Across The Sky
By: Siberian Spiral
(I own nothing of American Horror Story)
Genre: K
Chapter One – Teenage Crime
A year had flown by already? Had it really been that long? 'Time really has flown by.' Cordelia Goode thought to herself. It had truly been an interesting ride. Going from having a coven of a mere few to having a waiting list the size of Texas. However, Delia was more than thrilled at the progress the academy was making. The problem now was weaving those who wished to be witches and those who were truly witches. With the popularity of television shows and movies promoting witchcraft, Delia was coming across quite a few ladies who indeed, had no power at all. There were others who clearly embraced their power and knew how to at least demonstrate the power that they were gifted.
It was the start of the school year. Because of the size of Robichaux's Academy, it definitely couldn't hold the amount of girls who were accepted. So those who were not confirmed witches were put on a waiting list. Those who were checked and accepted, Delia made room for; with an option to not dorm at the academy that Delia called her own since birth. She hated to turn girls away but there was only so much Delia could do. There were four to six girls to each room depending on the size and between twenty bedrooms, most fitting six girls, there were almost 120 girls there at the school.
Nonetheless, so far things were going well for the girls. Delia's interviews had lessened since she came out in the open, confessing to the public about the academy and witchcraft. There were plenty of people who thought it was a hoax, many that believed it and were very threatened and afraid of the witches as well as wanting them to die and others who accepted it completely and saw no harm in the witches. Many just felt as long as they were safe with the witches around, then they could possibly live in harmony with each other. That was Delia's hope for the future.
Zoe and Queenie were doing extremely well. Kyle stayed at the academy as another butler as well as Zoe's boyfriend. Zoe was still working closely with Kyle and he was starting to really be able to do things on his own and his speech was better than ever. Queenie was enjoying bossing the newbies around and truly living up to her name. Of course she wanted to be Supreme but she had more than enough respect for Cordelia Goode that she vowed to never try and take that spot from the woman that took her in and gave her a safe haven.
Today was no different from the rest. Delia woke to the sound of her alarm going off. She rolled over in her bed, slamming her hand down on the high pitched alarm. She sighed pulled the blankets up over her head. She had stayed up a little too late the previous night and now regretted it greatly. She felt exhausted. Between preparing the girls for the new year, most of them returning from the last year, and making sure Queenie and Zoe were prepared as well, Delia had been exhausted lately.
Delia pushed her comforter off of her body and forced herself to sit up. She rubbed her face with her hands before running a hand through her hair and yawning. Delia looked out of the window to see the dreary sky outside. It was raining and quite gloomy. A sudden flash of lightening caused Delia to jump slightly.
Once she was out of bed, Delia readied herself for the day. First came breakfast. Every morning, Kyle made breakfast for 120 girls. He didn't sleep much so it was easy for him to be up, out of bed, ready to go and making breakfast quickly. Zoe was usually the first up after Kyle, following Delia and then Queenie.
"Good morning." Delia said as she waltzed into the kitchen.
Kyle and Zoe turned their heads. Kyle had his hands wrist-deep in what seemed like some sort of dough while Zoe was getting plates, cups and silverware ready to be sent out. "Morning, Delia." Kyle said with a smile.
"Is coffee ready?" Delia asked as she made her way toward the island where Zoe was getting the dishware together. Zoe nodded in response. "Oh thank god." Delia smiled.
"How did you sleep?" Zoe asked curiously.
"I slept okay. What about you two?" Delia took a long drink of the hot coffee. She learned being supreme, she really didn't burn her mouth on hot food. Perk of the power, she guessed.
"We slept good." Kyle responded. Zoe looked over at Kyle as he winked at her causing a deep shade of pink to make its way across Zoe's cheeks.
Delia chuckled softly. "Oh young love." She sighed. Delia decided to let Kyle and Zoe sleep in the same room seeing that they were both now over eighteen and clearly, they weren't going anywhere. "Whatever you do, please, don't grow out of that." Delia smirked.
Zoe looked up at Delia a little confused. "What do you mean?"
"Well other than the fact that my ex-husband was a witch hunter, there was a time when we were... well I was madly in love with him. As soon as that went away, our marriage went down the crap chute." Delia laughed.
Zoe frowned at Delia's words. She was obviously lonely and both she and Queenie could tell. They often thought about setting Delia up on a date or something but whenever they tried to keep it secret, Delia always found out somehow.
"Well we are very much in love." Kyle smiled as he pulled Zoe to him for a quick moment and kissing her temple causing Zoe to smile happily.
"Good." Delia smiled. "Now, onto business. Zoe, we have a big day ahead of us."
Delia wanted to mentor Zoe and Queenie so that if anything at all ever happened to her, one of them would be able to take over and if even, become the next supreme. She wanted to make sure the girls had a routine, a schedule and plenty of knowledge on how to run a school full of girls. That meant everything from rivalry between the students and even if a witch hunter were to attack. Plus, they had to know how to train other witches. Zoe and Queenie were well versed but it was Delia's duty to make sure they knew everything.
"So, what's on the agenda?" Zoe asked. She quickly straightened up and looked over at Delia.
"Get Queenie up and meet me in my office. We'll discuss the agenda for the day there." With that, Delia was gone.
Delia found her way up to her office and begun working away at the planner book in front of her on the desk. Throughout the time that she awaited for Queenie and Zoe, Delia could hear the stampede of girls coming from their rooms and trampling down the stairs toward the dinning room. It made Delia feel good to hear the loud roar of students in the halls. It made her feel like she had really accomplished something. What will feel even better was when she had witches who could go out into the world and say thanks to Cordelia Goode, they were able to live their life without fear of their gifts and who they were.
Finally after about an hour, Zoe and Queenie joined Delia in her office. Queenie was being her usual cheeky self and Zoe being her normal calm and yet ambitious self. Delia knew it was down to business.
"Alright, so after the girls eat breakfast, I'd like us to have a meeting in the foyer. I just want to go over the rules. As you both know most of the girls are returning from last year so of course they probably remember the rules but we want to make sure we refresh their memories." Delia started off.
"We will let them ask questions too. It doesn't matter how dumb or stupid they may sound, no smart remarks." Delia said, looking over at Queenie. Queenie rolled her eyes in response but nodded. "After the meeting, Queenie, I want you to take the second year girls into the ancestry room and introduce them to your Injury Transference. Talk to them a little bit about how you came to control it and use it and don't use it against the girls. Call Kyle in and use him as your trigger seeing that he will heal from it." Delia explained. "Afterwards I want you to talk to each of them about how to use your mind to control their powers over their feelings.
Delia looked over at Zoe. "Now Zoe, I want you to take some of the first years into the courtyard and show them some spells. Little spells, nothing big obviously. Seeing that you are the perfect candidate to introduce them to it, we want to make sure to explain to them that what we do isn't to harm or for self-gain but for the necessities for our lives. In the days of Salem it was for survival, now we are more just like a commodity. We need to be able to control what we are and what we do."
"Just one question. If we're doing this, what the hell you gonna be doing, Delia?" Queenie asked with a look of confusion on her face.
"I have to interview some new applicants. They requested boarding but we may not be able to give it. If we have to, we will figure something out but I have to go over these applicants by the end of the day." Delia said with a smile. "Now, lets go teach these girls how to be witches." Delia grinned.