Part 3:
Bonnie drifted in and out of consciousness for a couple of hours.
She could hear what was going on around her but she could never
manage to pry open her eyes or even move.
"I can not believe you kidnapped her! Why?" she heard a voice
demand the first time.
"Said you wanted to see her as soon as possible. That it was
urgent so we brought her here," a male voice replied.
"It's not safe to have her running around. We need to know how
she has powers, Diana," another voice grated out.
"We didn't need you to knock her out. And Laurel, I'm ashamed of
you. You gave her a sleeping potion..." the first said. Then
Bonnie was out again. Over the next hour she caught fragments of
her captors conversation.
"...she's not the only one?"
"We had better hope she is. It has to be a...."
"...when will she wake up?"
"Soon I think. Do you think anyone will be looking for..."
"Hey! I think she's waking up," someone yelped as Bonnie stirred.
Bonnie opened her eyes and looked around the room disorientated.
She was lying on a bed in what looked like a motel room. Then she
realized with a start she was at the boarding house. But how had
she....
"Who are you!" she demanded to a room with about 9 people.
"We need to ask you some questions," a beautiful girl about 17 or
18 said in a calm voice. She had hair like woven sunlight and
moonlight.
"What," Bonnie snapped irately.
"How can you use the powers?" she asked. She appeared to be the
leader of the group. "Go get the others," she said over her
shoulder to someone lounging against the door. Bonnie recognized
him as the first boy who had followed her.
"How should I know. I'm a witch that could be why. Who are you
people?" Bonnie asked.
"Well, we're the New Salem witches. We had thought we were the
last generation of witches, but apparently we were wrong," a girl
said coming into the room. Behind her followed a handsome boy
with various shades if red in his hair.
A minute later another girl swaggered in. She had a mane of
pitch-black hair that swayed as she walked. Her milky skin seemed
to glow with confidence.
"We are sorry about how you arrived here," she continued with a
glare in the direction of two boys grouped together. They
muttered sullen apologies. "We want to know how you came around.
Some one out of one of the original circles must have married out
or disappeared or something."
Bonnie tried not to be rude, really she did, but she couldn't
help bursting out with laughter.
"Sorry, but you honestly believe you're the only witches. Besides
me that is."
"What's wrong with thinking that?" the girl with black hair
demanded angrily.
"There are tons of witches. And more then just humans and
witches, there are lots of races." Then she went on to explain
about the night World and its rules.
"That's... wow," one said when she was finished. Then Bonnie
realized she still didn't know any of their names. She mentioned
so and one named Cassie Blake introduced everyone.
Diana Meade, the blond, Faye Chamberlain, who had the mane of
black hair, and herself, were the co-leaders. Adam, the red head,
was Cassie's soulmate. Then there was Doug and Chris Henderson,
Suzan Whittier, Laurel Quincey, Melanie Glaser, Deborah and Nick
Armstrong and last but not least Sean Dulany.
"Would you like a ride home?" Diana asked.
"Yes. Oh...what time is it? They might be getting worried at
home," Bonnie gasped. She had forgotten completely about her
family. If she hadn't been there long they were probably hadn't
missed her yet.
"You've been here a couple of hours now," Diana said crushing any
hope Bonnie had of getting home with out returning to upset
parents. She was 18 and all but her parents still thought of her
as their darling baby girl. As much as she loved them she was
glad she was going on vacation.
Diana drove her in a blue Acura Integra. Cassie was in the back
with Adam leaning over the front seat as they talked.
"What are you doing down here? You said you lived in
Massachusetts, right? You're a long way from home," Bonnie asked.
"Well," Adam started. "We're looking for some... tools that will
help us use more power then we would ordinarily. And we're almost
positive we'll find what we're looking for here."
"Or near here," Cassie put in with a small smile. "Then we, Diana
and I, saw you use the powers. As a coven we agreed we needed to
talk to you but some of us didn't want to wait to approach you
and, well, you know the rest.
"Yeah, I guess I do," Bonnie muttered rubbing the back of her
head, earning a laugh from everyone. "So, did you guys like drive
12 cars down here or something?"
"No, of course not, silly," Diana said with a musical laugh. "We
car pooled. 3 cars took the lot of us. This one is mine, though."
"Thanks for the ride," Bonnie said as she got out o the car. Then
she braced herself as she walked into the house. As she had
expected her parents ambushed her with questions.
