use. Keira sat down at the front of the room and looked at her feet where her snake began to wrap up her leg. "Oh Nyx, we are going to have fun with this, my love," she whispered in parseltongue. Keira looked up, sure that the army members were watching her now that the hissing began to come from her mouth. The best part was that none of them knew what she was saying, and it made the smirk on her face grow.

"Tomorrow we will attack Hogwarts. Tomorrow is the beginning of the end."

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TEMPLATE BY ELIZA @ Delusional & SP