Post by Kasch E. Beauregard on Jan 4, 2017 3:10:30 GMT -5
The call had come in and Kasyn needed to react. Acting as head of the department for the moment while Avona was out on her own mission, he needed to take this case. There was a death in a small town on the outskirts of Arnhem. The Netherlands were usually quiet when it came to dark magic. Quite peaceful actually and it had caught him off guard. Unlike normal calls, this one was urgent and there wasn't currently in house to take the case. So off he went in a snap. Landing in a darkened alley behind a restaurant he was unfamiliar with.
Kasyn was top tier auror material. He prided himself on following the laws as best as he could, but even he couldn't agree with the way things were being handled. The grip the ministry had on the magical community for Europe was too tight. The ship was sinking and he had to fight for their rights. For his three lovely children who had recently lost their mother. They deserved a future without limits. They deserved the world. They were the reason he worked as hard as he did to ensure that whatever they wished to do in their future they could achieve. Kasyn Werner was not about to let the ministry take that away from them.
That was why Kaspar, Klaudia and Kurtis were at Beauregard Academy. The values that Kasch held, as well as the expectation for the staff, they were identical for what he believed. It certainly did cost a little more for the three of his kids to go there, but it was the only place that he felt safe sending them.
Arnhem was wet and freezing. Kasyn kept his head down as he made his way toward the last known location of this wizard who was the child killer. As much as he didn't want to believe it, he needed to at least check it out. Once he arrived at the coordinates he glanced around. Nothing. There wasn't a single thing in sight, until he stood frozen still in his place. Seeing the body of a boy hanging from a tree. It was still fresh. As the wind moved eerily through the hollow he couldn't tear his eyes away as it swayed. Instantly all of his horrors were brought together in one. Kurtis. Why was it Kurtis?
Quickly his thoughts were jumbled. "IS THIS SOME SORT CRUEL JOKE?!" Kasyn's words ripped through the trees as if the world was about to burn. Knuckles white as he gripped the handle of his wand. His eyes scanned the area around him as he moved to his child. His youngest son. The boy he knew had problems, but he was always there. Kasyn made sure that if any one of them needed something in any way or form, he was available. But here Kurtis was. His body cold and lifeless, young. So pure. "Please, Gods, don't let this be real. Please." Reaching up he carefully reached up to cut the rope holding his child up, the body falling into his arms as the heaviest sobs echoed to the very core of the world. There was no grief that could compare to that of losing a child. The death of his wife didn't even hold a flame to the agony he had felt while he cradled his boy to his chest.
Eyes blinded by tears he stood there cradling the body. The cold creeping up through his gear, the mud slathered over his knees as he wailed. Not caring in that moment if he died or lived, because there was nothing worth living for. Kaspar and Klaudia would be devastated, but they would understand. In that moment Kasyn couldn't hear the sound of footsteps creeping up on him as he clutched Kurtis to his chest harder still. There was no knowing how many people surrounded him. And in a flash of green, there was peace.
[September 27th]
Kasch rubbed his hand over his face as he looked up at the dark haired Auror before him. "What do you want me to tell them Ms. Ivanovich? You want me to tell them that their last living relative is gone? That their father passed away cradling the body of Kurtis, who I am sure is sleeping in his dorm at the moment."
"Kasch, you know them better than I do. You've worked with the three of them since each of their fifth years. You know how they'll react. I don't. They have no family, no where to turn and no one they can trust in." Ava was pleading with him to tell them. "The longer you wait Kasch, the more pain they will feel. Just let them know he died for them. His death will not be taken lightly as he was one of the Aurors I trusted with my entire life. You know that I do not give that away freely. There are few people that have that honor. Kasyn Werner was one of them. After his wife passed away, his passion caught fire. Kept him busy, focused. He harnessed that grief and turned it around for the good. I will not give up on his children. As I see it now, they are mine. I refuse to let them be seperated after all they have been through. So please. Do me the honor and let them know they are not alone. The faceless are here for them as Kasyn was one of our strongest allies. His lifes work will not go unnoticed."
"But Avona..." Kasch looked to the woman standing in the center of his office. His eyes wet with tears as he watched her. "Please... please investigate this. Whoever did this knew Kasyn personally. Knew how to get at him. They knew so much about him that they used Kurtis as bait. They knew that that boy had always been his favorite, from the very beginning. Avona. You have to investigate this. I am begging you." That most definitely wasn't a lie, but it seemed that his words had little affect on her, or so he thought. Quickly the woman apparated from his office. Now that he was alone the tears feel freely and he found himself crying into his hands. Kasyn was his best friend, the two of them inseparable at the hip through their school years. They even attended the same university for sometime while Kasyn waited for his acceptance letter into the Auror Academy.
