Asylum

"It's the Asylum. They send those they deem crazy here. Most of us are normal. They're keeping us in here for eating disorders, homosexuality, nymphomania; of course some people are actually bat shit crazy. Imagining they're witches, that they have power. It's a nice mix. We're like the misfits. Those people that no one likes, all grouped together in one little home. We're family."

The large walls were lined with coats of white paint. Each cell, stacked side by side, had barely any space left between them, and the lining of the bars left just about enough space for them to lean over and talk to each other. It was a cozy little place, even if it was an asylum. They all had friends there, all had connections. The head nun, Sue Sylvester, though sometimes rough, still treated them well. The innocent councillor, Emma Pilsbury, constantly keep them in order, often with little to no punishment. And of course there was the super sweet priest who treated them very well, William Schuester.

"Who are you? Not sure I've seen you around here before." Rachel Berry turned around to follow the direction of the voice. She saw a tall boy, shoulders slightly slumped and a slight dorky smile on his face.

"I'm not new, you do know that right?" Rachel smiled brightly, though slightly disappointed that she hadn't made a name for herself yet.

"No… But I am. It's my second day here. I'm sorry." He bowed to her, and she giggled slightly. He offered a hand out to her and she took it. He led her down the corridor, down the stairs and into the common room.

"My names Finn, by the way. Finn Hudson."

"I'm Rachel Berry. I'm going to be a star, when I get out of this place, of course. I'll be the greatest witch in the history of the witches. The Next Supreme, after the infamous Shelby Corcoran. She ran away from the coven, left us all."

Finn furrowed his eyebrows. This girl seemed like a nut case, but he liked it. In a weird kind of way. She was beautiful, with bangs and long brunette hair. Her nose, though it stuck out slightly, still fit perfectly with her thin face. They clearly kept her in here for a reason.

"What is a Supreme?" Finn asked, curious as to what she would say.

"A witch who has mastered the seven wonders, seven different abilities that prove your worth. They are powers so dangerous they push the boundaries. Master those seven, and you're the Supreme."

Several other people in the common room looked up to stare at the new boy. He was tall, he knew that, but it seemed he was the tallest of the bunch, and by quite a lot. Even taller than the blonde nun in the back corner. Putting his hands into his jeans pocket, he watched as a Latina girl walked over to him.

"Who is this? Your little toy, Berry?" The girl with olive skin spoke with a slightly raspy voice. "Stay away from him. I sense something a little weird about him. A little off." She grinned slightly, and Finn felt his head start to hurt. "I suggest, that you leave our little group alone." She turned away, and the ache in his head went away.

"I'm so sorry about that. She's Santana. I would have done something to help, but, well I had to let you know that everything I said before was true. There are witches. We're real. We're powerful. I've taken a liking to you, so I won't harm you. But stay away from Santana. And Quinn. And Brittany. They won't think twice about ending you." She ended with a cute little shrug. "See you around." She disappeared from her previous spot, nowhere to be found.