Warlocks and Witches
This is a theoretical “What if?” story, taking place about 20 years after my Legend of Rin fanfic series. The basic idea is… What if Cale and Rin got married and had kids?
This story follows the hypothetical son and daughter.
The reason I say hypothetical is that I believe Cale and Rin would not take their relationship that far, though it’s probably a long-term relationship. Again though, this is a “What if?” story. Enjoy!

***

An orange bounced off the top of the tall vampire-hunter’s head, knocking her witch-hat off. The elf in dark burgundy knelt to pick up her hat. Standing up and straightening on her head, she glared up in the direction the orange had come from. A teenage boy resembling Cale’anon Vatay, only smaller, with freckles, a rounder chin, and dyed black hair (which he styled exactly like his father’s) was laughing and leaning against the window frame of the second story of his home.
“Nice catch sis!” he yelled.
“Blaze!” the slayer growled angrily.
“Violet!” the boy replied, mimicking her voice.
“Blaze Vatay, you are the most irritating creature on the planet!”
Blaze stuck his tongue out at her. He jumped out the window, into a tree, and climbed down quickly. He was wearing a black shirt, matching boots, and brown pants. He was also wearing his father’s signature cape, which was far too long for his rather runty form. He smirked up at his older sister.
Violet – also called Vivi – Vatay was dressed in her usual coat, boots, and matching brownish burgundy pants, the same shade as her hat. Her belt had all sorts of gear attached, notably a silver dagger, a wooden stake, and a vial of holy water. She had her mother’s face, but her father’s poofy, pale blonde hair. It was slightly wavy. She folded her arms on her chest and glared at her brother. He merely shrugged and grinned at her.
“Sorry sis, no time to talk! I’ve got lessons with Uncle Richard!” Blaze said, smirking as he ran off. Violet sighed.

***

“See ya’ later, Uncle Richard!” Blaze called over his shoulder as he left.
“Stay strong, kid!” the warlock replied, waving, “Don’t forget to practice your fire spells!”
“I won’t!” Blaze yelled. He smirked as he wandered away. Being in a particularly warlockish mood, when he came across a little boy with a lollipop, he took it from the kid and held it up, pushing the kid away, taunting him. He laughed cruelly as the little boy started to cry. And then, out of the blue, before Blaze knew what had happened, he was on the ground. He rubbed his jaw, checking that it wasn’t broken. He turned to see who had punched him, expecting an older brother to the kid.
Nope. It was a girl his own age, with brown hair tied in the back in a low ponytail with a dark blue ribbon. She was wearing a black and blue semi-gothic dress. Blaze blinked a few times, confused. She leaned forward and screamed at him, “Nobody picks on my little brother!”
Blaze blinked a few times. After a moment of sitting there on the ground, he raised one finger as if to say “wait a moment”, and smiled. “Hi my name’s Blaze you seem like a worthy adversary who are you?” he asked, all in one run-on sentence.
The girl kicked him and he flinched back away. “I’m Morgana, and you’d better remember not to mess with me or my brother!” With that, she turned, took her little brother by the hand, and walked away, head held high. Blaze just sat there for a moment, staring in her general direction with a look of confusion and shock. He blinked a few times, and after a moment, he stood, dusted himself off, and wandered home in a daze.

Ha ha, Blaze just got owned by a chick. What would "Uncle Richard" would say had he seen that.

Heh. XD
Well, Blaze wouldn't have made ANYONE proud just then. XD

I guess stealing candy from a baby isn't as easy as implied.

ROFLMAO!!!!

