Flame walked into the house, having signalled to Craven and Fawne to stay outside for a while, so she could sort everything out with the sire, Grand Sentinus. She walked through the halls calmly, not knowing how he would react to her bringing new recruits to the base but hoping he would be pleased. She reached a solid oak door, the same one as she had walked through the last time she saw Grand and knocked on it loudly. Would he reply?

The door was opened by the Grand's house-elf (cue Zephyr) revealing a room fit for a God - pristine, embroided with gold and diamond, a high black ivory throne in the centre where the Grand, a God in his realm sat wanting to be worshiped.

He looked at Flame as a creator looked on his children. The Grand had gone beyond anything man had ever accomplished. He had become preternatural in every sense of the world - perfection, or almost. The Elderwand sat in his hand, his scepter of power.

He waited for her to kneel at his feet.

The door swung open to reveal the elaborately decorated room which belonged to the Grand, the sire, the father- whatever you wished to call him along the lines of father. It seemed to have, if possible, become even more grand then the last time she had seen it. She stood at the door for a second, grey eyes taking in the room, before walking across the room and kneeling before the Grand.

Head was bowed so that no direct eye contact was established, though eyes kept wandering to the elder wand in the man's hand. It was so powerful, it seemed to call to her in some way. She wanted it and yet she knew she would never have it- she could not fight the grand.

"Sire," her voice was not filled with the cold hatred it usually was but was rather blank and unemotional. "I have brought new members for our family, should you admit them."

He placed a hand on her head. "You have done well Flame and have bettered yourself within my Family. I, your Godly Father will mark your body as a sign of honour."

He stood and the earth seemed to move as he did so, as if his every movement had consequence and power over nature. "But first, bring me the new siblings, they must be awarded a sash and meet me, their Master."

He remained standing but did not allow Flame to do so, once you knelt in the room of the grand you could never stand again. She would have to crawl from the room.

It was obvious to Flame that she had once again impressed the Grand. Last time it had been because she had mere information but this time? This time she had brought new life to join the ranks of the ever-growing family. The grand stood and Flame was about to but found herself incapable. Frown set across he features and she bit her lip to prevent herself from saying something stupid. Instead she nodded and, as she could not stand, ended up crawling from the room.

Once out of the room Flame stood and shook her head, black locks falling back into place. Only after she had done this did she turn and head back down the corridor she had walked to get into the room and out of the doors of the house to see the two new family members.

"Craven, Fawne- you may not enter." she told them, turning back to the door, entering it and then stopped waiting for them to follow.

Fawne had been stood outside of 'The Family's House' for a while now, she was beginning to grow cold and was wondering whether Flame had done wrong in bringing them here. By them she was referring to herself and her step brother Craven. Both willing to join the family.

However all qualms settled as Flame reappeared from the doors of the house. Her wistful eyes showed no sign of nervousness as she followed the Slytherin girls instructions and dreamily drifted after her to the inside of the house.



Craven had been waiting with his step sister also and the wait had not done anything to calm his nerves like it seemed to have calmed Fawne's. Her tired to appear his outwardly cold self, as always, but his mismatched eyes showed him up greatly. Even his swagger seemed slightly off.

He grinned sheepishly at Flame. This was what he wanted, he wanted to be part of the family, why was he so damn nervous? He supposed it was because he didn't know what to expect. With a deep breath he followed his sister into the house muttering something that sounded suspiciously like.

"Here we go"

Flame gave a single, courteious nod in the direction of Fawne, the step-sister of Craven. Craven was more Flame's type, to be honest, for he was Slytherin and seemed to her a little more sane. He was nervous when she returned, which she had expected and she gave him a small smile in return to his own.

Having done this Flame walked once again the grand corridor, leading to an even grander room. Flame paused at the door and turned to the pair. "Now remember what I told you- respect him." she warned, before once again turning away from them and, this time, re-entering the room. She ahd, of course, told them to stand outside the room.

She knelt before the powerful wizard, bowing her head to avoid eye contact once again. "Father, may I introduce to you Craven Blackwood and his step-sister, Fawne."

