The First Meeting of the Meritocracy of Witch-Babies at the Center of the Earth

Eleven was the fourth witch-baby to chew through half the planet to arrive in the vast and undeveloped underground refuge
Three, who was almost fourth, awaited Eleven's initial proclamation at the Equicratic Convention Hall
Numerous others (about 84 in all) were in attendance, but their back stories (let alone their names) have not yet been thought out
Eleven approached the podium, wearing the the traditional black onesie and a black pointed hat
Clearing his throat, he began singing:

Witch-Baby at the Center of the Earth Meritocracy Anthem

Our mothers were pregnant witches

Who gave birth in various boats

To throw us in the water

So we could sink to the bottom of the water containment system

(Whether it be natural, like a lake or ocean

Or artificial, like a reservoir or the Los Angeles River

Or what happened to poor Seven with the Pomona YMCA pool)

And chew our way here to our new home to form a true meritocracy

Knowing that our mothers were witches

Most have been killed or worse

But their sacrifice was worth it

Because look at our home

It's pretty nice

And you can't beat a meritocracy

Eleven finished and hastily exited the stage

His bluetooth earpiece had transmitted a message that could change everything

The voice was familiar because he knew who it was (by recognizing the sound)

The message was, "Admiral Platts was valuable. Long Beach is Secure. Dagmar out."