October 21, 2000 Frank told her to be there by 19:00. It was his mom’s birthday: her oldest brother, Louis, wanted to gather the family to celebrate it. His eldest daughter, Rachel, just had a baby, and he wanted to spend some time alone with them before the rest of the family came over. Frank’s uncle lived in a family house in the city’s east end, so he had the space to host his entire family. Over the past few months, Frank had missed a lot of family brunches. When confronted about it, he admitted that he was seeing someone and vaguely explained why he couldn’t just see her at a different time or invite her to brunch. His mother and sister insisted on him inviting her to their family party: they really wanted to meet her. Frank was actually thrilled about introducing her to his family, so he obliged. She took the public transit to get there, thinking that it wouldn’t raise too many questions that she wouldn’t be able to answer. She had to appear like a human, and she didn’t want t
November 25, 2000 – 10:00 “Are you sure you want to do this?” Victoria. Coralis was getting ready to go meet with Dorothy, her mother’s friend, for lunch. Dorothy had sent her a Happy End-of-Year card the previous year, through the EBEE. She had ignored it at the time. “I need to. With everything going on at work, I want answers about my parents, what they were standing for exactly. My dad said to not trust anyone, turned out he was right, probably more than he knew. He said to only trust Dorothy and his sister, so you know what, I’m going to have a chat with Dorothy. I also want to know why she took so long to try to contact me, but I care less about that.” “What I want to know, is why the EBEE keeps sending you on missions involving the CMMA as if you were an actual agent. You were only supposed to be in training with them.” “Speaking of which, I need to go to Virginia next week with Eva, for a meeting with some CIA agents. I don’t know exactly what they know about us, so I
November 25, 2000 – noon “In his letter, my dad said that they wanted to get away from Lord Meozo, they even hid in Egypt for a few months… but what happened? I’ve got all of these groups telling me about why I should follow in their footsteps, while others keep telling me that they got killed because they worked for him. Honestly, I ended up signing with the EBEE to go against those telling me I should take over what they started, and that made me question whether they really wanted to get away from him. In what exactly were they involved?” “Who talked to you? If you spoke with the Swamtons or anyone in Anita’s family… don’t trust anything coming out of their mouth, they’re the worst type of shady. Your dad was right: they wanted to hide from him. Dawn could tell you more about your dad, but I do know that he never went to an elemental school: he was homeschooled. His father kept telling him he needed to refrain from using his inner energy as much as possible, and to not mark his
She made it to Frank’s family party, which was held at his uncle Louis’. She was worried that she wouldn’t be able to attend it. For the past 2 weeks, the EBEE sent her on cases whenever she was off the flyball field. She would normally be flying to the Fullemons at this time, but told them she’d be coming over the next day instead, knowing that it meant the twins would be grilling her with questions. During the evening, she became good friends with Audrey, Frank’s cousin. Audrey was 8 years old. She couldn’t figure out why, but there was something about Audrey that intrigued her. Audrey, like Frank, was also raised by a single mother. However, unlike Frank, she never knew her father: he’d left her mom before she was born. Lizzy, Audrey’s mother, was Molly’s younger sister. His sister Stephanie kept hearing about how Coralis had saved her mother against four guys. She started working as a nurse aide in a trauma centre near Mirabel the week after that incident. She was intrigued: her
February 14, 2001 Coralis sat next to Andrew, her mentor, in the middle of a room. They had to attend a meeting with some EBEE senior agents in London. She was hoping that the meeting wouldn’t last long: she promised Frank that she’d be spending the evening with him and would try to ignore work calls. Victoria was going to be out for the day, so she told him to be there at 17:00. Elder agents Alfredino, Rolland, and Phraton were sitting behind a table by the windows. “Blue Thunder,” said Rolland, a fire mage, “I must say, your track record with us is stellar. Your mentor only has praises for you.” “Officially, you’re an apprentice with us. However, it came to our attention that your contract with The Northerners will be ending soon. When your flyball career ends, after this flyball season, we are going to formally appoint you as an agent,” said Alfredino, a wind mage. “In all due respect, elders, my flyball career will not be ending after this season. My contract with the North
February 17, 2001Coralis flew to the flyball practice an hour earlier to attend a meeting with the team officials. She remembered what the EBEE elder agents had told her a few days ago. Despite the confidence she’d shown during that meeting, she was hoping that she’d actually be able to renew her contract with The Northerners. She also remembered the elves attacking the royal vampire family in Chicago, and Prince Hendrick calling her the next day to let her know that their elf prisoner was a militant for a movement pushing for the elementals to go out of hiding. She felt that the elves striking King Matthew’s stronghold a few hours after EBEE elders told her to cut ties with the king’s youngest child wasn’t any coincidence, but she had to be able to prove it.“Three days ago, we received words from an EBEE representative, verifying that your contract with us was going to end, stating that it was in everyone’s best interest. However, as you know, we have been discussing extending you