"They shall be naked before me for the first time. Remove their clothes and bring them inside. For they are babes of the Family and shall be treated so. They will grow only with kind deeds to me." He waited for the people Flame had brought, he sensed them beyond the threshold - waiting to be brain washed into loving him and obeying his every command.

Flame rose her head a little but still did not give eye contact. "Of course, father." she told the man who she served. She waited there for a second, trying to figure out how she would persuade the two outside to do as they were told, before turning and once again crawling out of the room.

Flame looked at Craven and Fawne, offering them a small smile. "Before entering you are required to remove your clothes as you are new to the family and it is policy." she told them, staring at Craven. "Do it, or there is no way you'll be accepted into the family."

Fawne started ahead as Flame walked into the room, hoping to get a glimpse. She waited patiently for Flame to return. Without having to wait long Flame returned and offered the pair a small smile. Fawne had figured from this smile that she wasn't going to like the next set of instructions. Although mildly surprised when told she would have to remove her clothes she was mildly relived too, she had expected something much worse. Her voice didn't even display any outrage.

"Oh alright then"

Fawne reached her hands behind her and began to undo the buttons of her dress after kicking her shoes off. She had reached the last button before she turned around and posed a question towards Flame.

"Could you undo the button please? I can't reach"



Craven stood there with his jaw open. He really didn't want to be naked. And seeing his sister naked was definitely never on his list of things to do. So when he saw Fawne kick off her shoes and begin to undress he sharply turned the opposite way. Before asking in a rather quite voice.

"Do we really have to?"

Fawne did not seem phased by the fact they had to remove their clothes. Craven, on the other hand, was a different story. Then again, Flame had not expected much less- it was a bit of a shocking thing to be told.

Flame offered Craven a sympathetic smile before nodding. "As I said, it's policy. And the sire's orders." The first sentence was as sympathetic as her smile but the second was there to remind Craven where he was, what he was doing.

Fawne finally found her voice and asked Flame to undo her button. She was slightly taken back by this and her face showed it, but eventually undid the button for the Gryffindor. Flame turned to Craven. "Well?"

Craven grimaced and looked at Flame's eyes. So it wasn't some sick joke after all. Obviously the family had rules too. He scowled visibly before pulling off his t-shirt. He seemed to be muttering something about 'bloody women' as he removed his shoes and trousers. Opting to keep his boxers until the very last moment.



Fawne after having her button undone removed her dress and the rest of her clothing before draping her long hair forward over her shoulders in some form of modesty. Her arms wrapped shyly around her middle. She seemed to be stood to the side of Flame as if this would protect her from view.



Craven realised that it as obviously time to meet the Grand, and so he begrudingly removed the last of his clothing and stood the opposite side of Flame to his sister his hands covering any sense of modesty he had left, hoping someone would cast an oblivate on him later so he wouldn't remember this.

((I have permission to powerplay Fawne/Craven walking in when Flame does))

Flame smiled as it seemed Craven finally got the message and began to remove his clothing, though he obviously did not like the idea as it took him a long time to strip himself of his boxers. "Nice." she giggled. They were finally ready.

She opened the door to the room and strode in, her recruits at either side, before she knelt before the sire and the others followed. Her head once again bowed. "Father, this is Craven Blackwood and his step-sister, Fawne Sugarmoon."

The Grand Sentinus stood and beamed at them, he dedicted they were blood siblings immediatley. "You must forget yourselves as siblings of nature. You are siblings of the Family now. There are no inhibitions here, we are free people experiancing a better way of life. Do not be embarrased - you will soon forget, many Children of the Family are naked. And that is the way Merlin, my father intended."

His voice was sing song - it lulled them into obedience. He then rose his wand and an orange sach appeared before them both. He walked up to each one and kissed their foreheads. "You shall honour, worship and obey my every command, I am your Father, Master and Grand. I am the Sentinus of Merlin the Wise. The only one to bear the true burden of freedom for you all."

Most of what he said was poetic gibberish, the content did not matter it was his sweet voice that pickled the air.

Fawne had knelt down immediately after she had seen Flame do so. After all she wanted to be polite. It hadn't taken long for Fawne to get lost in the Sire's words. Although her own voice was melodic in quality his was deeply so and she found it utter entrancing.

