Coven| The New Generation

Chapter Two: The Witches.

As the train travelled, I did my research on this academy. There wasn't much, just a few articles on the founding and the recent attacks. There was also an article on the death of Fiona Goode, that woman that spoke about my grandmother. Her daughter Cordelia Goode took over as head of the academy. Or as Head Witch- the supreme. I didn't know what to make of that title. I couldn't tell how important it was or how you earned that name. Was it given to someone hereditarily? I wasn't sure. But what I was sure of was that I am about to meet the supreme. And hopefully she likes me.

When the train came to a stop, I unplugged my phone and stuffed my headphones into my pocket. I got off the train and looked for my driver. Sure enough, there was a man standing there with a sign that said my name. I walked up to him.

"Hi. I'm Delilah Williams," I said.

"Oh hello there. Let me just..." He began, pulling a picture out of his pocket. He nodded and put it back in. "Sorry, she gave me a picture of you so I could tell if it's really you," he explained.

"Oh that's okay. I understand," I said with a smile.

We got my luggage out of the train and put it into the... limo?

"I didn't realize this was so fancy," I said with a laugh.

"Well you are very important. This academy really needs you," He said.

We got into the limo and he started driving.

"I'm Terry Starr by the way," he said.

"It's very nice to meet you. Are you related to Wendy?" I asked.

"She's my wife of fifteen years," he said, showing the ring on his finger.

"Aww! That's so sweet," I said.

"Thank you. And normally she'd be riding along with us today, but she has been very busy travelling around the country looking for more girls. She heard about you through the newspaper and knew you were a witch. She was so excited about you," he explained.

I smiled. "I didn't realize how badly this coven was suffering," I said.

"Yes. Unfortunately all those girls have gone home. They didn't want to risk it. But some stayed. And actually a new girl just joined just a few days ago. I'm sure you will get along with them quite well. They're very nice girls," He said.

"I hope so," I responded.

We pulled up to the house. My mouth opened in surprise. It was a huge house. The house was painted white and had a black gate surrounding it. There was a keypad at the entrance of the gate with letters. Terry got my bags out of the car and brought them up to the gate. He took a piece of paper out of his pocket and examined it. He showed it to me. It was a piece of paper that wrote Chocolate Pancakes. I looked at him in confusion.

"The password to the gate. They had to chose something random so that nobody could guess it," He explained.

"Oh," I said and watched as he entered the password. The gate unlocked and we walked in. He placed my bags on the top step and turned to look at me.

"Good luck at your new home, Delilah. I hope all is well for you," He said.

"You too," I said and hugged him.

I pulled away from him after a few seconds and looked at the house. "Is the supreme nice?" I asked. No answer.

I turned around and saw that he wasn't there. The limo was gone. I looked all around, but Terry had disappeared just as Wendy had at the train station. I left my bags and reached out for the door knob. I hesitated for a moment and then turned the knob. I pushed the door open slowly. I stepped inside and looked around. The house was absolutely beautiful. It was nicely furnished and had beautiful paintings of women I obviously didn't recognize. There was a fire going in what seemed like the living room. The quietness of the house was frightening. But Terry wouldn't have dropped me off knowing that they weren't home, would he?