***

Blaze leaned against a tree, lost in thought that evening. He was reflecting on what happened to him earlier. Boy, I sure am lucky Uncle Richard didn’t see that, he thought, but… that girl was actually kinda… impressive…I didn’t know girls could fight like that.
“Blaze, dinner’s ready!” his mother called. Someone knocked on the door, and the young elf heard his father’s voice.
“Richard! Come right in!”
Blaze decided to stay where he was. “Vivi, go get your brother,” Rin said from inside. Footsteps came nearer and nearer.
“Hey Runty! Your dinner’s getting cold!”
“Don’t antagonize your brother,” Cale said calmly. Blaze lifted one hand and his sister’s hat burst into flames. She let out a squeak and waved it about frantically, trying to put the fire out. She ran into the house, leaving the doorway open. Cale and Richard were standing inside. The tall elf had an expression of shock and disbelief on his face.
“Did my son just fwoosh!?”
Richard faked wiping tears from his eyes, sniffled, and put one arm around Cale’s shoulders. “I’m so proud of my nephew!”
“Oh gods help me…” the elf said, putting his hand on his face. Blaze snickered and stretched casually, standing up and walking into the house, whistling idly.

***

Blaze wandered the streets of Kethenecia, whistling a little tune to himself. As always, the city was busy in the early night. Suddenly a brown-haired figure caught his eye. Hey, he thought, that’s that girl who had the guts to punch me. Morgana I think her name was? He considered talking to her, but didn’t really get a chance to decide, because she turned and caught him looking at her. He spun around and continued whistling, pretending nothing had happened and trying to look cool. He glanced over his shoulder. She was walking toward him.
“Hello… Sorry I left such a bruise…” Morgana said apologetically.
“A… bruise?” Blaze muttered, thoroughly embarrassed now that he realized his whole family knew he’d gotten beaten up.
Suddenly the girl toughened up. “But that should teach you not to pick on helpless kids!”
“Uh… Sorry… I guess…” the boy mumbled. Then he added, “Uh, are you new to Kethenecia? I’ve lived here my whole life and I don’t remember seeing you…”
“Yes.” And that was all she said. She simply walked away.
“Hey, wait a minute!” Blaze called after her, running to follow her after a moment. He wasn’t used to people just walking away from him and he felt insulted.
“What do you want?” Morgana snapped.
“Uh… uh… a rematch! That wasn’t a fair fight! You came out of nowhere!”
“Oh, and you’re such a fair fighter.”
“Shut up!” Blaze barked, clenching his hands into fists.
“Well,” Morgana said, grinning suddenly, “if it’s a rematch you want, it’s a rematch you’ll get!” She punched at him, missing on purpose to let him know the fight had begun. He attempted to punch her in the gut and got a fist to the shoulder for his efforts.
“You’re awfully tiny!” the girl laughed, just before she got hit in the side. “Ow!”
“No smaller than you!” the dark-haired boy retorted, satisfied that he’d gotten a punch in. Morgana spun around and struck him in the chest, almost knocking him over. She whacked him atop the head. He blinked a few times, stunned. Then he responded in kind by kicking her in the shin. She yelped.
“Hey, that’s cheating!”
“There’s no cheating in beating someone up!” Blaze said with a smirk. Next thing he knew he was face down on the ground, Morgana having kicked his feet out from under him.
“Then that was perfectly legal!” She said, hands on her hips. Blaze jumped to his feet and punched her in the shoulder, knocking her down. Eventually they started chasing each other around in an attempt to make the fight more interesting. Morgana tripped and fell, and Blaze promptly tripped on her. Both of them sat up, looking confused, then started laughing. An unlikely friendship had formed.

*looks solemn* All tis' fair in love n' war.

And these two have both going at the same time. x3
Isn't it cute how they beat each other up? XD

Yeah, me thinks b4 it's over it will be more than just "An unlikely friendship" ^.^

No duh, detective!
Dragon's the author. Of COURSE it's going to be more than a friendship.
And when it's over they'll STILL be beating eachother up. XD

Just call me Sherlock Holmes! ^.^

Figured I should put these up again cuz someone reading back but skipping the polls may be expecting me to do the usual and put pictures of the chars up in the story they appear in...


Blaze, our resident Jerk with a Hidden Heart of Gold...


And Violet, our lovable Vampire Slayer.

o.0 Idea for a pic for ya if you're up to the challenge. A pic consisting of Rin, X, and Alex from mine, yours, and Sal's fics. As I said, that is if you're up for it. If not then consider it for another time cause I would love to see it.

Mebbe.
If I do I'll prolly release it when we do the collab.

Yeah. Make it as the first post in the thread as sort of like the cover for it.

