Today is the day; the big meeting, the meeting that will make every other one seem, feeble. Cordelia announced to Queenie and I, her council, that sixty-four percent of the girls have stayed to fight, I don't blame the other girls for backing down, it's a life or death situation, but I know for a fact that they won't be future supremes. Cordelia said that her council needs to be on her side for this, and, that she has a little secret discussion that only her council can know about. Those who are willing to stay, are willing to do whatever it takes, to protect the Coven from the war, and, to avenge Ciri's death. As Cordelia stands before the remaining of her Coven, I begin to think about how things have changed, especially to the girls of the Coven themselves. I've heard the way they speak about Kyle's, state; some speak of him with sympathy, knowing that it isn't him, and others, they speak of him as a monster, and I won't accept that. He's not the monster, he's just the tool the monster is using, to kill, to end, to eventually "rule this world". The way Misty speaks is blasphemy, crazy, way beyond the formality of a stable mind, and she's dragging Kyle down with her, to the depths of her madness, it hurts to think about it. But I have to let that go for a few minutes, because Cordelia, has a few words to say to her fellow witches.

"My fellow girls, I speak today, proud. Those who have stayed have proven themselves to be guardians of the Coven, protectors, warriors of New Orleans, I'm so proud of you. Those who haven't stayed, are still apart of this Coven, I do not blame them for not fighting, it's a difficult choice, but I have a very important message for those with me today. Nobody in this room, is expendable, you aren't fighting to die, I will not let any of you die. If one of you are to fall, believe me when I say these two words; Vitalum Vitalis. Those of you who fall, will rise up once again, like nothing ever happened to you, nobody will die. None of you need to die for this war, for me, for the Coven, none of you will die for this. I commemorate everyone who sits in front of me today, as I am proud of all of you, you are all the future of this Coven, and maybe, the next Supreme sits in front of me today. All of you, practice your skills as you please, and you all have the next five days off, afterwards, we go to work."
"We are in this together," Queenie adds, standing tall and proud. "Always together."
Cordelia bows down at the girls, and the girls stand up and do the same. I watch as they dispatch from the room, some leaving the academy all together, others going to their rooms. That's when Cordelia catches my attention.

"Zoe, can you come here please?"
I slowly walk towards her, nervous as I hold the piece of paper in my hand. I shake at the anticipation, wondering how she'll react to my answer. Fuck it.
"Can I interrupt for a quick moment, Cordelia?" I ask.
"Sure thing, what's up?" Cordelia asks back, looking concerned.
"Yes."
"What?" Cordelia questions.
A pass her the papers she gave me the night before, clearly signed and clearly ready to be handed in.
"Yes, I want to be a part of your family."
Cordelia lunges into my arms, hugging me firm and tight, she seems happy, which is amazing to see. Queenie blushes at the sight, and Luna appears behind her, also smiling at the scene.
"That means we're sisters, Zoe," Luna smirks. "I signed it too."
"So did I, snowflake," Queenie adds, hugging me. "Just joking, Sis'."

Everyone seems perfect, I have a family again, one that I never expected to have, this really is perfection. Queenie is my big sister, and Luna, my baby sister, god, I love the thought already. But something, is still on my mind.
"Does that mean I'm a Foxx?" I ask.
"No, Cordelia says. "You're a Spencer, we know you are."
I blush at her words, how meaningful they are, how amazing they are. I'm a Benson, not a Spencer, at least not yet. I blush more at the thought of getting married to Kyle, but that just brings reality back in my head, the situation in, and the chances that he'll get out of that situation.
"You said, we had to talk?" Queenie says, cutting me from my thoughts.
"Yes, we did, all four of us; Luna is just about a part of the council, and plus, this was her idea, so we'll see it in play."
I follow Cordelia up the stairs of the Academy, not thinking about anything as we get closer and closer to the meeting room. Queenie is quiet, Luna is quiet, Cordelia is quiet, everyone is quiet. What is this about?

We enter her office, and everything is set out differently, two large objects appear to be covered in a large rag. What the hell is going on here?
"Everyone, sit down, except you Luna, you're going to help explain the plan."
We don't argue, Queenie and I sit down in designated seats, wondering what the fuck is going on, and why we're here. Something tells me this is going to be a little more than a simple meeting, this is important, really important. Cordelia grips the cloths, tearing from the objects to reveal what she's been hiding. The large wooden handle, the stiff polished blade, I know this weapon; The Axe-man's Axe. But it seems different, a lot different than what it used to be.
"Something seems different about this blade," I comment, starring at the blade itself. "It seems-"
"Enchanted?" Luna asks, smiling at me. "That's because it is; the blade has been enchanted, making it stronger and a lot sharper than what is was previously. We've even managed to give it a counteracting enhancement, slowly the wielder to block some of Misty Day's or Kyle's powers. We combined my magic, with our Supreme's, so it is a very powerful weapon now."
"And yet," Cordelia pauses, staring at the other, unknown blade. "It's power has nothing in comparison to the Roanoke Blade."

Cordelia picks up the blade, her eyes revealing that she's feeling power from it, extreme power.
"This blade, belongs to the first ever Supreme witch, she co-existed with the land of Roanoke, and she was somewhat, immortal," Cordelia explains. "Well, it's said that she still lives and uses her life to, help, spirits of the land. Although she was born centuries ago, she's the only Supreme to ever have seen a way to reach eternal life, and that may have been her personal ability. And now, we have her blade, and it is said that twenty percent of her power lies in this blade, and her power is pure, Misty Day's is not, therefore, the power in this blade is a lot more powerful then hers. The possibility is, this is the way we kill Misty Day and free Kyle of the corruption, like I said, a possibility, I don't even know what type of power the blade has in store."
A powerful weapon, that's exactly what we need, exactly what we have to use to cure Kyle. This could work, this could really work.
"So, you're saying," Queenie pauses. "We have two powerful weapons to use against our enemies?"
"Precisely," Cordelia adds. "You have Luna to thank, she does more studying than I did when I was her age."
"It's nothing," Luna says, blushing at her words.

"So, we have our weapons of choice, now what? When do we act?" I ask.
"Hopefully soon, we need to figure out where she is, and how we're going to a-"
"Cordelia," Luna gasps, interrupting our Supreme. "There's been a fire at the South-Orleans Hotel, accounts say two ghostly shadows fled from the flames."
"Ghostly shadows?" Queenie asks.
"It appears they're on the move again," Cordelia states.
"We have to act soon, then," Queenie adds.
My text tone goes off, and I take my phone straight out of my pocket, starring at the unexpected message. It's Kyle.

Zoe, I think it's time we have a chat.
Meet me at the Cafe at the South Bridge, bring only yourself... believe me when I say, I'm alone.

But you must hurry, we don't have much time left.