i was an angel

screwed up, scared, doing anything that I needed shining like a fiery beacon Madison GarciaDaughter of Hecate17Scared and Alone

[armyiisms]

”..Why would you even think ‘bout doin’ that..”

[madisxngarcia]

"You're seriously judging that eleven year old?"

[madisxngarcia]

Madison. We’re not sisters. I don’t care if this is your cabin. It doesn’t work like that.

[escxpedestiny-blog-blog]

Right, fucking hell. Who pissed in your cornflakes this morning?

[madisxngarcia]

Just because some mum who's never been around fucked your dad tpp doesn't make us family.

[madisxngarcia]

You’re standing in it. Why?

[escxpedestiny-blog-blog]

Then I guess that makes us sisters. Felix Mayne. Hiya.

[madisxngarcia]

Madison. We're not sisters. I don't care if this is your cabin. It doesn't work like that.

[madisxngarcia]

Shouldn’t I be saying that? You’re in my cabin.

[escxpedestiny-blog-blog]

Ah, shit, did I walk in the wrong cabin? Fuck’s sake, I was looking for Cabin 20, Hecate, if you could point me in the right direction.

[madisxngarcia]

You're standing in it. Why?

[madisxngarcia]

Oh God. It’s an expression. Not literal.

[relxctance-blog]

Expression. Right. What is the meaning of this expression, then?

[madisxngarcia]

Good. Or something like that. Popular?

[madisxngarcia]

Madi listened in silence. “You never told me how you ended up in care,” she said quietly. “I’m sorry.”

[hvrdesthues]

"It wasn’t exactly something I was too eager to share with people. I was just another sob story." he shrugged, "Eleven years today. Everybody says it gets better with time but I’ve found that’s really not the case."

[madisxngarcia]

"Weren't we all?" She kept her own sob story to herself. Who wanted to admit they were unwanted. Madi moved closer to Anderson and wrapped her arm around him. "No. It's not. I'm here if you need though."

[hvrdesthues]

[madisxngarcia]

"What’s wrong?" You were meant to care about family, and Anderson was her family, or as close as she had.

[hvrdesthues]

Anderson paused. He could tell Madi. She was practically his sister, after all. Technically, weren’t they cousins or something? Either way, he knew he couldn’t lie and say...

[madisxngarcia]

Madi listened in silence. "You never told me how you ended up in care," she said quietly. "I'm sorry."

[madisxngarcia]

"I don’t call them family. You’re closer to being my family." She rolles over to look at Anderson. "Right?" His nervousness made her nervous.

[hvrdesthues]

"Yeah, definitely." he said, nodding, "Look, I just…today’s not a good day for the whole ‘family’ talk."

[madisxngarcia]

"What's wrong?" You were meant to care about family, and Anderson was her family, or as close as she had.

[madisxngarcia]

"Yes. I know you at least. Not some stranger they call my family."

[hvrdesthues]

"Yeah, strangers you’re supposed to consider family aren’t exactly my favorite type of people either." he muttered, fidgeting with his hands a little. 

[madisxngarcia]

"I don't call them family. You're closer to being my family." She rolles over to look at Anderson. "Right?" His nervousness made her nervous.

[madisxngarcia]

"I know that," said Madi, not moving. "But there’s someone in my cabin now."

[hvrdesthues]

"So you decided to occupy mine?" he asked flatly, raising an eyebrow.

[madisxngarcia]

"Yes. I know you at least. Not some stranger they call my family."

[escxpedestiny-blog-blog]

        “What the fuck?”

[escxpedestiny-blog-blog]

[madisxngarcia]

Shouldn't I be saying that? You're in my cabin.

[madisxngarcia]

"An idiot. Clearly." Madison entered the cabin and flopped on to Anderson’s bed.

[hvrdesthues]

Anderson sighed. “Y’know, I know we’re all supposed to be dyslexic here, but there’s a distinct difference between 16 and 20.”

[madisxngarcia]

"I know that," said Madi, not moving. "But there's someone in my cabin now."

[hvrdesthues]

Was there something you wanted or are you just going to stand there like a fucking idiot?

[madisxngarcia]

"An idiot. Clearly." Madison entered the cabin and flopped on to Anderson's bed.

[messengxr-archive-blog]

[madisxngarcia]

Madi was tempted to remove the knife, but all she remembered from first aid about treating deep wounds was to not remove the object as it would only allow for more bleeding. She took off her jacket, leather and useless, and then her camp t-shirt. She quickly slipped her...

[madisxngarcia]

Madison considered the monster carefully. "I might know a spell," she suggested quietly. Any confidence she'd had seemed to drain out until she was quiet and unassuming. Magic was the last thing she wanted to use. But for Tom, for his mother, she would try. She sent a silent prayer to Hecate before she began.

She summoned the Mist and its power to her. It transformed her again, this girl more powerful than Madi felt. Words poured from her in Ancient Greek. The monster fought and thrashed, but her magic had hold. "Out," she ordered. "Out." It took more energy than she'd thought, but using a spell similar to the one she'd used to banish Anastasia, the monster was forced to leave. It didn't have a corporal form, but Madison forced it to take one momentarily. She threw her knife. The monster dissolved into dust, and Madi let go of her magic. She dropped to the floor next to Tom, panting. Her head spun.

[madisxngarcia]

You’ve got to be kidding. You can’t be serious.

[relxctance-blog]

I’m serious..?

[madisxngarcia]

Oh God. It's an expression. Not literal.

[relxctance-blog]

        “Why do people keep insisting they are cool? Why do they not dress warmer?

[relxctance-blog]

[madisxngarcia]

You've got to be kidding. You can't be serious.

[messengxr-archive-blog]

[madisxngarcia]

Madi listened, but she was distracted by the movement on the floor. Years of being alone and fighting for her life made her aware of things that kept her alive, like an enemy still moving. She opened her mouth to warn Tom, but it moved too quickly. “Tom!” she yelled, as the...

[madisxngarcia]

Madi was tempted to remove the knife, but all she remembered from first aid about treating deep wounds was to not remove the object as it would only allow for more bleeding. She took off her jacket, leather and useless, and then her camp t-shirt. She quickly slipped her jacket back on and zipped it up, ignoring the fact she was just in her bra and jacket; who cared right now anyway. She pressed the t shirt to the wound and told him, "Hold that there." She wasn't going to let him die here.

She ran to the bag. It was nearer to the struggling monster than she liked. It nearly snatched her ankle, but she got away. "Here. Eat," she instructed, holding a square of ambrosia to Tom's mouth. Her hold on the monster struggled and she was beginning to sweat. "I can't hold him too long."