She stood in the middle of the EBEE main meeting room, with Andrew to her right. She didn’t want to be there, she knew that it meant trouble. She focused on steeling her mind, harder than she ever had to, harder than she did when facing Lord Meozo. Her mind went to Frank and she wondered if it wouldn’t be better to break up with him. She knew Princess Veronica could handle herself, but she also didn’t want more trouble coming her way: she didn’t want more attacks on the royal vampire family and wondered if it was related to her.“Blue Thunder, it was brought to our attention that your contract with The Northerners had been renewed for another 3 years. Is that correct?” said Phraton.“Yes, it is correct. I told you that my flyball career wasn’t going to end at the end of this season. When I agreed to start an apprenticeship with the European Bureau of Elemental Energy, I made it very clear that my flyball career was going to be my main focus, until it would be time to end it. That ti
April 11, 2001 – 10:00Stephanie McNally, Frank’ sister, had been working part-time at Healing Moon, a clinic specializing in werewolf health, for the past few months. Located in a wooded area west of Mirabel, near Saint-Hermas community, it was considered a neutral ground for werewolf packs and other clans of shifters. She worked there with her friend Clarissa.For the local population unaware of the supernatural world, Healing Moon was considered a trauma centre for animal attacks. Locals would also bring their cats and dogs there for their regular checkups. Stephanie, however, knew better: two of her childhood friends were werewolves. She’d known Clarissa and Lily since elementary school, but found out the truth about what they were when going on a camping trip with them at 12. Clarissa knew that Stephanie was considering a career as a veterinarian and wasn’t afraid of werewolves, so she got her to start working at Healing Moon.She walked into the clinic to start her shift, and s
June 29, 2001 – 14:51Coralis was at her flyball practice, one of the last ones of the season. When she would be up in the sky during a flyball game or practice, she’d usually leave her hologram on the ground or in the locker. However, she was expecting a call from Eva, regarding the ghoul case they had been working on the previous week, so she kept it on her.The practice was almost over. She stood on the ground, in the middle of the field, listening to Brono’s briefing. She felt her hologram vibrating and pulled it out of her cloak. She walked away from the group to answer it.“Can you come pick me up at metro Henri-Bourassa? Healing Moon is requesting our presence,” said Eva.“Healing Moon? Right now?”“General Tobly wanted to send me and Emery there, but apparently, the Healing Moon insisted on you and me. High Fay Ellya agreed, because it involved ghouls, and well, it could be related to what we’d been working on in Grenville last week. She warned them that it could take longer b
June 22, 2001Stephanie McNally decided to join her coworkers for dinner and drinks after work. Emma’s pack was based in Saint-Jerome, a city near their workplace. They went to The Wooded Tavern, a restaurant bar located right outside of Emma’s pack-land. The establishment looked like a bungalow and sat at the end of an off-road that was hard to notice from the main road, because of the dense forest hiding its entry: people had to know it was there. Despite being operated by werewolves, local vampires would sometimes hang out there. The Northerners’ team members enjoyed going there once in a while after a game, when they didn’t want to be interrupted by fans or journalists.“It’s Friday night, I don’t know about you guys, but I’m in no rush to go back home. Wanna go to The Wooded Tavern?” said Steven, one of their defenders, who was in his first season with the flyball team.“I’d be down for that, actually. Frank is working tonight and I didn’t get called by any agency for a case o
April 11, 2001 – 12:55As soon as they walked into the clinic, Emma gestured for Coralis to follow her. “I gave him enough sedative to keep him out cold for hours, but it’s already wearing off,” said Emma, as Coralis removed her eyeglasses and slid them into her cloak. Coralis followed her to Luke’s room and saw him fighting his restraints. She rushed to him, brought her left hand to his chest and stared into his eyes. A light glow was coming out of her and everyone in the room gasped. Gradually, the patient calmed down.“Someone was trying to summon his wolf,” said Coralis. She removed her hand from his chest but kept looking into his eyes. “How is it even possible?” said Emma.“I know that demons and some mythical beings can be summoned, but I’ve never heard of a werewolf, or even of a Lycan, who could be summoned,” said Jessica.“That’s what we will find out when Eva comes back,” said Coralis.Stephanie was still in awe by what she saw. She didn’t know that demons existed. Co
