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“I’m the worst one.”
She had a dream about this place. Usually when she dreamed of a place, it lead her to her fate. To answers of the past. “Hello” The girl questioned. “Anyone? Come on..don’t hide now.” Her flashlight flickered around the abandoned warehouse, jumping when she finally heard a noise.
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“Hostility? Me? No man, I’m just giving you the facts.” Connor stated simply with a shrug. He was a guy to say things how they were. His intentions weren’t to threaten Andrew. He had no reason to, yet anyway. “Connor. And Jordan tells me everything, like I said. She’s confused about… well, everything and asked me for this favor.” That and the fact Ryan sent him on a scouting mission.
“Good...guy best friend’s tend to do the typical, ‘I’ll kill you if you touch her’ sort of thing right before they get the facts straight.” Magnus stated, letting out a small laugh. “Favor?” He questioned, nodding his head. “Ah, gotcha. Take it it’s not about our lecture notes.” The warlock replied sarcastically. “This favor, so, let the questions begin then.” He said in a genuine, light tone.
( New Verse;; Dancing Through the Decades )
The warlock looked over the balcony with his sister and brother by his side. Looking at the jazz band from under them as they watched the mortals before them. They could sense another witch, and they could use more power, another witch. “That one.” Athena nudged towards her brother. The two looked at the witch. They did stand out.
“I’ll go scope it out.” Magnus replied, looking between Benedict and Athena as he made his way down. “Hey there, dollface.” He stated, smiling at the witch he just so happen to ran into. “You look quite lost now.”
“Like I said, she’s my best friend.” Connor stated with a shrug. “She isn’t exactly a mean person and so she deserves someone good. If you plan on doing her then dumping her, I’m afraid you and I aren’t really going to get along.” Connor himself didn’t have the best track record but, his sex life wasn’t what they were talking about.
“Oh, okay...” Magnus raised his eyebrows, giving him a small smile. “Listen, I don’t mean to sound rude towards you at all, truly...But, Jordan and I, it’s just we didn’t really clarify anything...therefore, I think their is no reason for us to have that hostility. I don’t plan to hurt her, trust me. I’m Andrew, by the way.”
"Could you tell the truth for once?"
“That’s all I’ve been doing!” Wanda repliedannoyed. “Maybe you just haven’t been askingthe right questions.”
Wanda’s face this time dropped. Her eye’s locked on the ground as Magnus took a step forward, Wanda’s emotion were mixed. She felt like she was a curse, those around her that she cared for died. It was why she tried to stay distant between the triplets. She didn’t want to risk losing anyone else and if she didn’t get emotionally attached she couldn’t lose anyone else. That plan didn’t work out, some how they all snuck up on her and yet Magnus was different. She could relate to him, relate to the pain, the anger, the guilt. They were both survivors, and most of all they were both shaped by the darkest moments in their lives. When he finished speaking, she just wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his shoulder. She squeezed him tight. Her words getting lost in translation so she decided actions spoke louder then words.
As she put her head into his shoulder, as he felt her arms wrap tightly around him, he couldn’t help but freeze. His expression went blank as his mouth slightly parted. His eyes shut for a slight moment, clearing his throat as he placed his hand softly on the back of her head. He sighed in relief as he felt his entire body relax, just as he wrapped his arms around her. The warlock didn’t know what do say, he was at lose of words by just being near her. But if anything, him holding her, it spoke louder than any words he’s spoken in centuries. “Don’t hide from me like that...I won’t betray you.” He muttered quietly.
“Well hi Freddie.” Belle replied, giving him a small smile. “Well, I’ve never really been in a pub before.” She was always at home with her father and her books. “I’m Belle, by the way.”
“If you have space problems, this probably isn’t the best place to be.” He replied back. “Pleasure to meet you Belle...you’ve never been here before? Really?”
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“She’s my best friend. Of course she told me you slept with her.” Connor said towards the other. “I’m just saying, I hope for your sake it was a one night stand.”
“I guess when she lied when she said she didn’t kiss and tell.” The male retorted sarcastically, letting out a small laugh. “Oh, really? And why is that?”
Salem will smirk and tip his head when Athena speaks. “Thena.” He smiles as he walks towards her. “My sweet little witch.” He says softly as he stands in front of her. He’ll lean forward and press his lips to her forehead. “Thank you.” He whispers before turning to the other witches. His raise a hand.
“A coven sticks together not matter what.” He said flicking his wrist. There’s a snap and a girl who was now standing falls to the ground. His flicks his wrist several more times until there is only one witch left alive.
“I saved you for last. Betrayal is something I can never forgive.” He says as he raises a hand. The lights flicker and when they come back on the witch was gone. “Dammit.” He says looking around. He’ll turn to Athena. “You alright?” He asks.
