The Witchdoctor's Son

Chapter 3

Chapter 3- The Coven

"If the white witches are correct...the boy must die,". Amelie Ann Dauphine from the French Quarter coven states.

Salazar pushes his head back. His skin was pale and his hair this thick brown. His white robes remained spectacularly polished representing the pure white of his coven. And that's when he sees the Purple witches. His rivals.

There were several leaders of the Purple Covens here. Master Koli Ugi of the West Africans Coven was also there dressed in her purple with a necklace of bones dangling on her naked chest, titties exposed to the world as she clings onto her purple patterned African print. The Purple Witches of the were growing some of the most powerful covens in history so they felt like they had the audacity to speak even over the Headmistress. They were almost as powerful as the Black witches now and soon they'd be challenging the White witches for power and influence. No one was concerned about the red witches. Angelica Atwood was just a figurehead. He'd felt sorry for her. Angelica Atwood had been the Headmistress of the witch tower for quite some time and had little to no respect.

"If we kill him, we kill a member of the Moreen," Angelica responds, "That can't happen. Perhaps the premonition was a mistake..."

Salazar shakes his head, "My coven saw it as well. The Salem coven doesn't make mistakes."

They'd been in the room for hours talking about this boy, Gene Bah. He was more trouble then he was worth.

"Every coven makes mistakes," Loriana Bluebeard responds from one of the black witch covens. Her aura was full of complicated energy.

"Not ours..." Brothers responds.

People didn't understand what the coven was. Not like Salazar Brothers of the famous line of White Witch Doctors. They were born out of Salem and many times they were called that. The Salem coven.

A coven was a family. More family then your own bloodlines. Several magical families nearby would get together and they would form a new generation of a coven. The active coven pertained to the representatives of the coven who performed the most magic. Of course, people got old. Of course, the drastic spells that you did when you were young didn't work the same as you got old. But you were still a part of the coven. You were still part of the family. That's what made them strong. That's what he was teaching his the up and coming coven. The new ones who managed to win every single time.

Angelica remains strong, "We can't kill him. He is a part of my coven. He has every right to be here."

Salazar gets up. Angelica's time was coming undone. It was time someone replaced her. Time someone took up the mantle.

Salazar shakes his head, "Angelica this premonition is serious. He could be a threat to the witch race. He could be a threat to Eden."

"Not him," a voice interrupts.

The door had opened in the room. Someone had walked in.

Salazar recognized her. Kitty Kat Bah. A seductress from the house of Bah and the Moreen Coven. She wasn't respected by any of the covens. This was a room that had the great leaders of our time but Kitty Kat, the only remaining member of the Bah family was known more for her sexual rendezvous then for her magic.

"What are YOU doing here?" Angelica asks the person, "This is a meeting for leaders..."

Kitty Kat has the nerve to speak causing some issues amongst the leaders, "I know that the prophecy isn't about Gene. Genesis had a daughter. Gene's twin sister. He never mentioned her."