Her eyes snapped to attention as she spotted the orange sash in front of her. So this was it, a member of the family now. She waited for the grand to finish his speech before she gingerly reached out towards the sash, she wasn't quite sure if she was allowed to. Nor was she sure if she was allowed to speak but even so she allowed her soft voice to speak and her misty eyes to glance upwards though not directly at the Grand.

"Thank you Sire for your burden...I am delighted to obey..."



Craven had also knelt rather sharply. Eager to please as he took to heart the inhibitions speech. He decided he would follow the Grand's word, he was party of a Family now, this one more complex than bonds of blood. Although he did not speak he nodded his head in compliance with the grands words and kept his eyes strictly lowered. He too wasn't sure if he should reach for the sash and so he waited patiently for either Fawne to take her sash first or for the grand to say so.

"Dress yourselves in the sash of glory - the only clothing you shall ever need while serving at my feet." He smiled at his new followers, they would be useful. He then turned to Flame, she had done well.

"Now remove all of your clothing. I shall cut markings into your skin - a sign of honour, valour and superiority above all my other children."

He kept the others kneeling using a spell from his wand. "Watch this my children, for one day you may hold this honour."

The Grand, her father within the family, focused on Craven and Fawne for the most part, for it was for they that Flame had come. Flame had no other reason to be here and was glad to watch the pair introduced in the family she was so proud to be part of.

Something about Grand had made her join. As soon as she had seen him she had deemed his cause her own. Her loss to Kiley had been a one off but Flame was in training now- if they ever came face to face again Flame would not loose.

Then it was her turn- his attentions turned upon her and Flame knew what he wanted her to do before the words were even spoken. She still bore the marks on her upper back and shoulders from the pairs last meeting and it was with pride that she prepared to once again be marked.

The spell which prevented her from standing lifted and she stood to remove her clothes item by item without a hint of embarassment. Then she stood before her father, head bowed, and prepared for what was about to happen.

OOC: Don't read if you are faint hearted lol.

The Grand circled her smiling at the marks that he had made before, he traced his hands over them feeling the grooves in the skin. Then, strangely, the Grand knelt down at the back of her and pressed his wand on her lower back. Then, he began to draw - strange yet beautiful symbols all across her buttocks, thighs and calves he even made light markings on her ankles. Soon the entire back of Flames figure was covered in bloody, brilliant markings. He placed his tongue on her left thigh and began to lick every mark he had made, cleaning the dripping blood away, he traced over her buttocks and up her back and then stopped on her neck where he bit. He closed his mouth and walked around to the front of her. He gulped and swallowed all the blood he had collected.

"Bare them with pride. Your Master is pleased with your work."

He sat down on his throne once more. A mighty demon that had christened his servant.



OOC: Godding there but it was for speed and to keep the pace going. If its too much tell me and I'll edit.

ooc: I'm cool with it

ic: Flame was odd in many ways, that was clear. Where many would have flinched as the cuts were made Flame seemed to wallow in the pain, enjoy it. With each new start a sigh of pleasure escaped her and she felt no shame. There was no embarassment for her where the others had been shy to stand naked. She felt more natural this way, free and unstoppable. There was nothing to hold her back from being her true self. The self which had been hidden for so long, she wasn't even scared of Harshing anymore- he had no power over her anymore. She was free.

Cutting stopped and was replaced by the sensation of a tongue scraping across the skin. Still she did not seem bothered, seemed to enjoy it where most would have shied away. He came to a pause at her neck where he bit and she tilted her head in the opposite direction to give a clearer path to do so and then he walked around her to face her. She avoided his eyes, though something burned within her to stare straight into them. "Thankyou father." she said, proceeding to kneel beside her friends.

He smiled slightly then turned to the new comers. He looked stern, wise and handsome all at the same time. Like and angel he delivered his message:

"One day you could be in Finn's place, with the marks of the Family. Marks are bought only through loyalty, through payment and tribute to me. Flame has brought me new members and she was rewarded. You shall now be given a task and Flame will oversee you."


He paused and took a chalice and drank from it. "THere is a teacher at your school by the name of Milo Scone. You shall watch him and who he is friendly with. Attend all his lessons and note anything unusual or heretical against us."

His eyes fell on Flame again. "You shall be the master of these two siblings. They will report to you and you shall report to me."

