Ipswich, Massachusetts
Present day
The "Sons of Ipswich", is the name that people have for a group of four high school boys. They're descendants of colonial witch families and thus wield secret magical abilities.
Their family powers began to manifest on their 13th birthday and they'll "Ascend" when they turn eighteen.
Each of these boys will become more powerful then, as their powers will increase significantly... but with a cost: those such powers are tied to their life force.
The more an "ascended" individual uses their power, the more addicted to it they become. Leading to premature aging and finally death.
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It is a cold night, perfect for a bonfire party in the woods. The boys met at the edge of a cliff and were looking down the black abyss.
"Hello, hello," Louis said walking towards the other three boys.
"Where were you?! I stopped by your house," Niall said.
"Busy. How's the party?" he asked with a smirk.
"Don't know yet, we've just got here..." Liam let out.
"Well then... let's drop in," said Louis, and in a second he jumped off the cliff.
His eyes looked as black as the sky above.
"Yeah!" shouted Niall, laughing and letting himself go as well.
"Louis!!" Harry shouted.
"Come on Harry, it's not like it's going to kill us... yet" said Liam following them smiling.
"Bloody hell!" he said sighing and having no choice but to step off the cliff and fly down. He landed effortlessly on the ground like the others.
He looks flawless wearing all-black attire, a short coat, and a button-down opened sheer shirt with his classic boots and skinny black jeans.
Harry ruffled his shoulder-long chocolate curls and adjusted his appearance, as he and the boys arrived at the party.
They're high school royalty: young, handsome, and rich, they're part of the five oldest and richest families in town and they have quite a reputation.