Personal Information
Full name: Anton Oriol-VonAlias(es): Anton
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Pansexual
Species: Cougar
Appearance
Hair Color: Brown
Eyes Color: Brown
Height: 6'5"
Most familiars don't know how they came to be. They have their theories, but nothing concrete. Not Anton, through. He knows how he gained the abilities that is normally associated with a familiar. The only thing he doesn't know is how the other familiars came to be. Was it in a similar manner or a completely different way? This is because most of the familiars came to be before his birth. He was born a normal cougar. There was nothing extraordinary about him. No magic powers. No abilities to speak as the two legged creatures did. Nothing of that sort. He was just your regular cougar. He was born to a litter of three, and they were the best of friends. They got into many mischief together. Their might have even encouraged them to leave their den to explore the world beyond. She certainly encouraged them to hone their hunting skills. It didn't matter how far their wandered they believed that their mother would always swoop in and save them if need be. There was nothing that could stop her.
They found out how wrong they had been. Hunters came into their territory. Two legged creatures whom killed for the thrill rather than necessity. Their mother had warned them about them, and when they appeared close to their den she told them to hide. She had hoped that even if they took her life that her cubs might survive. This plan might have worked if it wasn't for the instincts of these hunters. Something told them that their mother was protecting cubs. Perhaps, they had watched their den before their attack or perhaps they figured that the adult cougar only stood and face them because she had something to protect. Either way, once they were done with Anton's mother they moved into the den for him and his siblings. After a little search, they were discovered. He didn't want to die. Neither did his siblings. They all made a break for it. Hoping to confuse the hunters enough that they might make it. It was for not. The hunters struck them. Pain pulsed through their body, but it was not a killing blow.
The hunters were taking great pleasure out of hurting them, but not killing. The three of them pushed their way towards freedom, but the hunters were there to wound them. Each step became harder until they could no longer move. They were going to die. There was no denying it. The hunters made no attempt to end their agony. Instead, they stood there and watch them take each painful breath until they couldn't even do that. Anton watched his siblings perish before him, and he waited to follow suit but fate had something else in mind for him. His savior arrived. She was the high priestess of darkness and oh was she pissed. He had thought his mother had been a force to be reckon with, but she had nothing upon this two legged creature that now stood between him and the hunters. He did not know what she said to them. It did not matter. For even before she spoke, the hunters had started to cower. They begged and plead. One even pissed his pants, but nothing they did or said would spare them for her wrath.
Once she was done with them she turned towards Anton. He thought she was going to kill him too--not out of cruelty but mercy. He even welcomed the idea, but instead she scooped him up, cradling him against her chest and took him back to the Von's estate where she hoped he could be nursed back to health. Those at the estate told her that there was no hope for him. He was good as gone. The best thing they could do was end his suffering. Anton didn't need to know their language to know this was what they said. It was written upon their faces and body language. However, his savior did not agree. She refused to give-up without a fight, and the others decided to humor her. Yet, try as they might it appeared that they were right--the only thing they were doing was prolonging his suffering.
When the end finally came, it was not death or one of his agents that stood before him, but instead darkness himself. Darkness asked if he wanted to die. Some part of him wanted to say yes. He thought about his mother and brother and sister. He wanted to see them again. He wanted to play with his siblings and nuzzle against the warmth of his mother. Yet, a bigger part of him wanted to live. It wasn't all for his sake either. It was for her sake---the one whom saved him. He felt connected to her. Before, he could tell himself that it was because she had saved him and he wanted to show his gratitude for that action by getting better the darkness spoke and told him that their connection went beyond that of the savior and the saved. Some of her powers had went into Anton when she had rescued him. It was only a tiny amount, but it still connected him to his savoir in a manner he had never been before.
With the right push this seed of power could grow. It would spread through every inch of his body and soul. It would change him drastically if allowed to spread. It would connect him further to darkness' high priestess. He would become an extension of her. He would be her familiar. He would, also, be connected to the darkness for that is where these powers come from. He can't say for certain how he would be changed, but he did explain some of the abilities that familiar had besides the power they might inherit from those they share a connection with. He didn't have to take this path. He could die and this tiny bit of power inside of him would just disappear as if it had never been there. He would be connected to her no more than anyone else. The darkness than asked again if he wanted to die. This time the answer came pouring out of him before he had time to process the question, and it was no, he didn't want to die.
Did he say yes based solely on the fact he didn't want to die or did the seed of power inside of him somehow impact his decision? Whom knew. The only thing he knew was once he said he wished to live that the darkness poured his own power into him. It was only a small amount---enough to cause that small seed of power he had gotten from the one that saved Anton to start growing. Once that was done, the darkness was gone, leaving Anton alone to recover. The growing power inside of him was what healed him and within no time he was running around. His savoir was overjoyed. He wasted no time informing her that he was her familiar. He transformed right in front of her. Understandable she had been a little confused, she hadn't thought his family had been a familiar one. He explained to her what had happened--how he came about to being her familiar.