"If you two fail," he said, "Then you shall fear the wroth of Sentinus." The room burst into Darkness and behind his throne were twisted black skeletons, some still with decaying flesh clinging to their bones. Suddenly, the Grand was no longer angelic, his skin was flame red, his eyes feirce black. In an instant everything changed back.

"Be gone."

Flame watched and listened to everything the Grand said and was somewhat shocked by the change- she had never seen him like this before. Maybe it passed across her features, but she couldn't tell and when everything was over she turned and started to crawl from the room, clothes gripped in her right hand. Half way she turned and looked at the others. "Come on then." she told them before sending the Grand a very certain, seductive look while managing not to give ete contact.

"Come here tonight," he said finally to Flame before leaving into his sleeping quarters through a door at the back of the room. He had personal plans for Flame, whether she liked it or not. THe Grand would have his wicked way with her and she would enjoy every minute of her Master's rampage.

Fawne felt physically ill at the sight of blood and her skin tone dropped several notches form fair to white. She had closed her silver eyes tightly as Flame was cut. Since under a spell she had been able to flee like she would in a normal circumstances. She supposed she would have to get used to this, after all things were changing rapidly for the girl that lived in her own little world.

When the Grand was finished she listened carefully top her task taking great note, if that was a reward she wanted nothing to do with the punishments. She grabbed the sash in her left hand and quickly scurried after Flame, she need not be told twice, if it were possible to crawl any faster she would have done.



Craven was not as impartial to blood as his sister and had watched his new master with close attention as he rewarded Flame. It was clear that Craven was more suited to the Family lifestyle that Fawne. His sash was already clasped tightly in his hands as the Grand told them there task, he nodded submissivly in totally agreeing before beginning to crawl away as soon as he told them to be gone. The skeletons had been a rather nice touch if not a little scary. He wouldn't be crossing the grand anytime soon.

The grand ordered her that night and she smirked. "Of course, father." she replied, sending a single wink in his direction before crawling towards the door.

Once out of the door Flame was quickly on her feet and leaning against the wall, waiting for the pair. She wanted to know their reactions to what had just happened. Her right hand fiddled with a single strand of black hair and eyes looked bored. Come on... she found herself thinking.

Fawne was first out of the door and although she looked rather more pale and her arms were still wrapped around herself protectively but she at least seemed to take the inhibitions thing to heart; as she walked slowly to her pile of clothes and began to redress without a worry in the world. As she got around to re-buttoning the grey summer dress she turned to flame.

"That was...different from what my life's usually like..."



Craven crawled through the door last. though still averting his eyes form his sisters form he wasn't to bothered by his own state of undress. In fact he took marginally longer to dress that his sister. And when she spoke he had only just chucked his trouser back on.

"True...The Grand is a clever leader. We have even been given a task. We are Family now."

He suddenly realised he would have to tell his parents he had joined the Family. And somehow he did not think mother would approve. Though father would ecstatic.

Once the other two were out Flame finally decided to get dressed again. She did, however, take her time over it. Nothing was rushed. By the time she was once again dressed she looked as perfect as if nothing had happened.

"Different is good, Fawne- don't forget that. Your life will be different from now on." she smirked, turning to Craven. "Yes, brother- you are part of the family ad you have been given a task. Be wise and perform well so to impress. yes?"

Fawne still looked slightly ill and her appearance was not helped by the fact only so many of the buttons of her dress were button making it seem rather baggy instead of form fitting. She nodded her grey eyes, though whilst her skin looked paler her eyes still held no change, her emotions were definitely not displayed by her eyes.

"I think i will need a little time to readjust. But you are correct difference is good"



Craven was pulling his shirt over his head as Flame spoke, he mumbled a reply before pulling his shirt fully over his form and bending down to tie his shoes.

"Be wise i shall. The Grand is a powerful man and we have no intentions of disappointing him...Have we Fawne?"

The question seemed posed as more of a question as to her current state. as in 'are you alright' but it was also posed at the simple question it was. She merely just nodded her head in agreement still hugging her arms around herself.

Flame smield at the pair, turned and left the house. She had preperation to do for her potions lesson the next day though, as she walked off, her mind could not help but wander what she would be doing that night.