I do not own the rights to the movie, and make no money. I am not going to have their powers tied to their lifeline in the end, it may start out as such at first. But the Daughters of Salem got the better half of the book.

In the town of Salem, is how it all began for the ten great families in 1661 right before the infamous Salem Witch trials began. It was handed down that the families would separate it was far too dangerous to stay close. Five families moved to another small town. The second set stayed and weathered through the storm of the trials, only one single witch died during the trials but many perished accused of something they could never fathom to do.

In Salem, Massachusetts, four high school girls- Isla, Irina, Nesrin and Kenna together known as the Daughters of Salem. They're the descendants of colonial witch families of half of the ten great families, and thus wield magical abilities which first manifest on their 13th birthday and grow stronger until they Ascend at 18.

In Ipswich, Massachusetts, four high school boys - Caleb, Pogue, Reid, and Tyler, together known as the Sons of Ipswich - are the descendants of colonial witch families and thus wield magical abilities which first manifest on their 13th birthday and grow stronger until they Ascend at 18.

Isla's point of view…

I stand to look at the casket, done in a pale rose shade of pink the flowers her white magnolias. Kenna, she was the youngest of us now I am alone. My father was in deep conversation with the four other men, each has lost their daughters. I knew our history, know two of the ten great families have turned to the darker side and it seems one has returned and taken Nesrin first, next was Irina and last was Kenna. But they never got what they had come for we four together cast a powerful spell that was long ago forgotten, their essence or the essence of their power is trapped in handmade vase's, sealed until I release them into three more worthy women.

I whisper into the wind, it was blowing in such a gentle way, "I swear on our great family, whoever is behind this will pay. Some way and somehow they will," like a snap of a finger the wind picked up, I was the last and was seventeen my assentation was close at hand.

Can you lose your humanity in a single moment? Or can you get it back in an instant? Is humanity something that can leave forever? Or it always has a deep place inside us all, even when we swear it's not there? Some of us show it more than others perhaps. Some of us block it out. I was hardly human.

Do I still have humanity? Do I still have a soul? I was human once. Maybe I had been human the entire time. Maybe I had blocked all my humanity out so I could taste the only thing I craved: Revenge.

I turned seeing the four men behind me, "Come now, Isla," my father held his strong hand out to me, I took it and let him lead me far away.

I stand in the scares circle, the flames dancing a pale blue as the tome shut, the book was as old as any coven and belonged to our families its sibling was out there waiting to be joined once again.

Lance stood, his face was swollen from crying, "Isla, we ask you to go warn our brother coven in Ipswich. Right now, we have no clue which of the two cast out families are seeking revenge," Nesrin was her father's daughter in every way, her blonde hair and fair blue eyes, her bold nature.

I gave him a firm nod, as Jedd took his turn. His voice was also deep in grief, he lost his Irina two months prior. "Isla, we have always asked much but now everything is at stake. If they can take all of you out and join the books it could mean absolute power and even the end of the humans and never forget you all have human in you still," yes, we couldn't ever forget because our parents never let a day pass without telling us. I was from two witches, Kenna too, Irina and Nesrin have one fully human parent.

I spoke, "Anything else?" my voice firm and still horse from my mourning.

Kyle stood now, he was nearly 6'7, his build was of a wrestler, he looked scary as shit. But I have seen this beast dancing and singing with his wife Tillie to Elvis be your teddy bear. "Not only I, but we all also want you to join the others and take them out. Give us our justice, give our daughters the revenge they have been denied," I smiled, and it was not my smile it was filled with hate.

"I promise, whoever took them from us will be destroyed," my eyes glimmering.

Now I stand in front of my mother and father each worried and not wanting me to go, but they knew the cost. I was my father's daughter headstrong, smart, cunning and funny but I looked like my mother. My hair long and as dark as the darkest midnight, pale skin and a dash of freckles that came out in the summer, my eyes a mesmerizing green I at least was not a midget at 5'5'.

"I am leaving tonight, Aunt Rainy as offered me a place in Ipswich and is arranging schooling at Spencer Academy where the sons go. Mother, you said I could trust a woman named, Evelyn Danvers,"

My mother was a soft-spoken woman but do not let her fool you, she was powerful. "She is a human, she was and still is married to William Danvers III, they have a son Caleb he is only two months older than you. William was one of the heads of the Ipswich coven, his son Caleb is in danger," I knew they all kept in touch but right now we are all in danger.

My two bags are waiting in the car, the rest of the coven has joined us now to see me off.

I was the last but not for long, I would find worry ones fit to hold the essence of a Daughter of Salem. My father gave me the car, it was supposed to be gifted on my coming birthday, but now the tires make a hissing noise as I take to the gravel driveway leading from the family estate.

The drive was a mere hour with a stop for gas and chips, I could feel it boiling in me, evil. We are warned of the cost of vengeance and revenge, but it is also in our nature to seek it.

It was nearly midnight as my Aunt stood behind me, "Welcome, Angioletto. You are set up to start tomorrow at Spencer's, your uniform is hung," she was a lot like my father her only brother. It rained since I arrived but she alerted me it doesn't rain all the time.

"Thank you, I better get some rest,"

But she and I knew it fruitless, sleep was a nice thought though.