In the night of that same day. Nya and her girls stayed behind after school hours so as to make plans for the next student's leadership council. They gathered at the school's farm where no one could trace them.
"Sisters!!" She called out with a pot of fetish contents on her left hands.
"Yes, sister" they echoed in chorus.
"Tonight, I've gathered you here to discuss the next leadership Student Council." She began in a very loud tone. Her face was straight and up.
"I know they don't like me" she added looking into their faces.
"And we don't care." The witches echoed.
"I know they don't want me." Nya continued, looking at the girls at her other side.
"And we don't care." They said in unison. Their faces filled with anger and their hearts—with bitterness.
"No mortal can dictate who should rule us" Nya said with authority.
"There's a reason we were given this power and this gift. And for that reason l have gathered you here today, to assign you roles. I must win. And if you fail me... I'll eat your skulls. If you fail me, I'll drink your bloods." She concluded with a scary laughter.
In the great beyond. The witches. The Time Travellers. The Jeans. The Demons. All gathered for the council meeting. They were all dressed in their various attires representing their powers. Witches—tied a long black cloth. Time Travellers —a white cloth.
"Council of elders!!" Louisiana—the mother witch called out.
"The keeper of ancient lose." They chorused.
"Council of elders." She repeated. This time with much pressure.
"The keeper of ancient lose." The responded.
She called again and again and they responded.
With much precision: "I called this meeting. Kael said we cannot have a new white god till the next full moon. And we cannot live the throne empty for this long. Who is with me on this mission." She added with a strong voice raising her hand.
Few other members of the council aligned with her and raised their hands.
"Council of elders." The Time Traveller hailed them
"The keepers of ancient lose" they responded in unison.
"Everything in life is about time. About patience and about doing things the right way." He began with a clear voice.
"The only person that can occupy this throne, is yet to come. My advice now is, let's leave this throne as it is. When the white god arrives, he will occupy the throne. I have said my own." He concluded with a small smile.
Back in the mortal world. Nya and her fellow white witches were designing their plan.
"Kiora!!" She called one of them, looking at the direction the witch stood.
"Yes, sister" Kiora responded with a bow.
"I need you to take care of the younger students. Make sure they cast their votes for me. Stand by the ballot box and make sure you chew your spell like you chew your gum." Nya ordered.
"Sister, getting people to do what l want is one of my speciality. Trust me to deliver a nice job." Kiora responded.
"Anna." Nya called on another witch.
"Yes sister." Anna responded.
"Make sure they cast their votes for me." Nya instructed with a bold look.
"No problem." Anna added.
"Leave our class to me" She said murmuring a quiet laugh.
"Imani!!" She called looking her direction.
"I need you to handle the teachers in charge of counting." Nya ordered with a loud voice and taking a short breath before continuing.
"Make sure my vote is higher than Sable's own" she added waiting for her response.
"Consider it done." She replied in a bossy tone.
"Yes. Because it's not just about winning. It's about showing them that we are superior to them." Nya added.
"Yes." They all responded in support.
In the immortal world. There was a subtle silence in the council of elders.
"Who is more qualified than us. Because everything a white god can do, we equally can do and even beyond."
The mother witch said in loud bossy voice yearning for support.
"No, no Louisiana, things aren't done that way." The Time Traveller said trying to call the mother witch to order.
"The white god sees the past, the present and the future. That is why he owns the throne. So council of elders, l believe the white god will soon be here. We only need to be a little more patient." He added.
"I agree with you that the white god could see the past, present and the future. We witches can also do that." The mother witch objected.
"So who is with me on this mission?" She asked.
They all raised their hands except the Time Traveller.
She turned to the Time Traveller. "Majority carries the vote. So I'll take this throne." She added standing firm on the throne of the white god.
The Time Traveller had nothing to say again. He just left in silence.
In the human world. Nya and her witch sisters were still plotting their plans.
"Who else has anything to do for me?" Nya asked making room for offers.
"Yes, sister. As you know, I am one of the leaders of the social group and l can influence the minds of many. You can count on me." Ivan said with a bow.
"Who else!!" Nya asked.
"As for me sister. I am close to the dinning prefect. I'll make sure that anybody that comes to eat before the election will definitely vote for you." Irene Blackwood said nodding her heads in agreement to her words.
"And as for me sister. I'll put a mark on every door that leads to the classrooms. To the lobby and to the hallway. And anyone who goes through that door will definitely vote for you." Sarah Flaw offered.
"Sisters, as we all know I'm the cutest girl in the school and anybody that responds to my hello will automatically vote in." Emily Awell added
"Excuse me sister" Kiora requested
"Go on" Nya responded.
"Yes. We all have contributed. But there's one thing we should not ignore. And that is Sable's sister." Kiora stated.
"Yes sister." The witches chorused in support.
"We all know she is a witch and will definitely support her brother. How do we handle her. She is difficult!!" She said in a great voice.
Nya gave out an evil laugh. "Leave her to me." She responded looking at Kiora in the eyes. "Every witch has a weakness." She added.
She started reciting lines of incantations on the fetish pot with her right hand.
She brought out a white fetish chalk.
"You." She called out to Sarah.
"After this meeting. Go to her seat. Rub it on her seat. And when she sits on it, she'll sleep till the end of the election." She instructed as she gave it to her with a bold face frowned with much readiness for a battle which had just begun.
"Sacred order of the dark sisters" she hailed
"Bound by blood, now and eternal." They echoed.
After the meeting, Sarah sprinkled the poison on the Ivana's seat and Aira immediately saw the vision from her bed where she was sleeping.
She saw a flash.