Awesome idea but the picture of Alex must be approved by me before anyone else sees it...

Hmm... Seems Blaze and Morgana have their own little relationship theme song.
XD I can totally see him singing this song about her. XD XD XD

They stood up.
“Call it a draw?” Blaze suggested, grinning.
“Sure thing!” Morgana replied with a laugh.
“Ooooooh, what have we here?!” Violet said.
“Violet?! Where’d you come from?!” Blaze exclaimed, looking shocked.
“Who’s that?” The brown-haired girl asked.
“My sister…”
“I didn’t know you had a girlfriend, Blaze!” the slayer said with a wink.
The two teens looked at one another for a moment, then, in perfect unison, both cried out. “Ewww! No way!”
“So what’s your girlfriend’s name, Blaze?” Vivi taunted.
“She’s not my girlfriend! Yuck!” the boy said, flailing his arms.
“My name is Morgana and I’m not his girlfriend.”
“Uh-huh. Whatever you say,” the young lady said, growing bored with the topic, “you two wanna get your fortunes told? I was going to the fortune teller anyway. She’s in town and I wanted to ask about fame and fortune…”
“Yeah!” Blaze exclaimed in excitement. He turned to his new friend. “You coming?”
“Hm… Alright…” she said, looking away from him as though he were boring, “Just because I’ve nothing better to do.”
Violet laughed and shook her head. The three of them wandered to the edge of town, where the gypsies had set up their stands. The vampire slayer pointed out a stand where a woman with a deck of cards and a crystal ball sat. She walked over and put a gold coin on the table.
“Tell us three young elves our futures.”
The old woman nodded and lay five cards out on her table. She turned them over and stared at them for a minute.
“Here we have a phoenix. An enemy, or a friend? I see change. Here, we have the white bear. Stubborn and cold, but brave. And we have a lion. I see safety in danger, and danger in safety. Down here, a toad. A young man or a boy will play a key role in the future. In the center, the fiery dragon! Tyranny and anarchy! And yet, unity, strength, and loyalty.”
The elves stared at her blankly.
“That’s dumb!” Blaze said. His sister whacked him on the head. He punched her. Morgana started laughing, and Blaze punched her too, causing her to respond in kind. Violet pushed them apart and dragged them away.
“Let me at him!” Morgana growled, struggling against Vivi’s grip. The black-haired elf was doing the same, looking just as eager to attack the girl as she was to attack him. Violet sighed.

***

“See you later,” Vivi said over her shoulder, as she left the house, having finished her breakfast. She walked casually to the town square, and checked the notice board, reading the Wanted posters specifically. She was a vampire slayer, yes, but also went after werewolves, and occasionally, criminals. She didn’t notice the two warlocks approaching from behind. The shorter one raised his hand and set the girl ablaze, cackling madly.
“Very good, Blaze!” Richard praised his nephew. Blaze was laughing too hard to respond. Vivi patted the fire out, then glanced around nervously.
“Don’t do that,” the slayer said, “you’ll ruin my reputation!”
“That’s the point!” the warlocks said in perfect unison. A fireball struck nearby, nearly hitting a few people.
“Don’t do that!” the blonde elf cried out.
“That wasn’t me! Did you do that, Uncle Richard?!”
“No,” Richard muttered, eyes narrowing, “and I don’t like it… someone’s stealing my spotlight…”
Another fireball struck nearby. People were beginning to panic now. Blaze looked straight up. “Holy-!”
Suddenly his father was behind him, bow and arrow at the ready. “Kethenecia must not fall! To arms!” The Vatay children looked at their mother – who stood beside her husband, her old sword and dagger in her hands, her bow and quiver on her back – and father in surprise. The wyvern that had spat fire at them was circling above. Cale muttered “Let’s see what I still have in me…” as he pulled the bowstring back, took careful aim, and fired an arrow at the dragon-like creature. His attack hit its mark! The wyvern swerved and roared.
“Whoa! Dad! You just went way up on my awesome scale!” Blaze exclaimed.
Cale glanced at his son as he readied another arrow. “Your old man knows a thing or two…”
Rin was firing arrows at the beast as well, but it dove down suddenly, grabbed something or someone, and rose into the sky, ignoring the attacks of the Vatay family. Cale stopped as soon as he saw the girl the wyvern held in its claws. He put his hand on Rin’s shoulder. “No! Don’t attack! We could hurt the girl!”
Said girl screamed for help. Blaze’s eyes widened. It was Morgana!

