Three Witches In A New World

Prologue

Word Count: 1704

Fairwell, Connecticut

Spring, 2015

There was a loud knock on the door of the centuries old Victorian home, as a flaming red haired woman stood, and called out to her sisters. "Sadie, Alexandra! Why can't one of you answer the door?!" the woman shouted at them. "We'll you're not busy right now, Maddie, why don't you answer the door?" one of the sisters shouted back. The Van Buren Sisters, Madison, Alexandria and Sadie, all grew up in Connecticut for many decades. The three of them are immortal because they are witches, as they came from a long line of witches, which goes as far back as their great-great-great-grandmother, Olivia Van Buren, whom had been one of the witches from Salem that had been slain. Their parents, Narvel and Jeanine Van Buren, also died as the two had been accused of witch craft four years ago, and they were killed by a group of activists, and to do this day, the Van Buren Sisters still mourned for the loss, as it left Madison, the oldest of the Van Buren sisters to raise Sadie and Alexandra.

And so it was Madison whom ended up having to answer the door, after she heard several more knocks, that now went to banging. "Alright, alright! I'll be right there!!" shouted Madison, as she went to answer the door. When she opened the door, she saw a very angry older woman with short grey hair and glasses. Shit, not Mrs. Warrenstiene. What in the hell does she want? thought Madison angrily. "What do you want now, Mrs. Warrensteine? Please don't tell me it's your cat again!" said Madison in exasperation. "No! I'm here to give you one final warning, Miss Van Buren! I keep hearing loud noise over here, and I've reminded you several times to stop, and you refuse to listen! And if you don't keep it down, the next time I'll report you to the authorities!" snapped the older woman. "Listen Mrs. Warrensteine! None of us were making any noise! If you just clean out your ears every once in a while, you could be a much better person! Now if you don't mind, I have breakfast to make, and I have to get ready for work! Good day!" snapped Madison, sharply and she slammed the door in Mrs. Warrensteine's face.

"I have you know, that I will get you arrest for this!! Mark my words!! Witches do not belong here!!" shouted the woman, and she stormed off. "Bitch!" grumbled Madison, as she walked back into the kitchen. Fifteen minutes later, Madison's sisters Sadie and Alexandra entered the kitchen. "What was all that about? Was that Mrs. Warrensteine?!" asked Sadie, sharply. "Yes, it's that old crone from across the street. She's complaining about us again about making noise, which we were not making noise! I wish I could just turn her into a wild animal!" snapped Madison angrily. "Madison, turning someone into an animal is not going to solve the problem. Yes, we are not liked by many, but we might as well get used to it." said Alexandra. "That is so typical of you, Alex! You're such a pessimist!" grumbled Madison. "Look, Madison, we should care not what others think of us. At least we all have jobs, and have a life, and a few friends. We should not allow others to ruin things for us." said Sadie.

"Thank you, Sadie, for your kind words! I must get going! I can imagine my customers are wondering where I am right about now!" said Madison, as she quickly grabbed her purse and car keys, and she left the house. Madison not only owned a book store and herbal shop, but she worked there as well. Not long after Madison left, Sadie went to her job, working as a hairstylist in a beauty salon, which left Alexandra at home alone, whom wasn't working. Yes, she had tried to find work, but she had a difficult time doing so, and so she decided to pop in a movie to watch, to pass up time. Hours later, there was a knock on the front door, and Alexandra went to answer it. It was their landlord, Mr. Haymend, and he handed over to her a piece of paper. "What in the hell is this?!" snapped Alexandra. "I really hate to be the one to do this to you kind ladies, but I may have to evict you. You have thirty days to find a place to move." said the landlord.