-Coventry, England 1761-
It was a dark and windy night is the little village of Coventry. There were few people in this village but that was because the Cromwell clan, a group of very powerful warlocks, had driven everyone out. The only people who remained now was the Cathors, witches of less power than the Cromwell, and that was only because the Cromwell leader's wife Melinda was pregnant and since they were hated she needed protection, giving theCathors nine months to plan for the Cromwell demise.
For nine months the Cathors planned, and trained. Everything had gone as planned but now as Isabeau, leader of the Cathors Covens daughter, looked over the edge of the cliff she was frightened. She understood what her coven wanted her to do, but she didn't understand why she had to do it. Her other sisters Isabel, and Juliet, could do it, but no her father had chosen her and she could not disappoint him. She looked over the edge of the cliff again and back to the forest were the Cromwell's were running through setting everything on fire as they past. Isabeau looked down the cliff one last time, a plunged into the deep waters of the ocean.