Very interesting little twist and lol at the Vatay children reaction to their parents.

Yup. Cale and Rin may be 20 years older, but they're still adventurers! ;D
Little twist indeed.
You should know by now that there will be a larger twist later in the story.
Cuz you know Dragon and how she loves her plot twists.

Of course. I think I picked up the plot twist thing from you lol.

Heh. ^^;


*thinks on what I said* Wow. Cale and Rin in their forties. There's an idea to make you think twice. XD

Indeed so. It really does make you think. So, did u get the last pm I sent u Dragon?

“Blaze, isn’t that your friend?!” Vivi asked, worried.
“That’s Morgana! We need to help her!” the boy exclaimed, his heroic side coming out.
“And help her we will!” Cale said, putting his hands on his sword hilts. Rintasha put her hand on his shoulder.
“Cale, honey, we’re starting to get too old for this kind of thing...” she said, as he turned to her in surprise, “It’s time we pass the torch to the next generation. Blaze and Violet are old enough to have their own adventures.”
“Our adventuring days aren’t over just yet, Love. I’d like to get one last quest for good and justice in before we retire…”
The ex-dragonslayer hesitated, then nodded. “Then we’ll go on this journey as a family.”
“I’ll come with you,” the old warlock said, suddenly.
“Would you, Uncle Richard?!” Blaze yelled excitedly.
“Do you know how boring this town would be without you Vatays?”
“Right then,” Cale said, “Rin, love, go dig out your old dragonscale armor. It should still fit you – you’re just as slender as when I met you. It’s time you slay dragons once again…”
“Mom used to be a dragonslayer?!” the kids cried out.
“Sure did!” Rintasha said. She and Cale returned to the house to change into their dusty old armor. When they returned, Cale was wearing his old scale-mail shirt, as well as a green cape that matched his pants (as his son was wearing his old cloak). Rin was again dressed in her signature dragonscales.
“Whoa! I didn’t know mom and dad could look so…” Blaze trailed off.
“Awesome?” Vivi suggested.
“Yeah!”
“See, I told you we’re tougher than we seem! And I’m pretty sure you two will be too. You’re already powerful for kids your age, and it runs in the blood,” Cale’anon said with a wink, “a young and brave adventurer I may no longer be, but a skilled warrior I remain.”
“Shall I get the horses, Cale?” Rin asked.
“Yes. But before we go… I have something for you, Blaze… I’m glad I got them when I did. I didn’t realize how soon you’d need them. Come to the house with me…”

***

The box creaked open, and Cale reached inside. He lifted a pair of gleaming swords out.
“I’ve taught you to use the sword. Now you have a pair of your very own… Use them well in combination with whatever magics your uncle is teaching you. You have potential to be a weapon of righteousness, Blaze. You have the potential to be one of the greatest warriors and heroes the world has ever known. You have the potential, son. Use your gifts, your skills, your knowledge, wisely. I can only hope that one day, you’ll outshine your mother and me, as a hero of Kethenecia like no other. Be strong and brave, Blaze.”
Normally, at such a speech, the boy would make some witty quip, but there was something about the situation, his father’s suddenly regal appearance and attitude, and the gift he was being given, that made him take this seriously. He nodded respectfully and bowed his head as he accepted the swords.





Blaze may try to act like Richard, but he definitely has his father in him...

Of course. "Uncle" Richard is only an outside influence on the boy. Inside though he is a Vatay through and through.

The Vatay blood.

Yup, exactly. On a side note, Cale was a little to excited to jump on this chance for adventure. I personally think he had been waiting for an excuse to go on another adventure.

No shit, sherlock. XD XD XD
Frankly, I think his body is aging faster than his mind. XD

Oh god. Take this in no offense but

1) Cale in his forties (barf)
2) Cale no longer denying his love for Rin and calling her " My Love" *runs screaming into the night*
3) I just thought about this. If Alex was in this story she'd be 34.... *barf*

and Blaze is adorable! I loved the joke about someone stealing Richard's spotlight Rofl!