April 11, 2001 – 12:10“Technically speaking, I’m an elemental mage. A spirit mage to be precise. Some kind of witch according to uh, human lore.”“A mage? Wait, so a witch and a mage aren’t the same thing?”“Not at all. Most mages find it offensive to be called witches. Personally, I don’t really care, even if I don’t like the majority of witches. The main differences are in the way we use energy and how we call for it, but I do understand that even within the supernatural world, people don’t know the difference between a witch and a mage.”“Daaamn! Wait… can I say that or is damn a word I should avoid using? I’m sorry, I thought I knew all about the supernatural when I found out about werewolves, but clearly, I don’t know anything about it. I mean, I will always remember you saving my mom’s life a few months ago, but this explains so, so much. Can you fight like that because of what you are or it’s a skill you developed?”Coralis wanted to laugh over the damn comment, but she coul
April 11, 2001 – 11:05“Yes, definitely,” said Coralis and looked at Emma, then at Jessica. “Once we figure out what we’re dealing with exactly, we’ll need to test you two out as well. I’m not sensing damage on your connection to your wolves, but he drew blood, so we’ll make sure that you’re not infected as well. Anyone else got into contact with them?”Emma and Jessica shook their head.“No. He arrived here last night and passed out as soon he passed the front door. He didn’t wake up until this morning,” said Jessica.“I smelled Turmeric on both of them, think we’re dealing with coven witches?” said Eva, sniffing the air toward Emma and Jessica. “I’m not smelling it on them.”“Think we’re dealing with something worse. Coven witches might have a hand in this, but there is something else at play. Owil’s connection to his wolf was cut off, it’s like someone highjacked it and was trying to summon his wolf. We’ll need to run some tests on his blood to determine what he’s been injected wit
April 11, 2001 – 10:00Stephanie McNally, Frank’ sister, had been working part-time at Healing Moon, a clinic specializing in werewolf health, for the past few months. Located in a wooded area west of Mirabel, near Saint-Hermas community, it was considered a neutral ground for werewolf packs and other clans of shifters. She worked there with her friend Clarissa.For the local population unaware of the supernatural world, Healing Moon was considered a trauma centre for animal attacks. Locals would also bring their cats and dogs there for their regular checkups. Stephanie, however, knew better: two of her childhood friends were werewolves. She’d known Clarissa and Lily since elementary school, but found out the truth about what they were when going on a camping trip with them at 12. Clarissa knew that Stephanie was considering a career as a veterinarian and wasn’t afraid of werewolves, so she got her to start working at Healing Moon.She walked into the clinic to start her shift, and s
She stood in the middle of the EBEE main meeting room, with Andrew to her right. She didn’t want to be there, she knew that it meant trouble. She focused on steeling her mind, harder than she ever had to, harder than she did when facing Lord Meozo. Her mind went to Frank and she wondered if it wouldn’t be better to break up with him. She knew Princess Veronica could handle herself, but she also didn’t want more trouble coming her way: she didn’t want more attacks on the royal vampire family and wondered if it was related to her.“Blue Thunder, it was brought to our attention that your contract with The Northerners had been renewed for another 3 years. Is that correct?” said Phraton.“Yes, it is correct. I told you that my flyball career wasn’t going to end at the end of this season. When I agreed to start an apprenticeship with the European Bureau of Elemental Energy, I made it very clear that my flyball career was going to be my main focus, until it would be time to end it. That ti
February 17, 2001Coralis flew to the flyball practice an hour earlier to attend a meeting with the team officials. She remembered what the EBEE elder agents had told her a few days ago. Despite the confidence she’d shown during that meeting, she was hoping that she’d actually be able to renew her contract with The Northerners. She also remembered the elves attacking the royal vampire family in Chicago, and Prince Hendrick calling her the next day to let her know that their elf prisoner was a militant for a movement pushing for the elementals to go out of hiding. She felt that the elves striking King Matthew’s stronghold a few hours after EBEE elders told her to cut ties with the king’s youngest child wasn’t any coincidence, but she had to be able to prove it.“Three days ago, we received words from an EBEE representative, verifying that your contract with us was going to end, stating that it was in everyone’s best interest. However, as you know, we have been discussing extending you
February 14, 2001 Coralis sat next to Andrew, her mentor, in the middle of a room. They had to attend a meeting with some EBEE senior agents in London. She was hoping that the meeting wouldn’t last long: she promised Frank that she’d be spending the evening with him and would try to ignore work calls. Victoria was going to be out for the day, so she told him to be there at 17:00. Elder agents Alfredino, Rolland, and Phraton were sitting behind a table by the windows. “Blue Thunder,” said Rolland, a fire mage, “I must say, your track record with us is stellar. Your mentor only has praises for you.” “Officially, you’re an apprentice with us. However, it came to our attention that your contract with The Northerners will be ending soon. When your flyball career ends, after this flyball season, we are going to formally appoint you as an agent,” said Alfredino, a wind mage. “In all due respect, elders, my flyball career will not be ending after this season. My contract with the North