The story:<br/>It begins with seven girls, a sister coven who had been betrayed by their brothers. All of which being accused of witches during the witch trials in England. The girls had been sentenced to hang on a Saturday morning and had been thrown into the local prison throughout the week. The cells were separated, the older men, older women, younger men, younger women, and children. The girls were the only ones in the cell for the younger women when Friday night came around. They all knew the doom to come the next day. They would all hang. Unlike the others though, these girls were rightly accused. They were witches, all of them. Born with the gift and a few were also raised in the craft. That night they formed a circle, none of them had spoken to each other, they just knew. The incantation was said. A bright light and then the girls had vanished. No one in then other cells could explain where they went, just that they were gone. After they had disappeared from the prison cell they went into hiding, finding old ruins and putting an undiscoverable protective charm over it. No one could see in and they couldn't see out. They didn't want to be a part of that world, that life, any more. The girls decided to use a spell to put themselves under a deep sleep, to awaken when the world was new.<br/><br/>Now is that time. The girls have awoken and are now ready to break down the protective charm and step into modern day London, England. Little do they know that the brother coven is still here as well. They have been gaining power throughout the years, waiting for the girls to reappear, still wanting them dead to reassure that their power is fulfilling and that they have the right to have more power and to control who they wish how they wish. Which all started when the leaders of the group were killed in a fire that ran the the village. Both male (John) and female (Sarah) leaders were burned to death. Leaving the covens to argue over reign and power. The brothers have grown stronger, while the sisters have not, they have only slept and know nothing of this new world and the new powers it beholds. The brothers want them either dead or to bow down and submit themselves as "slaves" and of a lower power. Will it happen?<br/><br/>***************************************************************<br/><br/>Light. Immense amounts of light. Celestia's eyes slowly flitted open and she squinted. Slowly she sat up and raised her hand to block out whatever the immense amounts of light were, it was then that she realized not only could she see the light but could feel it too. Which meant that she wasn't sleeping anymore, this was no dream. She slowly put down her hand and looked around. The light was coming through the only window in their hideout.  She threw her feet over the edge of the table that had been her bed and let them dangle there as she looked around. Dirt walls surrounded her, she couldn't see very well with just that little bit of light, but she could remember that the room was quite large and that there were seven tables for the seven girls. They couldn't get any beds, but tables were easy to come by so they put up with it. She sat there for a moment and stretched. She hoped that now was the right time to be awake, if so then the other girls would be waking up soon as well. She yawned and hopped off from the table. She wobbled a bit and had to brace herself on the table as she slowly walked and made her way to the center of the room. There she found the oil lamp. She turned it on and then blew on the wick, making it burn bright and filling the room with a little more light than what had been there and now she could see all around. All of her sister's, some sleeping soundly still, others she could see moving a bit and beginning the wake up stages. She waited.<br/><br/>--------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>Koma was out in the back of the house helping on a deck. The sun was beating down on his back and he was getting fairly heated. He set down his tools and stood up. He arched his back and let it pop then stood straight and shook his mid length hair, he walked over to the small table where the lemonade was. "Hey, boys! Come on lets take a break here, it's nice and cold!" He winked at them and filled up the empty glass that was just resting in his hand and then made the other glasses find their way to the rest of the boys. It had been a long day, they were building a deck for some old lady that lived near them, sadly she was watching most the time so they actually had to do manual labor. It wasn't exactly their specialty but they could still do a fairly decent job, at least good enough to get it done for her. He sat down on the steps and let his head droop, he was tired and needed a little refreshed and he was sure the others did to.