THE BEGINNING

A simple nod .. My name is Terezz, Terezz of the Darkshadows .. I am a "Seer, a Visionary" among other thing. I come from a long line of Witches/Warlocks .. We are a very close knit family .. Here's a few things Yyou might like to know, it may help Yyou to understand Us better ..


I come from a very large family, My Father Jarred de la Shadou was a Warlock in the darkest sense of the word .. He lived for the torture and torment of all life .. A long painful death through the use of the Black Arts was an insatiable craving ..

My Mother, Taraliece, rest Her soul in eternal darkness was the High Priestess of Her Coven .. She taught All of Us many things .. the use of psionics .. mind links between One Another, and how to control the thoughts of others with a mere subtle suggestion .. She was a very sweet Woman, maybe to sweet .. She aided Us in developing Our telekenetic powers and helped each One of Us to expand Our own unique talents ..Mine being able to see the future and to use the white hot aura that was always quite noticeable around Me when I am angered or sense danger close to My advantage .. showing Me how it could burn Oones skin clean to the bone or disintegrate whatever touched Me ..

Now for a bit more history .. Our Father was quite strict .. I guess with 15 or so children always under foot and only two old enough to accompany Him on the "prowl" .. Jarred and Armand .. poor Mother was never enough for Him .. He beat Her constantly and at the time, We wouldn't dare challenge His powers, after all We knew quite well what He was capable of .. One evening after We were all sent to bed .. We had to share Our beds with One Another since there were so many of Us .. We heard Mother screaming .. the words They used were those used by the Ancients .. We all knew what they meant .. Mother had cast a spell on Our Father .. He beat Her to within a fraction of Her life .. This wasn't uncommon, as We had tasted His wrath many times Ourselves .. So after the noise quieted We all met in Jarred's room .. He slept in a room in the north wing as did Armand .. We sat and planned Our Fathers death .. We waited well into the night .. first calling upon SATAN to guide Our hands and to stand by Us .. He looked upon Us favorably .. We tip toed in one at a time into Our Parents room, Mother was still unconscious .. next to Fathers side of the bed He kept His ritual dagger in a black velvet lined box .. Jarred quickly and quietly withdrew the dagger and being very brave called out to Our Father .. Startled, He awoke, but it was to late .. Jarred plunged the dagger deep into His heart .. His blood shot out spraying all of Us .. then One by One, the dagger was passed from Brother to Sister, Sister to Brother, when it was My turn I accidently sliced My finger and I turned immediately to look into the eyes of My twin, Lazarus .. His finger was bleeding in the exact spot Mine was .. We were always very close and shared all Our secrets along with Our bed .. as Our eyes locked, We knew forever more that We could feel and sense things about One Another more so then the Others ..

Finally after each of Us had embeded the dagger into the already dead body of Our Father .. Malaki carried the lifeless body of Our Father down into the dungeon where the Sabbath and Rituals took place .. The dungeons passages enterwined and laced beneath the house .. Dark secret tunnels that only the family would dare to travel alone .. Mother did not awaken for two days .. when She did, We lied, telling Her that Our Father had left the house several days before and had not returned .. I think .. no, I know She knew We were lying, but She never asked a single question more .. Word was whispered among the villagers as something like this might be and from that black day forward we Were known as the "Darkshadows" ..Soon Jarred realized how lonely She was and went to her at night to comfort Her .. Wasn't long after that, that the baby was born, another girl .. We asked no questions, She was just One more of the family .. But for some reason Jeremiah resented Her from the day of Her birth .. The same day as Our mothers death .. She was also carried down into the dungeon and buried in an unmarked grave ..

Little by little We eventuallly all went Our seperate ways .. I went south, losing physical contact with all My family .. After several years, I invisioned this place .. It seemed a warm and friendly Realm but I also sensed trouble .. plague, famine, desease .. I left immedediately and traveled to this new land wanting to help .. The first person I was to meet was this young girl called kemmie, she was very sweet, she was cleaning a library and i took to her right away .. I summoned My two Sisters and soon they also arrived .. We met up in a tower to talk about My visions .. We tried to warn people but no one listened, We were new and no one knew Us .. So, I went to the Castle, it was huge and buzzing with light laughter .. Soon it grew dark and all the inhabitants went to their homes .. I sent my astral body out in search of a place to stay .. while out of body, I was attacked .. My throat nearly ripped out, no One even tried to help .. so My natural course of action was to retaliate .. My wound healed over time .. and I went to the crypt of the Vampire Prince Aphrael Nefus and with a bolt of kenetic energy burned the entire place to the ground .. coffins and all .. Soon more and more of My family began arriving .. the Plague of Moloch the Destroyer struck just as predicted .. many, many people were bitten by the plague infected dungeon rats .. Almost everyOone caught it because they chose not to listen ..Now almost all of the family is here, We have returned to the #r-dchateau@soi(Mansion) that sits high on a mountain face in the Northern Regions .. Here, We can continue to practice Our Craft ..

I'm sure you will be seeing Us, We rarely travel alone .. We can be your friend or your foe that is all up to you or how We feel at the time ..

Yyou will be hearing from Us because We're here to stay ..

TEREZZ' LIFE CON'T



There always seemed to be something missing from Her life .. never being sure what it was until Her Brother Thaddeus returned to the folds .. tall, and thin, there was a definate physical likeness between Thad and Jarred .. but that is where it ended at least when I was concerned .. Even as children, Thad did His best to keep Me from harms way .. We played together, hid together, and watched together .. Although He has crossed over once again, in an attempt to draw Father away from the rest of Us .. to Me, He is always close ..

After a long period of being alone without Him .. Lazarus, My Twin came back not only to the Family .. but to Me .. He is different now .. even more so then before .. Laz also journeyed before Our twins Jacque and Tara were born, He knew they'd been conceived, yet He left, not looking back .. the ghostly cries one might hear coming from one of the chateau rooms is quite possibly the sibling of Our twins .. the child ripped by My own hand from My body in a state of anger, frustation, loss and retaliation .. The link between Us is still extremely strong, but We've gained more contol over the peculiarities each of Us have .. keeping death at bay .. at least for the time being ..

One last thing you should know .. I've awakened the dead once again .. and I'm not quite sure of how to send Them back .. as it seems, They have Their own agenda ..