Bonnie drifted in and out of consciousness for a couple of hours.
She could hear what was going on around her but she could never
manage to pry open her eyes or even move.
"I can not believe you kidnapped her! Why?" she heard a voice
demand the first time.
"Said you wanted to see her as soon as possible. That it was
urgent so we brought her here," a male voice replied.
"It's not safe to have her running around. We need to know how
she has powers, Diana," another voice grated out.
"We didn't need you to knock her out. And Laurel, I'm ashamed of
you. You gave her a sleeping potion..." the first said. Then
Bonnie was out again. Over the next hour she caught fragments of
her captors conversation.
"...she's not the only one?"
"We had better hope she is. It has to be a...."
"...when will she wake up?"
"Soon I think. Do you think anyone will be looking for..."
"Hey! I think she's waking up," someone yelped as Bonnie stirred.
Bonnie opened her eyes and looked around the room disorientated.
She was lying on a bed in what looked like a motel room. Then she
realized with a start she was at the boarding house. But how had
she....
"Who are you!" she demanded to a room with about 9 people.
"We need to ask you some questions," a beautiful girl about 17 or
18 said in a calm voice. She had hair like woven sunlight and
moonlight.
"What," Bonnie snapped irately.
"How can you use the powers?" she asked. She appeared to be the
leader of the group. "Go get the others," she said over her
shoulder to someone lounging against the door. Bonnie recognized
him as the first boy who had followed her.
"How should I know. I'm a witch that could be why. Who are you
people?" Bonnie asked.
"Well, we're the New Salem witches. We had thought we were the
last generation of witches, but apparently we were wrong," a girl
said coming into the room. Behind her followed a handsome boy
with various shades if red in his hair.
A minute later another girl swaggered in. She had a mane of
pitch-black hair that swayed as she walked. Her milky skin seemed
to glow with confidence.
"We are sorry about how you arrived here," she continued with a
glare in the direction of two boys grouped together. They
muttered sullen apologies. "We want to know how you came around.
Some one out of one of the original circles must have married out
or disappeared or something."
Bonnie tried not to be rude, really she did, but she couldn't
help bursting out with laughter.
"Sorry, but you honestly believe you're the only witches. Besides
me that is."
"What's wrong with thinking that?" the girl with black hair
demanded angrily.
"There are tons of witches. And more then just humans and
witches, there are lots of races." Then she went on to explain
about the night World and its rules.
"That's... wow," one said when she was finished. Then Bonnie
realized she still didn't know any of their names. She mentioned
so and one named Cassie Blake introduced everyone.
Diana Meade, the blond, Faye Chamberlain, who had the mane of
black hair, and herself, were the co-leaders. Adam, the red head,
was Cassie's soulmate. Then there was Doug and Chris Henderson,
Suzan Whittier, Laurel Quincey, Melanie Glaser, Deborah and Nick
Armstrong and last but not least Sean Dulany.
"Would you like a ride home?" Diana asked.
"Yes. Oh...what time is it? They might be getting worried at
home," Bonnie gasped. She had forgotten completely about her
family. If she hadn't been there long they were probably hadn't
missed her yet.
"You've been here a couple of hours now," Diana said crushing any
hope Bonnie had of getting home with out returning to upset
parents. She was 18 and all but her parents still thought of her
as their darling baby girl. As much as she loved them she was
glad she was going on vacation.
Diana drove her in a blue Acura Integra. Cassie was in the back
with Adam leaning over the front seat as they talked.
"What are you doing down here? You said you lived in
Massachusetts, right? You're a long way from home," Bonnie asked.
"Well," Adam started. "We're looking for some... tools that will
help us use more power then we would ordinarily. And we're almost
positive we'll find what we're looking for here."
"Or near here," Cassie put in with a small smile. "Then we, Diana
and I, saw you use the powers. As a coven we agreed we needed to
talk to you but some of us didn't want to wait to approach you
and, well, you know the rest.
"Yeah, I guess I do," Bonnie muttered rubbing the back of her
head, earning a laugh from everyone. "So, did you guys like drive
12 cars down here or something?"
"No, of course not, silly," Diana said with a musical laugh. "We
car pooled. 3 cars took the lot of us. This one is mine, though."
"Thanks for the ride," Bonnie said as she got out o the car. Then
she braced herself as she walked into the house. As she had
expected her parents ambushed her with questions.