A few hours had passed and Kasch began to see the sun rise through his office window. Three individual letters sit on his desk, each of them blank, and just as he turned three separate owls landed. Kasch nodded to each as he turned back to the window, hands gripping the ledge as he fought back the tears again. Not a single idea came to mind. How the hell did you tell children that their father passed. That he was killed in the line of duty.
And so he waited for Klaudia, Kaspar and Kurtis to arrive.
Kasyn was top tier auror material. He prided himself on following the laws as best as he could, but even he couldn't agree with the way things were being handled. The grip the ministry had on the magical community for Europe was too tight. The ship was sinking and he had to fight for their rights. For his three lovely children who had recently lost their mother. They deserved a future without limits. They deserved the world. They were the reason he worked as hard as he did to ensure that whatever they wished to do in their future they could achieve. Kasyn Werner was not about to let the ministry take that away from them.
That was why Kaspar, Klaudia and Kurtis were at Beauregard Academy. The values that Kasch held, as well as the expectation for the staff, they were identical for what he believed. It certainly did cost a little more for the three of his kids to go there, but it was the only place that he felt safe sending them.
Arnhem was wet and freezing. Kasyn kept his head down as he made his way toward the last known location of this wizard who was the child killer. As much as he didn't want to believe it, he needed to at least check it out. Once he arrived at the coordinates he glanced around. Nothing. There wasn't a single thing in sight, until he stood frozen still in his place. Seeing the body of a boy hanging from a tree. It was still fresh. As the wind moved eerily through the hollow he couldn't tear his eyes away as it swayed. Instantly all of his horrors were brought together in one. Kurtis. Why was it Kurtis?
Quickly his thoughts were jumbled. "IS THIS SOME SORT CRUEL JOKE?!" Kasyn's words ripped through the trees as if the world was about to burn. Knuckles white as he gripped the handle of his wand. His eyes scanned the area around him as he moved to his child. His youngest son. The boy he knew had problems, but he was always there. Kasyn made sure that if any one of them needed something in any way or form, he was available. But here Kurtis was. His body cold and lifeless, young. So pure. "Please, Gods, don't let this be real. Please." Reaching up he carefully reached up to cut the rope holding his child up, the body falling into his arms as the heaviest sobs echoed to the very core of the world. There was no grief that could compare to that of losing a child. The death of his wife didn't even hold a flame to the agony he had felt while he cradled his boy to his chest.
Eyes blinded by tears he stood there cradling the body. The cold creeping up through his gear, the mud slathered over his knees as he wailed. Not caring in that moment if he died or lived, because there was nothing worth living for. Kaspar and Klaudia would be devastated, but they would understand. In that moment Kasyn couldn't hear the sound of footsteps creeping up on him as he clutched Kurtis to his chest harder still. There was no knowing how many people surrounded him. And in a flash of green, there was peace.
[September 27th]
Kasch rubbed his hand over his face as he looked up at the dark haired Auror before him. "What do you want me to tell them Ms. Ivanovich? You want me to tell them that their last living relative is gone? That their father passed away cradling the body of Kurtis, who I am sure is sleeping in his dorm at the moment."
"Kasch, you know them better than I do. You've worked with the three of them since each of their fifth years. You know how they'll react. I don't. They have no family, no where to turn and no one they can trust in." Ava was pleading with him to tell them. "The longer you wait Kasch, the more pain they will feel. Just let them know he died for them. His death will not be taken lightly as he was one of the Aurors I trusted with my entire life. You know that I do not give that away freely. There are few people that have that honor. Kasyn Werner was one of them. After his wife passed away, his passion caught fire. Kept him busy, focused. He harnessed that grief and turned it around for the good. I will not give up on his children. As I see it now, they are mine. I refuse to let them be seperated after all they have been through. So please. Do me the honor and let them know they are not alone. The faceless are here for them as Kasyn was one of our strongest allies. His lifes work will not go unnoticed."
"But Avona..." Kasch looked to the woman standing in the center of his office. His eyes wet with tears as he watched her. "Please... please investigate this. Whoever did this knew Kasyn personally. Knew how to get at him. They knew so much about him that they used Kurtis as bait. They knew that that boy had always been his favorite, from the very beginning. Avona. You have to investigate this. I am begging you." That most definitely wasn't a lie, but it seemed that his words had little affect on her, or so he thought. Quickly the woman apparated from his office. Now that he was alone the tears feel freely and he found himself crying into his hands. Kasyn was his best friend, the two of them inseparable at the hip through their school years. They even attended the same university for sometime while Kasyn waited for his acceptance letter into the Auror Academy.
A few hours had passed and Kasch began to see the sun rise through his office window. Three individual letters sit on his desk, each of them blank, and just as he turned three separate owls landed. Kasch nodded to each as he turned back to the window, hands gripping the ledge as he fought back the tears again. Not a single idea came to mind. How the hell did you tell children that their father passed. That he was killed in the line of duty.
And so he waited for Klaudia, Kaspar and Kurtis to arrive.