Their relationship as familiar and witch begun. She helped him learn how to use his power, and the two of them became--not surprising for the bond the shared--incredibly close. They often were found together, and life was good. However, as everyone knows nothing last forever. Another witch decided that she was more worthy of the position of high priestess, and set out to make it so. She was clever. She managed to separate Anton from his witch by sealing him within the void long enough to cast her spell upon his witch. The spell was meant to steal the powers granted to the former high priestess by darkness and give it to the one whom had cast the spell. Things, however, did not go the way that this witch intend. The spell ended up casting Anton's witch into the between and where she landed no one knew. Did she get trapped with the between or did she end up upon another world? The only thing that was known for certain was she was not dead nor had her connection to the darkness been severed.
As for the one whom cast the spell did end up sending some of the darkness' powers back to her, but she did not gain possession of it in the manner that she had hoped. Instead this power consumed her utterly. Anton wanted to go out and find his witch, but the darkness stopped him. He told Anton that she will eventually find her way back to them. It might take her time, but she had to do it herself. She was within a place they cannot reach her. Anton did not like this, but he accepted the darkness' words. The only thing lift to do was wait, and wait he did. The years drifted by. He made many friends, got married and had children. Life was good. Yet, that ache of being separated from his witch never left him. Than one day she appeared. He was overjoyed and wanted nothing more than to go to her, but he knew he couldn't just yet. She was not ready. She was unaware of her connection to this world.
Much to Anton's joy, it did not take her long to realize her connection and he want to her when the time was right to tell her that he was her familiar. He knows that their relationship will not be as it once was. People change--especially when they have been reborn and from what he understands she had been reborn several times, but there was no doubt within his mind that they will become as close as they had been before her disappearance. More than that, he knows she might need help understanding what being darkness' high priestess entails as well gaining a better understand of her abilities. He didn't know how much training she had and as such if she fully grasp all her powers. If she haven't, Anton planned on teaching her in the same manner that she taught him when he first became her familiar.
Anton didn't have long with his witch before she was taken again--killed along with her beautiful daughter. But, unlike before he didn't have to wait long before she returned and like before she didn't remember. Some told him that he should go to her--that her lost of memories is more like amnesia than what one might expect from someone whom had been reborn and that she tended to remember people and her connection with them when she spends time with them. He wasn't certain at first. What if they were wrong? And than he realized he didn't care. She was his witch. It didn't matter if she ever remember him. They could start anew. They had once and they could again as many times as was necessary. He was her familiar. He will stand by her side no matter what thrown at them even if it is something like lost memories
They found out how wrong they had been. Hunters came into their territory. Two legged creatures whom killed for the thrill rather than necessity. Their mother had warned them about them, and when they appeared close to their den she told them to hide. She had hoped that even if they took her life that her cubs might survive. This plan might have worked if it wasn't for the instincts of these hunters. Something told them that their mother was protecting cubs. Perhaps, they had watched their den before their attack or perhaps they figured that the adult cougar only stood and face them because she had something to protect. Either way, once they were done with Anton's mother they moved into the den for him and his siblings. After a little search, they were discovered. He didn't want to die. Neither did his siblings. They all made a break for it. Hoping to confuse the hunters enough that they might make it. It was for not. The hunters struck them. Pain pulsed through their body, but it was not a killing blow.
The hunters were taking great pleasure out of hurting them, but not killing. The three of them pushed their way towards freedom, but the hunters were there to wound them. Each step became harder until they could no longer move. They were going to die. There was no denying it. The hunters made no attempt to end their agony. Instead, they stood there and watch them take each painful breath until they couldn't even do that. Anton watched his siblings perish before him, and he waited to follow suit but fate had something else in mind for him. His savior arrived. She was the high priestess of darkness and oh was she pissed. He had thought his mother had been a force to be reckon with, but she had nothing upon this two legged creature that now stood between him and the hunters. He did not know what she said to them. It did not matter. For even before she spoke, the hunters had started to cower. They begged and plead. One even pissed his pants, but nothing they did or said would spare them for her wrath.Once she was done with them she turned towards Anton. He thought she was going to kill him too--not out of cruelty but mercy. He even welcomed the idea, but instead she scooped him up, cradling him against her chest and took him back to the Von's estate where she hoped he could be nursed back to health. Those at the estate told her that there was no hope for him. He was good as gone. The best thing they could do was end his suffering. Anton didn't need to know their language to know this was what they said. It was written upon their faces and body language. However, his savior did not agree. She refused to give-up without a fight, and the others decided to humor her. Yet, try as they might it appeared that they were right--the only thing they were doing was prolonging his suffering.
