Four: The Beginning

Part Three: Lust for Power

By chuckles1414

Chapter 1: Bathroom Battle

"Come on, Annie," Jordan said, pounding on the bathroom door. "You've been in there for over an hour."

"Will you just hold on?" Annie asked from inside the bathroom. "I'll be out in a second."

"I hate sharing my bathroom," Jordan complained to herself. Annie had the room on one side of the bathroom and Jordan had a room on the other side. They both had doors to the bathroom. Charles and David, who were on the opposite side of the hall, had the same arrangement. Finally, the door opened and revealed Annie standing with a towel wrapped around her body and hair.

"There, happy now?"

"About time," Jordan said, walking in as Annie exited through her own door. She looked around and found the bathroom a complete disaster. "Annie!" She didn't get a reply.

"What is going on up here?" Millie asked, walking upstairs to see what the fussing was about.

"Annie took forever in the bathroom, and now it's a mess," Jordan accused. Annie had nothing to say in defense.

"Annie, will you please clean up your mess?" Millie asked, trying to keep the peace.

"Sure," Annie said, walking into the bathroom.

"Now, Jordan, will you please learn to control your anger better? It's not healthy for witches to get too angry. It can have bad effects on your powers."

"Whatever, mom," Jordan said, walking into her room. Millie walked back downstairs and into the kitchen to find Charles on the floor, shaking.

A woman was walking home from her job at a restaurant in what seemed to be New York City. It was a foggy night, which frightened her a little. She felt as if someone was following her. She started walking faster and faster. She could hear footsteps walking faster as she picked up her pace. When she stopped and looked around, the sound of footsteps stopped. She couldn't see anyone following her, so she turned around and kept walking. She soon started to hear the footsteps again.

"Who's there?" she called out. She got no answer, but through the fog, she could see a male figure walking towards her. She let out a scream and started to run. She could hear footsteps running after her. "No! Leave me alone!" She ran into the house, shut the door, and locked it. She looked through the window and saw no one. She let out a sigh of relief and turned around. A man looked her straight in the eyes.

"Goodbye, Megan," he said, throwing an energy ball, killing her.

Charles slowly stood up, grabbing the kitchen's island for support. He was gasping for breath and clutching his stomach, which was where the energy ball had hit the woman. Millie helped him stand for a moment, before letting go.

"Are you okay?" she asked.

"I really hate this power," he answered.