Luc:
"Luc Benson." Raign walked up to me with purpose. We stood in the entryway. Indra leaned against the stairwell railing.
"I want to formally welcome you to the coven. I think you'll be happy here." She said.
"Wait..." I said. "I don't remember ever joining a coven." Isn't that like a cult? No thanks.
"You did when Indra turned you." Raign explained.
I turned my head. Indra just nodded, silently telling me to just go with it.
"Uh..." I held out my hands, "thank you." God, awkward. Raign nodded happily.
Indra got off the railing and stepped closer to us.
"Lunch anyone?"
We moved to the kitchen and Raign and Indra started cooking.
Things were going well until Indra and Raign got into a spat over kitchen dominance.
"You're in my way." Raign complained. "Move let me cook for you."
"This kitchen is big enough for both of us. I'm doing the cooking."
Impatient, I wormed my way over to the counter and started slurping on a blood bag.
The two slowly turned and looked at me.
I put the bag down by my hip and began to walk out, "have fun you two."
I went up to my room.
"Strange." I said. The wall behind my bed was patched and repainted. Guess Indra had it done while I was asleep.
I put the sucked in blood bag on the nightstand and laid on the bed. I rolled onto my back.
Indra was hovering over me and grinning creepily.
"Hiya hot stuff." He said. I screamed and pushed him. He flew off the bed hit the floor. He then started laughing. I sat up.
"Are you okay?" Child psychopath.
"Of course!" Indra shot up and sat on the bed. What the hell is he wearing? He wore a dark suit made of some high-quality fabric. Strange. "Get up. We're going to Mother's home."
"Why?" I asked. "Is something the matter?"
"Quite the opposite sweetflower. We're going to a party." He said.
"Okay... What party involves a suit?"
"A fancy one." Indra stood up. "Come into my room. I'll give you a suit."
"None of your clothes fit me." I stated as I stood. Indra nodded.
"That's why there's a tailor in my room." He said. WTF.
I put my hands on my hips, "what's going on?"
Indra took my hand and pulled me along. "Come on. I'll explain while we're getting you fitted."
"There's no way a tailor can fit me for a suit and be done before the party." I said as we walked down the hallway.
"You're right." He said as he opened the door to his room.
A woman with a long ponytail and needles on her wrist stood at the foot of the bed with a step-box on the floor beside her. Indra let go of my hand and stood beside the woman.
"This is Helena." She wore an apron and closed in shoes.
"She'll take care of you." He went over to the closet and went inside. Big ass closet. Indra soon came out with a dark suit. "I think this will suit you perfectly."
