Hello! I just watched The Covenant for the first time the other day and when I was looking for some good Caleb fanfics I stumbled upon some Reid ones and actually really enjoyed them. Then after a strange dream I had, I started to write this down and walla! Another story :)

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it. I'm going to post the 2nd and 3rd chapter in another couple hours and I hope to have some reviews (hint, hint) ;) Oh and I don't own any of the covenant boys unfortunately.

Chapter One: Prologue

Why me? The famous words used in almost any situation, well as long as that situation was a negative one. You don't find someone who just won the lotto asking why me, now do you?

If I had a snappy catch phrase like superhero comics tend to have, these two simple words would be it. Of course, I never said it in a catchy way, no. In my head these words poured out of my mouth with an annoying whine, or almost a sigh sometimes, like I'm giving up.

Either way, I hated these words, mostly because I use them more than most. Especially now, while I'm on my way to my new school. My new private school.

I looked around the car I currently sat in. Black. Everything was black, from the paint to the interior. It wasn't uncommon for cars to be black, I know, but I liked to think that even if it was, this car would still be a black abyss on wheels.

I then looked over to my older brother, who sat next to me silently as he looked out the window. He radiated authority, and not the good kind. No, it was more like if he ever gained power of the world he would completely destroy it kind.

I gulped and turned my gaze to the window, knowing that I wasn't completely delusional. Even though I wish I was.

My family wasn't normal. Well at least my brother and father were never normal, my mom and I were pretty ordinary actually. Thinking about my mom, my heart sank and I felt a lump in my throat. It has been over 3 years since she, well passed away, but with these upcoming events I found myself missing her now more than ever. I looked down to my lap willing myself not to tear up, especially not in front of William.

"Mr. Rischer, we are almost there." The old voice of our driver spoke to us. Well, spoke to William at least; no one really addressed me when my father or brother were around. Not that I minded, I actually liked being invisible in their presence. To be frank, they scared the living day lights out of me.

"Okay." William spoke in a harsh serious tone, not that he was being rude, that was his usual voice.

I could feel his gaze on me and I decided to look back out the window so I couldn't even see him in my peripheral vision. My hands started to fiddle with the ends of my scarf that sat in my lap. My father hated when I fiddled with stuff, to him it was a sign of weakness. But I fiddled when I got nervous, it's how I cope.

"You remember what you must do?" My brother asked once more.

I stopped fiddling and glanced at him only to look at the seat in front of me. His cold stare was so freaky! I almost forgot to nod.

"There are four of them, all seniors. They shouldn't be hard to find." He continued.

I nodded once more, four guys in a whole school of kids, shouldn't be hard at all, I thought sarcastically.

William paused and I looked over to him, his jaw was clenched and he looked at me angrily like he just read my mind. I sat frozen; not even breathing as he looked at me, there was the very possibility that he did just read my mind.

Then he let out a grunt and rolled his eyes. He was clearly frustrated. This is where he differed from father; William couldn't keep his cool like father could.

"I don't know why father thinks you can do this. Even if you had the power, you wouldn't be able to use it correctly. Hell, you'd probably kill yourself!" He shook his head and looked out the window.

I just kept my head low as I looked away from him and to my lap again. I tried not to think about their powers, but I couldn't help it now and a shiver ran down my spine. If I wasn't so used to the feeling of being terrified in their presence I would have started actually shaking.

William snorted a laugh while he looked back at me, I couldn't help but return his gaze.

"Look at you Carson; you're almost trembling in my presence." His voice was filled with sick humor. "How are you supposed to confront the four sons of Ipswich?"

As the words sunk in I realized he was right. I mean I was scared to death of my own father and brother, now I was supposed to make friends with these complete strangers who happen to have the same unnatural power my family had.

Great, I was going to die a virgin, just great.

William sighed and looked away from me again. "Forget it. There's no point in backing out now, you're already enrolled and father has made it very clear what he wants. You got it?" He spoke threateningly to me. I didn't blame him though. Father scared William also, maybe not as much as he scared me, but he was a very powerful man who hasn't completely wasted all his magnificent powers yet.

"Yeah." I said weakly as I nodded and looked away once more.

"Mr. Rischer, were here."

I looked out the window as we pulled up to a very large school. I haven't been to a school in a while. Since my mom passed away my father took me out of my school and decided to homeschool me instead, I guess you could say I haven't had a social life in a while either.

As the car stopped I opened the door and stepped out looking up at the huge entrance. The building was made of stone and concrete giving it an old Victorian type of vibe, definitely looks like a school people with witch powers would go to.

"Get the bags." I heard William tell our driver as he made his way passed me and up the steps. He then stopped and turned to me, his black coat swinging behind him creepily. "What are you doing? Come on." He said angrily as he put on his sunglasses, he never let people see his eyes, it was one of the rules our father taught him.

I sighed and looked towards our driver taking my bags out of the trunk. I guess there are some perks to having to go through my father's plan. I finally get to move out of that creepy old mansion that should have been bulldozed a long time ago, and even better, I get to be away from my brother and father.

"Here I can carry one." I spoke as I grabbed one of my bigger bags and slung it over my shoulder. Looking back at the school I smiled slightly. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all?