When the end finally came, it was not death or one of his agents that stood before him, but instead darkness himself. Darkness asked if he wanted to die. Some part of him wanted to say yes. He thought about his mother and brother and sister. He wanted to see them again. He wanted to play with his siblings and nuzzle against the warmth of his mother. Yet, a bigger part of him wanted to live. It wasn't all for his sake either. It was for her sake---the one whom saved him. He felt connected to her. Before, he could tell himself that it was because she had saved him and he wanted to show his gratitude for that action by getting better the darkness spoke and told him that their connection went beyond that of the savior and the saved. Some of her powers had went into Anton when she had rescued him. It was only a tiny amount, but it still connected him to his savoir in a manner he had never been before.With the right push this seed of power could grow. It would spread through every inch of his body and soul. It would change him drastically if allowed to spread. It would connect him further to darkness' high priestess. He would become an extension of her. He would be her familiar. He would, also, be connected to the darkness for that is where these powers come from. He can't say for certain how he would be changed, but he did explain some of the abilities that familiar had besides the power they might inherit from those they share a connection with. He didn't have to take this path. He could die and this tiny bit of power inside of him would just disappear as if it had never been there. He would be connected to her no more than anyone else. The darkness than asked again if he wanted to die. This time the answer came pouring out of him before he had time to process the question, and it was no, he didn't want to die.
Did he say yes based solely on the fact he didn't want to die or did the seed of power inside of him somehow impact his decision? Whom knew. The only thing he knew was once he said he wished to live that the darkness poured his own power into him. It was only a small amount---enough to cause that small seed of power he had gotten from the one that saved Anton to start growing. Once that was done, the darkness was gone, leaving Anton alone to recover. The growing power inside of him was what healed him and within no time he was running around. His savoir was overjoyed. He wasted no time informing her that he was her familiar. He transformed right in front of her. Understandable she had been a little confused, she hadn't thought his family had been a familiar one. He explained to her what had happened--how he came about to being her familiar.Their relationship as familiar and witch begun. She helped him learn how to use his power, and the two of them became--not surprising for the bond the shared--incredibly close. They often were found together, and life was good. However, as everyone knows nothing last forever. Another witch decided that she was more worthy of the position of high priestess, and set out to make it so. She was clever. She managed to separate Anton from his witch by sealing him within the void long enough to cast her spell upon his witch. The spell was meant to steal the powers granted to the former high priestess by darkness and give it to the one whom had cast the spell. Things, however, did not go the way that this witch intend. The spell ended up casting Anton's witch into the between and where she landed no one knew. Did she get trapped with the between or did she end up upon another world? The only thing that was known for certain was she was not dead nor had her connection to the darkness been severed.
As for the one whom cast the spell did end up sending some of the darkness' powers back to her, but she did not gain possession of it in the manner that she had hoped. Instead this power consumed her utterly. Anton wanted to go out and find his witch, but the darkness stopped him. He told Anton that she will eventually find her way back to them. It might take her time, but she had to do it herself. She was within a place they cannot reach her. Anton did not like this, but he accepted the darkness' words. The only thing lift to do was wait, and wait he did. The years drifted by. He made many friends, got married and had children. Life was good. Yet, that ache of being separated from his witch never left him. Than one day she appeared. He was overjoyed and wanted nothing more than to go to her, but he knew he couldn't just yet. She was not ready. She was unaware of her connection to this world.Much to Anton's joy, it did not take her long to realize her connection and he want to her when the time was right to tell her that he was her familiar. He knows that their relationship will not be as it once was. People change--especially when they have been reborn and from what he understands she had been reborn several times, but there was no doubt within his mind that they will become as close as they had been before her disappearance. More than that, he knows she might need help understanding what being darkness' high priestess entails as well gaining a better understand of her abilities. He didn't know how much training she had and as such if she fully grasp all her powers. If she haven't, Anton planned on teaching her in the same manner that she taught him when he first became her familiar.
Anton didn't have long with his witch before she was taken again--killed along with her beautiful daughter. But, unlike before he didn't have to wait long before she returned and like before she didn't remember. Some told him that he should go to her--that her lost of memories is more like amnesia than what one might expect from someone whom had been reborn and that she tended to remember people and her connection with them when she spends time with them. He wasn't certain at first. What if they were wrong? And than he realized he didn't care. She was his witch. It didn't matter if she ever remember him. They could start anew. They had once and they could again as many times as was necessary. He was her familiar. He will stand by her side no matter what thrown at them even if it is something like lost memories