Heh. Well, this story is enjoyable but for once I'm glad it's a oneshot.
I'll be glad to get back to Cale in his twenties, insisting he's not in love with Rin. XD
Though we will get to see some of the underlined text with Blaze. He takes after his father, what can I say? 0=)

And yes, Blaze is adorable. He's Cale's son. What do you expect? =3
Of course he's ridiculously cute.

I am still waiting to see what class you picked out for Morgana.

You'll see. *goes to writing*

Just wanted to let you know, there is a fight going on at this very moment in Artifact.

***

The family and their warlock friend set out that very night.
“How’d you and Mom meet anyway, Dad?” Blaze asked. He’d never been curious about it before, but now that he knew how they hadn’t always been boring, he wanted to know more about them.
“Well,” Cale began, “it’s a rather long story. You see, your mother was already dead when I first learned of her-“
“What?!” Violet interrupted.
“Let me finish! I found her journal and sword. Her soul was in her sword, and we started talking. Richard opened up a portal for me, Pella – a dwarf, you’ve not seen her since you were little – and Benny – surely you remember her from your thirteenth birthday, Blaze? – to Rin’s time, ten years before I learned of her. We were the reinforcements she needed to turn the tide of that battle! Together, the five of us fought against a small army of werewolf-like demons called Dark Ones, and returned to our own time.”
“To think that was a little over twenty years ago…”
“Seems like it was just yesterday I was saving you from the Dark Ones’ castle.”
“I will never forget that… And to me it seems like just yesterday I saved you from falling to your death off that dragon. You remember Uru?”
“How could I forget? Your expert flying of him saved my life!” Cale and Rin smiled at each other, remembering those early battles.
“Anyway,” Rin said, wrapping up the story, “we went on many adventures together until finally your father asked me to marry him. So I did, and we had you two.”
Blaze blinked in shock. “And I thought mushy stuff was boring… You guys fought wolfmen and flew on dragons and really cool stuff like that!”
“Oh, that was just our first adventure!” Cale said, “Don’t even get me started on the second. No good, rotten rogue…”
And so, as they rode toward the wyvern’s lair, Rin using her dusty dragon tracking skills to follow the beast, Cale told his kids the stories of his adventures with their mother, stories of drama, excitement, romance, betrayal; all of them worthy of legend.

Lawl! To me the highlight of this whole post was Cale's "No good, rotten rogue…" statement

Demotivater!

*picture of old rin and cale with a thought bubble back to their first adventure*

Memories
They're better the first time around.


and should Cale really dis someone who is dead? i thought you should respect them...especially Richard...

Hey! They're not OLD old... I mean, their hair is starting to lose its luster and their eyes look a bit more tired, but they're not OLD old....

And he's talking about RUKH. Cale would NEVER respect Rukh. He hates him too much.

*takes off hat and places it over her heart* I respect Rukh...I do.

Of course you do, you fangirl, you!