The witch didn’t even flinch. If anything, this was like sick deja vu to her. “No. I’m not.” Athena nodded her head back and forth. “I’m pissed.” She replied. She told everyone not to trust Elizabeth. Told them thousands of times as to how she betrayed them. “That was the same bitch who got everyone I loved dead. She corrupted my town. And she corrupted them.”
“This generation..you all only care about yourself and your power. These bitches should have gotten worse than a few neck snaps.” She muttered. “Look at us, our entire lives have been nothing but betray as betrayal.”
OTP: What About Angels?
There was someone Magnus use to care about. Only problem, was she was the Judge’s daughter. Annabelle Harthrone.
Despite her being high class, that didn’t stop them from one another. The trails began and his mother was hung due to her father’s ruling. He still remained close to her, and she comforted him as best as she could. Without her father knowing, of course. She was even their when he made the memorial for his mother, only single rose in the garden. Yet, the warlock failed to mention how he murdered Annabelle’s mother by poisoning when the witch trail’s started to come to an end. She didn’t realize the vengefulness in Magnus and how it grew, and how Elizabeth, grew jealous.
She grew a loathing for her father and wanted to run away with the triplets. The girl wanted to say goodbye to her father one last time. Only, she saw her father in pieces as Magnus was nearly painted in his blood. She connected the dots that Magnus did this, as well as the murder of her mother that occurred. The girl ran away in fear.
The girl’s last moment in life was by Bridget Bishop’s memorial, but the rose that her and Magnus left for her. Elizabeth, be the jealous nasty witch she is, cursed it. The moment Annabelle touched it, her red lips turned pale as her body went cold. As did Magnus’s heart.
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“I-I’m sorry, I have no clue who you are.” Belle said, letting out an uncomfortable laugh. “And to be honest you are kind of getting too close for comfort.”
“Names Freddie.” The warlock raised his eyebrows. “What do you except when you’re in pub. It gets busy, you get shoved. And hered like cattle.”
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Salem will walk into the large white house where his old coven lived. He was covered in blood, some his, but most of it not. He’ll set down his bag as the door and make his way to the area where a few girls sat. They all gasp when they see him. “Hello, nice to see all of you bitches.” He mutters.
“You know I have had to worst week of my life, first the girls that I thought were my ‘sister witches’ sold me out to a ground of witch hunters to save their own ass, thanks for that by the way. Then I spend a week chained to a ceiling of a shitty warehouse that smelled like vomit and blood, then I had my blood drained then put back into me along with some shit that burned the hell out of my inside and yet, here I am, mostly alive, and all of those hunters are dead. Now the question is, which one of you witch bitches sold me out?” He asks.
“Tell me now and only one of you has to die.”
Athena knew exactly who it wasn’t. It was one witch that corrupted the entire coven, except for her. Elizabeth, the same witch who betrayed her Coven centuries ago, betrayed Salem. As he walked in, she was the only one who didn’t gasp at Salem’s appearance. She expected it.
Once he finished speaking, her eyes were staring blankly. She was tried of running away from Elizabeth all those centuries, giving her any chance. “It was a Elizabeth.” All the girls stared at her in shock. “Elizabeth ratted you out. With all these bitches conceit, of course.”
"Could you tell the truth for once?"
“That’s all I’ve been doing!” Wanda repliedannoyed. “Maybe you just haven’t been askingthe right questions.”
Wanda didn’t expect that, she didn’t expect them to want to help, they didn’t have too after all. She was no one but some strange who sought them out for help. When he said her problems were their problems she had tears in her eye’s. It was something she heard her brother told her time and time again, and it felt strange hearing someone else say them but Magnus always had a way of making her feel safe. “Magnus…” She had volunteered for the experiments but neither her or her brother knew was to expect. She only now regretted it with the fact she’s on the run. “I’ve never told anyone about what happened while at HYDRA.” It was always her and her brothers story. Their secrets and their pain but since she was alone now, she felt like she was carrying the weight of both of their experiences. “They promised to make us strong enough to save our country, but they just wanted weapons. My brother and I were the only ones to survive. Thinking of my revenge is what kept me sane… I didn’t have a photo like Pietro. I just had my memories.”
Magnus just listened quietly. Eyes were locked to the floor. Not because he was angry, just hearing how the others had hurt her brother and her in such a way. He didn’t know why but he had a strong desire to protect her, like he does with his sister and brother. Eyes slowly turned to her, he took a step forward. “If they come here, I can assure you…I will ripe them apart, piece by piece..whoever they are, I will make them regret trying to turn you, and your brother, into a weapon.” His eyes locked directly towards her. “Your fight, is mine now. I promise you, whatever battle comes our way, we will fight it together…I will not let anyone hurt you like that again.”