The Sisters of Elements

Chapter 8 - The Sacred Taking

After we killed Emelina, Belladonna became the new supreme because she was the closest relative. She was also very strong and we could actually trust her.

We didn't want to risk doing the Seven Wonders ritual, which is a ritual to determine the new supreme, but is very dangerous. 

It took us a while to gain back Belladonna's trust, which made sense because she was so close with Emelina. She finally stopped denying the fact that Emelina killed those girls, and forgave us.

All of us were taking a break from our weeks worth of training and drama. We were all sitting down in the living room in our pajamas. We had a bunch of blankets and for once, were acting normal girls. 

Stella skipped into the room with a bowl of popcorn and sat next to Isla. A big friendship was starting to form between them. The same went for Belladonna and Kyla. Ashley, being the oldest, became like a mother to Lavena. The mother she never had of course.

Zeina turned on the TV getting ready to put on the movie, but what we saw instead shocked us.

On the news were pictures of our faces with missing alerts. We all looked at each other in shock. Zeina turned up the volume and we all turned our attention to the TV. Our parents were being interviewed.

"We just want our babies to come home," our mom said with tears running down her face.

"Kyla, Isla, Lavena and Caitir," my dad began to speak. "We know you've run away, and we just want you to know, if you come home you wont be in any trouble."

The news switched to the weather as we all stayed silent. 

"I cannot believe him!" Kyla finally broke the silence. "No 'I love you' no 'I hope you're safe' just 'come home and I wont ground you.'"

"Yeah! And to top it off, no we wont be able to go out! They showed our damn faces on the news!" Isla added.

"I-I...I hate them." I said quietly but truthfully.

"What did mommy do?" Lavena asked.

"All my god damn life, dad has abused me with his horrible words, telling me I'm useless, telling all of us were useless!" I stood up. "Mom did nothing Lavena. She just stood by and watched. Even worse." 

"Okay, I don't want you guys to think I'm like Emelina when I say this but-" Belladonna started.

"We should kill them," I said covering Lavena's ears.

We all looked at each other and nodded.

"I...I don't know if I can do this," Isla said.

"Isla listen to me," Kyla said putting her arms on Isla's shoulders. "You drowned out Emelina's insides! You helped us kill her!"

"That was different I grew up with mom and dad!" 

"But they didn't love you," Kyla said quietly. A tear streamed down Isla's face as she finally realized the truth.

"And you didn't love them.  They didn't even raise you, Caitir did! We raised ourselves. Look where we are." Kyla paused gesturing around. "We came here on our own because we were being abused."

"You're right!" Isla said looking up and drying her tears. "I wasted my time with them. All my childhood memories are with you guys in our secret library! I hate them!" 

"We can start the ritual tomorrow...if you guys want," Belladonna said unsure of the situation.

"We're in."

None of us got much sleep that night, but the second Stella came in to wake us up, we were out of bed in no time.

We all got ready, ate breakfast and started preparing. We got all of our stuff ready, went downstairs and started the ritual.

"Okay, I didn't think the first ritual you guys learned would be to kill your parents but OK," Zeina said as we all sat in a circle. All of us but Lavena who was upstairs playing with her powers. Of course we weren't going to make her kill her parents at eight years old.

"This is called the Sacred Taking ritual. You guys have a picture of them right?" 

"Yup," Kyla said handing her a family picture of all of us.

"Good. Then we need the blood of three relatives, which are you guys," she said handing us a knife.

I flinched a little as I sliced my finger quickly, letting the blood drip onto the feather.

I handed it to Kyla who hesitated at first, but sliced her finger as well. Isla did the same.

Stella took the bloody feather and used it to smear the blood onto the picture, covering mom and dad's faces.

"Now we burn it and repeat this: penes potentia trium fratrum, hanc vitam suscipit." 

We practiced a little before I set fire to the picture. Kyla, Isla and I joined hands and said the chant until the picture burnt to ashes.

"I think we're all-" Stella was cut off by the sound of Lavena screaming from upstairs.