Whitestone Coven

Chapter Three

Year; 1599
The Marilyn Johnston Case
This time, a coven Supreme.
Marilyn Johnston was admitted to a coven at the age of 17 staying in that coven until age 63 when her powers were stripped from her and given to the next Supreme. Marilyn had been given the title of Whitestone coven Supreme at age 26 in 1599. When she lost one of her own friends from the coven, Rebecca Blackwell, it had affected her a lot. She had not been Supreme yet but once named supreme she vowed to never let another young witch die in such a horrible way. That did not work very well.

Year; 2015 modern era
Now you and your friends were not just the average doodlers. You all had individual type of drawing talent.
Erin is amazing at drawing cartoons and anything like that. She actually animates a cartoon on a local TV station for side money.
Grace Lee is a beautiful human realism artist. Grace Lees parents own a card making business in town and let Grace Lee set up her own little corner selling human Realism pieces.
And Gracie is the best Nature/Animal realism artist you know. Gracie does not like to sell her work as she is actually using her artwork to get a college scholarship with it.
And you, you have a skill some would consider outstanding, and others boring but you, you are a graffiti artist. Your room is decked out with your name everywhere. Theres stone letters with little chips coming out, letters that have black ooze seeping out of them and even letters melting under the sun coming from your window.
You had all won many awards for your art. Trophies, ribbons and a lot of cash prizes. And Gracie and Grace Lee were both going to a 4 year college with a art scholarship. And Erin was planning to keep in the animation business after high school.
And you, you don't really know what your going to do after high school. You'll think of something.

So when Gracie had dropped her sketch pad in the middle of the street you knew you need to do something. Without thinking, you run out in the middle of the street as fast as your legs could go. All your friends turn around as they know you are going to get crunched. So your now in the middle of the street bending down to grab her notebook, When you stand up to see a semi truck only 2 feet away from you. To close to brake. The truck wouldn't stop in time. And you knew it. So you prepared. You threw the notebook over to Gracie, not that it would matter. You put up your right hand in the air as if that's going to stop a semi truck from hitting you. You look over at your friends one last time to see them looking back at you.
You wait.
You hear nothing.
Are you dead?
No.
"Hey guys what's happening?"
You ask over at your friends.
Wait. Why'd you yell? No cars are moving.
No cars are moving?
No cars are moving.
You look at your right hand. It's still facing the semi truck.
"(Your name) your stopping the cars. "
Grace Lee says to you.
"Every single one is stopped."
Gracie says staring at the semi truck.
"Walk over here"
Erin commands you.
So you walk through the stopped traffic.
When you arrive on the grass you friends stare at you in bewilderment.
"Take your hand down. "
Gracie tells you.
Your right hand is still up in the air.
You take it down.
Everything fires up again.
All the cars keep on driving. 
The semi truck is long gone from where you were standing by now.
You would be crushed to the ground.
"Put your hand back up. "
Erin asks you.
So you do it.
Right hand is back up in the air again.
The cars stop.
All of them.
Again.
"What in the world. "
Grace Lee states.
The three of them are staring into your eyes again.
When you hear a plop.
Erin fainted.