The group of  leaders sat around the large table in the common room, whispering amongst themselves as they awaited the man at the head of the table declaring the meeting as started.

News of the recent plane crash had truly shocked the group, none knowing whether to grieve first or take action. Grieving, though an important process, was decided to be held off until they had solved the matter at hand; locating and bringing in the new holders of the Seven Ancient Abilities.

The Circle of Adria, although they were quite the powerful group, were unheard of in the lives of average humans. Possibly the most 'secret' secret society on Earth, their operations were completely hidden in shadow— and all for good reason. A number of their members possessed supernatural abilities, and one of their main purposes was to protect the Chosen Seven (the humans who gained the Seven Ancient Abilities), although in more recent years their focus had shifted a bit from their original purposes.

"I, leader of this division of the Circle of Adria, hereby declare this meeting began as of now. Today we are facing an issue that we certainly could not have expected to happen so soon. Our Chosen Seven have fallen, meaning that the powers bestowed onto them have passed on and found new hosts. We are gathered here at this moment to discuss our course of action, as well as who our new seven are." the leader announced, laying some files and sheets of paper down on the large wooden table.

The cloaked individuals stared at the leader, some fidgeting nervously. Looking at their faces, the leader sighed at the realization that the society had changed so much over the years. When he was a young boy, new to the society, the ranks of higher ups were filled with boring old men and women, all adorned in medieval robes. But now, as he scanned the crowd around him, he took note of the ripped skinny jeans and sweatshirts under the cloaks, the youthful faces that joined him at the table, and smiled, knowing that the society would live on.

"As you may or may not know, our Locator, Mrs. Aisaka, went to work last night on figuring out who our new seven are. We now know their whereabouts, and have sent two of our members out to find them. Once they are located, we will be sent their information and I will present it to you all. The two are currently out locating their first target as we speak, so it's only a matter of time until we get our first–" the leader's speech was cut off by the sound of a quiet tune playing. 

The woman sitting next to him pulled her phone out of her pocket, reading the contents of her screen. "Speak of the devil." she muttered, handing her phone to the leader. No words were spoken by him, but the look on his face sent a clear message to the others— 'this is it.'

Somehow, probably via magic, the man pulled a laptop out from under the table and transferred the contents of the phone onto the larger screen, turning it away from him so the others could see as well. Quite an odd sight, this modern technology being seen in such an old castle, isn't it?

"It looks like we've got our first of the Chosen Seven. Now listen up closely, you're going to be dealing with him for quite a while once we bring him in." the leader spoke, glancing around to make sure that everyone seemed ready. They all leaned in, eagerly anticipating their future member's arrival.

"Everyone, our first member is..."