A/N: Thanks for the story alerts guys, I'm going to try to update once a week, if I can. Classes kill me slowly.
Cordelia was floored. 'They had been watching us?' was now the singular thought going through the latest Supreme's mind. Though the council was just as shocked by the news Queenie was the first to recover. "Bullshit." Dommik seemed highly amused by the statement, "Believe me dear child, I am completely serious." Queenie sneered, "If you really have seen all that you said you have you should know I am not a child." He looked as if he was about to say something but Cordelia cut him off, "How?" Dommik's eyes glinted as he smiled, "Well, it seems you have just asked the right question. You see I am not human, and no one in my current company is completely human." He paused, letting the information sink in before continuing. "We are members of an….organization. An organization that helps to ensure the survival of all supernatural beings, dammed or otherwise, and like any other organization we have enemies. Which simply put, means you have enemies." "Witch hunters?" Zoe ventured a guess. Someone in the group with Dommik scoffed, "If it were only witch hunters we wouldn't be here." Dommik's eyes turned cold as he half turned to address his entourage "Now Xander, I would expect you to know to better than to insult or hosts." The bespectacled man paled, and before he could utter a rushed apology he was on the floor writhing in obvious pain.
Turning back to the three witches, Dommik couldn't help but smirk at the looks on their faces. "Now where were we? Ah, yes, our enemies have a much wider scope than just witches. They hunt of capture anything. That being said, since you have made yourself public you have earned more of their attention, not to mention so many witches in the same vicinity makes you all the more vulnerable. We are here to offer our help in protecting this generation of witches. The machine you have awoken is voracious, and will not cease until every last one of you has perished." Cordelia looked at him incredulously. "Now you want to intervene? After all you have seen, after all you could have prevented, you wish to extend a helping hand now?!" She had started off softly but was nearing a yell by the time she had finished. Various objects around the room shook as anger flooded her veins, with her pulse racing in her ears Cordelia fought to center herself. Dommik raised an eyebrow at the display, but spoke again his voice hardened and sharper, "Do not misunderstand, what befell your coven was inevitable under the rule of your mother. We may be able to fight a great many things, but fate is not one of them. We are intervening now out of the necessity of your kind's survival."
Zoe looked to Queenie, then to Cordelia before settling on Dommik. "What if we don't want your help? You seemed so reluctant to give it before, how do we know it's worth it when you offer it willingly now?" Zoe's question helped to calm Cordelia as she felt the glow of pride for her student, who had so greatly matured. The older man's face seemed pensive for a beat before replying "You and your council are free to refuse our assistance, if you feel comfortable with being the reason for the new age witch hunts and the extinction of every witch on the face of the Earth…well, that's your prerogative." Cordelia went ramrod straight, "What do you mean?" "If I may?" a voice chimed in from Dommik's group, after his discrete nod a woman stepped over the still squirming man to join Dommik. After reaching his side she began, "You Miss Foxx are a Supreme and these two young witches are your council. You are the only official chain of command, which is why we came to you. If you are to refuse our help, not only will you be doing so for every witch in attendance at this establishment, but you will be doing so for those scattered across the globe as well."