|The Death Coven
Author: wiccan child PM
A group of teenage witches in a little Maine town are hunted down a killed by an evil from the past. Can the remaining few find out who before it kills them all!Rated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Mystery - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,917 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 01-25-05 - Published: 04-13-04 - id: 1579449
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AN: Okay It's me!!! I told you that I would try and up date all of my stories, and this time (as it may take a while) bear with me for just a little bit! Thanks! OH I would love to thank all of the people that have reviewed my story!
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All right I will thank reviewers every new chapter I think that I will start doing this on all my stories. It just gives me a good feeling, either that or it's my meds! HA HA Kiddin alright on with the story! :AN
Sirens wailed into the night. The light from the sherifs car gleamed over Lark's face. Tears in her eyes. She had never seen a dead body in her life. What she didn't know was that she was about to see a lot more of them. Lark watched them as the wheeled the dead body of her friend away a white sheet covering her body. The streacher hit a tree root Erin's arm fell out from under the cart. Lark's eyes widdend their was something on her hands. Lark ran over to the stretcher. "Her hand" she said. The paramedics stopped. "What?? Oh god sorry we didn't see… Oh my god what is that" he cried pointing at her hand. " It's dark pentacle" lark whispered. " A Penta… what?" The paramedic asked Lark. But she was gone.
Lark hurried threw the woods to her car. She fumbled with her keys as she got near seeing it parked on the side of the road. She got the driver door open and threw herself into the driver's seat, and burried her hands in her face! She looked up and fumbled with her bag and pulled out her cell phone. Lark went to dial Paige, but the phone rang before she could. She screamed and dropped the phone, as it rang. " Lark you idiot, it's just your phone" she told herself as she picked up the phone.
"Hello hoes there?"
"Look buddy this is a bad night I don't wanna deal with your shit my friend was just.."
"killed? Funny Lark you don't look that distraught?"
"Wh… What? How? How do you know? What do you mean I look.."
"I mean your just there in you car, not crying. I would cry if my friend just died."
"You can see me?"
"Of course I can your in the blue mustang what is it 63'?"
"You bastered leave me alone!"
" You saw my handy work, I saw the fear in your eyes as you saw the body, then the dark pentacle. I just wanted to.." Lark hung up the phone panting. " Oh my goddess" she muttered to her self. The phone rang again. Lark stared at it as it sat on the seat next to her. "Don't pick it up Lark" she said to her self. But she couldn't do it. She grabbed the phone, and answered it.
"Ohh it's just you Cody! I was so scared"
" Lark help he has a knife! No! Please don't godde.."
"She is dead now Lark. Just a warning never hang up on me!"
"Oh Goddess No"
" Yes, and I have to say that she tastes great!'
"You dirty fuck! May the Goddess have revenge on you for her daughters"
"Now Now Lark is that any was to talk! Got to go! Kiss Kiss!
Lark sat there tears welling in her eyes before she threw the phone. She covered her face with her hands. There was a thump. Lark sat bolt up Cody lay on the hood. A dark pentacle carved into her forehead….
AN: Hope you liked it gotta go!:AN