***

The moon was high in the night sky. Crickets chirped. Suddenly Violet looked to the sky. “Wait!”
“What is it, honey?” Rin asked.
Vivi’s eyes narrowed; her hand went to the silver dagger on her belt. With her other hand, she pointed to a bat in the sky.
“It’s just a bat, sis,” Blaze said.
“Hush you, that’s no ordinary bat! Look at its eyes! See how they glint red in the moonlight? That’s a vampire!”
Richard raised his hand and set the bat on fire. It plummeted from the sky.
“Anything can be solved with Fwoosh!” the two warlocks said in unison, Blaze backing his horse up to stand next to Richard’s, giving his uncle a high-five.
“Unfortunately not the case,” Violet said. The bat glowed red for a moment, and turned into a tall, pale purplish elf-like creature with withered bat wings. It had red eyes and straight, dry lips. It was female and was dressed in crimson robes, with a black gem at its throat. The robes were tattered and torn and hung loosely over the tight skin that turned black toward the ends of the fingers and ears. She held a purple, swirling, loosely spherical ball of energy in one hand, like some evil lamp. Her black hair floated around her head, tangled and ratty.
Violet gasped. “My gods! A lampade!” She whipped out the vial of holy water. “Get back, beast! There is no magic to be had here!”
“A what?” Cale asked, swords at the ready.
“Sheath your blades, Father! A weapon not of silver will do you no good!”
The lampade fixed her eyes on the warlocks. Richard, sensing the danger of this beast – it posed a threat even to him – stood protectively in front of Blaze. Cale stared in shock. Never had he expected Richard to stand in front of anyone to protect them, especially not the elf’s own son!
“Uncle Richard, be careful! Lampades suck the magic out of you, as well as your life if they feel like it!”
Blaze was petrified. The gaze of the lampade had him hypnotized. He was floating, lost in those terrifying red orbs. Suddenly there was a loud thwup! and the young warlock-in-training snapped out of his trance. The lampade let out a scream and tried to pull the silver dagger out of her chest. Violet was still in the position of one who had thrown a knife! The vampire-creature began to burn from the wound out. Finally, she turned to smoke a dissipated into the night.
“What the nine hells was that?!” Rin asked.
“Lampades. Vampire fae. Rare creatures. Haven’t seen one in a long time. They need magic as well as blood. That’s why it was targeting Richard and – more so – Blaze. Both of them could satisfy the hunger for magic.”
Blaze shuddered. Richard raised an eyebrow. A creature that was truly dangerous to him! Such a concept was alien and frightening to him. A being that could resist his fire and suck the magic right out of him… He made a mental note to avoid these Lampades at all costs.




Yes. I've done the unspeakable. I've given RICHARD a weakness... Fangirls/boys, feel free to fwoosh me now.

I have given Richard a weakness too. But it is a more...funny weakness...and that is all I shall say.

Thus it was thought thus it shall be!!!...written... *cough*

and is lampade spelled right cuz i'm thinking...lamp....shade... maybe a - would help...or maybe i should shut up...

Lampade is in no way related to the word lampshade.
It is a creature from greek mythology: an evil nymph that served Hecate, the Queen Titan of darkness.
I have heavily modified it of course, for my own story, but it keeps its greek name.

I'm sorry I'm tired...please forgive me...

There was dead silence for a minute before Cale suggested they set up camp for the night. Richard offered to keep the fire burning all night, and for once he took his job seriously. Because, for once, the things he was keeping at bay were actually capable of harming or even killing him.
Blaze lay awake for a while. His mind was awhirl. Camping like this… This had been what his parents had done on a normal day for them, twenty years ago… They were so much more awesome than he’d thought. He was proud of his parents for once. His thoughts wandered to the lampade. It had been terrifying, yet fascinating. The young warlock’s thoughts continued to wander, and he didn’t catch himself when he started thinking about Morgana. In his daydreaming, he didn’t realize he was giving her more than a passing thought for several minutes, and when he did realize it, he shrugged it off as worrying about a friend. Finally, thinking idly about her and imagining the rest of his journey in a style similar to his father’s stories, he closed his eyes, and drifted into dreams of slaying dragons, rescuing Morgana – and looking badass while doing so to boot! – and climbing along narrow ledges above lava with her in tow.



Short entry, but cute. X3

And thus the crush is realized.

Revealed yes, realized no. XD
Blaze is going to be even more in denial about Morgana than his father was about Rin. XD
Mostly because he's never been in love before! X3
And because he wants to maintain a reputation (whether the reputation he thinks he has exists or not, I dont' know, or care about). lols

Are you implying that Cale has?

Good point.
Considering the lack of good elves in the world...
Come to think of it, I think it's pretty safe to say that Rin was Cale's first love too...


But also, Blaze is 16...
Cale was in his early-mid twenties...

The maturity level (even though Cale's maturity level was below his age anyway!) difference is enough to justify the way Blaze acts.

You also gotta count the fact too that Cale was a hardened adventurer when he met Rin, this is Blaze's first true adventure. That also helps with mentalities as well surely.

Dragon, where are you? I want to read more...*puts on best begging face*