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Salem 1693, october 30th, Thursday at 9:34pm.
Agatha and Rio sat down on a fallen tree, The moon was shining through the orange casted leaves. The soft sound of the breeze whispered through the trees, the bitter air fell on both girls arms,
“Do you think they’ll find out about us?” Agatha mumbled under her breath.
Rio shook her head, “no never.” She stated and locked eyes with a flower, she quickly went over to pick it, “look it’s so pretty just like you!” The earthy witch said to the dark magicked witch.
Agatha smiled and took the flower, putting it in her wavy brown hair.
Rio smiled, her eyes looking at the brown ones in-front of her, the prettiest dirtiest brown eyes ever. She was her brown eyed girl.
Agatha locked eyes with Rio her dark eyes were almost soul sucking. Her veiny hand met with the soft skin of the only source of comfort she ever had.
They were each other’s only source of comfort, they had been since they could remember.
Rio smiled, her hand also taking a spot on her girlfriend’s cheek, could she call her that? Witch friends cheek, her eyes closed, their lips touched.
The witches kissed..but that wasn’t allowed here not for the taller witch anyway. Agatha’s mom said loving wasn’t allowed, evil wasn’t allowed love, evil was just evil, but Rio didn’t see her as evil, Rio saw her as a witch, a witch she loved and cherished.
The wavy haired witched pulled away, her eyes had a tint of purple in them, the appreciative smile that she had on her face matched with Rio’s, all this was for them was comfort, the was never comfortable back with there coven, they didn’t even share the same coven. They were breaking so many rules but it all felt so right. Why did it feel so right if it was so wrong.
The shorter brunette witch, took the taller one’s hand, they had to start walking back now, the covens would start looking for them if it were too late.
Agatha smiled and held the warm hand tight, not wanting to let go ever. Rio wasn’t afraid of Agatha, everyone else was, everyone saw her as evil, she wasn’t evil she just liked someone.. who she shouldn’t like.
The two glances at eachother with a smile, the smile of comfort, the smile of happiness, the smile of love.
“Agatha! What do you think you are doing?!” Evanora Harkness screeched.
Agatha’s face dropped, her body tensed, the hand fell from hers, Rio ran, her presence could no longer be felt.
“Mom i..” the young witch’s head fell In front of her. She only felt fear, but fear mixed with anger, how dare Rio just run from her like that, leaving her alone with her mother.
“No. No mom that’s it Agatha! I warned you evil doesn’t deserve to be loved, to be treated with respect. Let’s go, your time has come, your time has come to the end Agatha.” The older Harkness spat, dragging Agatha by with her hand.
Before Agatha even knew so she was being dragged, dragged somewhere she knew too well.. the execution pole. her “coven”, her “mother” surrounding her, her hands held with blue magic.
She looked around, her mouth went dry, unable to get to grips with what was going on, if it was actually going on or if it was a nightmare.
“Agatha Harkness, are you a witch?” Evanora spoke no sorrow in her voice at all.
“Yes.. yes i am a witch” Agatha spoke, swaying a little trying to release her hands, fear fell throughout her voice.
“Yet you have betrayed your coven.”
Agatha knew this wasn’t about the betrayal, more the fact she was in-love, evil couldn’t love, evil wasn’t allowed to love. Agatha was born evil.
“I.. i have not!” She spoke as everyone around her took off their hoods.
“You stole knowledge above age and station, you practiced the darkest of magic.” Evanora smirked, she was finally getting what she wanted after all these years.
“No.. i know nothing of these crimes..i swear it!” All the younger Harkness could do now was beg, she couldn’t die yet? She didn’t even get to say goodbye to Rio.
“Enough. Deception.” Was all that left Agatha’s mom’s mouth as she tried to beg for freedom.
The brunette looked at her mother before licking her lips, “i did not break your rules. I simply bent my power.” A subtle smirk filled Agatha’s face. Her mother clearly not impressed.
There it was, they started chanting the spell..
“No..” she said breathlessly, “I cannot control it.. i.. if only you would teach me” she practically begged. Her mother never taught her how to control, she had to fend for herself.
“Help me please!” The young Harkness leaned against the pole, “mother… please” she cried out in vain. “Please! Mother.” But her mother didn’t even care, not a tear in her eyes, not even a single bit of regret in them either, instead Evanora started chanting with them.
The scream that left Agatha’s mouth when the magic hit her was deadly, her head threw back, her hair flowing in which breeze the magic was causing, and then she remembered, her mother didn’t teach her to control this either.
The blue turned purple, she was inhaling all this magic yet all she could think about was her Rio, where did she go? She didn’t even come to grips that her mother started blasting her now, it just happened all so quickly while the thought of her and Rio now living happily passed through her head.
The thoughts instantly left her head when she heard the covens strangle cry and the pain the magic was causing to her chest, she quickly broke out of the magicked cuffs and brought the magic to her palms, looking at her mother.
“Please.. i can be good” she said, sorrow in her voice.
“No you cannot.” Evanora said, her blue crown appeared over her head, as she blasted her own daughter, not even hearing her groan in pain could make her stop.
Agatha knew she shouldn’t.. but in this case she couldn’t control it, her magic over ruled her mother’s, sucking every inch of soul out of the woman.
October 30th, 11:36pm.
“I’m sorry mom” wasn’t said out loud, just in her head as she took the locket off her outfit.
The young witch patted off her dress and took off, flying around, her eyes scanning everywhere for her source of life, her source of comfort.
There Rio was sat on the fallen tree they were both sat on just a few hours prior.