(Tate Langdon x Y/N)
Y/N, a 17 year old girl, who died in the Murder House, before Violet, before Tate, tells you the story of how she met Tate Langdon, and how their stories became intertwined, for better, and for worse.
(Murder House x Apocalypse...
"Oh, I thought your little boy toy would keep you updated on the status of his hitlist." I told her.
"What do you mean?" She replied.
"Try shoot at me. I dare you." I smiled.
"Who said I was shooting you?" Lois smirked.
"Now, now calm down." I heard a voice, then he appeared.
"Michael?" I said, "You really sent someone to kill me? How did you think that was gonna plan out for you?"
"I didn't send her to kill you, I sent her to scare you, prepare you for whats going to come." He replied.
"You underestimate me, Michael. I'm not some dumb kid who doesn't know how to protect herself. Go ahead with your whacked out plan, you won't be able to kill the witches as easy as you think you'll be able to."
"I'm sure we'll meet again soon, y/n." Michael smiled, "Lois, let's go."
They walked out and towards their car and then they drove off.
Several hours later Tate and I were sitting in the living area.
"I keep thinking about what's going to happen to us, once whatever he has planned goes down." Tate said.
"I've been trying to think of a spell, something that can protect this house, or even deflect whatever he has coming. There's one I can think of, but it only works for several minutes, so I'd have to perform it seconds before." I told him.
"You're strong enough to stop a bus, y/n. I'm sure you can do one little spell easy as clicking your finge-"
Tate was interrupted by two bleeps of our phones.
I picked it up and it read:
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"Shit!" I said, "This is it. This is what he's doing."
"Did you guys get that too?" I turned around and there were a bunch of other ghosts behind us.
"Yeah. And I know who's causing it. I have a spell I can perform but it has to happen seconds before the blast." I told them.
"Switch on the news." Ben said.
The others all sat down on the couch and on the floor and listened.
"WBN can now confirm Hong Kong, London, more sites in the Baltics, Moscow have all been hit and destroyed by nuclear ICBM's. This is it ladies and gentlemen, I can't believe we actually did it. We have just been notified to evacuate. I'm not gonna make it home, so if my children are watching this, Daddy loves you very much."
Then the news cut off. It was heartbreaking.
"I need to get ready. Everyone give me two or three metres of room." Everyone stepped back, then I got a phone call.
"Y/n? It's Cordelia."
"Delia, hey."
"You know what you have to do. We will reunite. I promise you, but for now, keep yourself safe." Cordelia told me.
"I will." I felt myself getting emotional, "I'll speak to you soon."
We heard a sudden rumble.
Everyone sat up straight, beginning to panic.
"This is it. Stay calm." I closed my eyes and began performing the spell. I said the Latin quietly, whispering it.
I could feel that it was working, the noises were getting louder. The place heated up like crazy, it was boiling. You could hear crashes and screaming, air and fire. But there was no damage to the house. After several minutes the noises stopped. The blast was over.
"You okay?" Tate ran to my side.
"I'm fine. Someone look out the windows, but don't go outside."
Violet rushed over to the main window and she froze.
"Holy shit. There's nothing left."
I got up to see what she was seeing and she was right. There was debri falling from the sky, things on fire, buildings destroyed, the air was murky, the sky was an orangey-red.
He really has been the End of Days. Everyone united around the windows, you heard people upset, people were confused too.
"There's no damage to the house. Why can't we go outside?" Someone asked.
"Radiation." I turned round to them all, "The blast will cause any living thing death, meaning any survivors will either die from starvation or get cancer."
"I mean, we're already dead. What's the worst that could happen?" Moira asked.
"True... I'll go." I told them.
"No." Tate said.
"I can go, Tate. I'll go see the rest of the town, see what's up with it." I smiled, "I'll be okay."
"Call me if anything goes wrong." He hugged me and I walked downstairs and out the door.
The heat was immense. The place was completely destroyed, the air felt unclean, everything felt like it was gone. And it was.
There was nothing left but the house, it looked exactly the same, but everything else... you couldn't even make it out.
