'Till The End (Agatha x Rio)

Infant and...

Okay, pre-note. I'm changing my whole writing style, I know it isn't ideal but I will change the other chapters later on.

This one will have POV's mostly in Agatha's but some in Rio's and others. And it will be based in Present time. Thank you for reading, we are almost at 2000 reads and that is crazy! I am very greatful<3

Let's get to the new and improved storyline. See you!

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My coven is walking to the last trial, I take a look back and see the worry on their faces. The expressions are mortifying, nothing short of fearful. I, myself, don't feel too worried, everyone is back, like old times. My brain still can't comprehend the fact that Nicholas is back, in my presense and that I kissed Rio not too long ago. That just made my mind boggle.

Maybe I lied to myself, I do feel worries but not about the road. The worries in my mind contain Rio. Does she actually still love me? Is she just acting for her plot? What are her true intentions? I can't deal with this and I don't want to get thrown off, not when it's Billy's trial.

"Okay, so are you ready kids?" I ask, not sure if I'm actually ready anymore. "This is the last trial." My voice fierce, but behind that mask I feel lost and scared.

The coven mutters a few answers, none that contain any strong answer. They really are scared. I thought to myself. Billy's trial house looks... well it looks familiar. No no no, it can't be. Is it...

"Isn't that Wanda Maximoff's house from WestView?" Lillia asks, I can hear the fear in her voice as it trembles.

"I'm sure it's just a look alike. Right?" Jen sounds terrified, as if one wrong move and everything will fall apart. "Agatha, tell me it's just a lookalike."

I stay quiet as I study the place for a bit, my eyes drifting, ever so fiercly, to Billy, trying to make sense of it all.  It sure as hell looks like Wanda's house. As much as I'd love for it to be a coincidence, this is the Road, I'm not going to dissmiss the possibility that the house right there is what ruined my life for 3 years.

My eyes linger on the house and I stop in my tracks. It is not just a look alike but identical. The Road isn't messing with us and something tells me that this isn't going to be just a normal trial. But Wanda is dead, fully and really really dead. I'm sure of that. Partly sure. Maybe? Yeah, no, I'm not sure. The person I saw could be someone else, anybody else. A look alike, perhaps. The possibility of  seeing her again makes my body shiver. I still remember her red eyes before she turned me into the nosy neighbour. I don't feel hate for her, more like I understand her and her motives, but she didn't have to put me under that goddamn spell. If I ever see her again, I'll be sure to give her a piece of my mind. That is if she doesn't kill me.

I was so into my thoughts that I didn't notice everyone staring at me. They all look concerned and that was the first time I felt cared for. They cared if I was okay. Well, everyone except Jen. She has a reason to want to be rid of me, can't blame her. The potions bitch. I'm sorry, witch. Yeah, that's what I meant, witch.

"You all like what you see?" I remarked sarcastically. My voice is fierce as always, not letting them see my true colors.

"Sweetheart... you suddenly stopped. Care to tell the class why?" Rio said, trying to get a kick out of me. For some reason it got under my skin. It was the first time I let myself be vulnerable around her and it retiliated in a way I didn't expect. Did I actually miss her?  "Shut up." I responded coldly.

"Mmm, someone is in a bad mood." Her voice was different, as if she being careful. Her hazel orbs looking at me, as if she is staring into my soul. As much as I hate to admit it, it really scared me.

"Just... ugh shut up!" I say louder than I intended, no wonder why everyone is looking at me wierdly.

"Uuuu, sHut uP. Why don't you make?" Rio says to me, as she looks directly into my eyes, her gaze soft, obviously trying to put on a show. Hopefully my reaction isn't so noticeable, seeing as my face dropped, as if that were possible. "You are insufferable" I said without any emotion, trying to hide the fact that her words affected me, for some reason.

I start marching towards the door, now detirmened to finish this, no matter what or who is behind that door. I walk fastly for about 5 minutes, the coven trying to keep up with me. As we are nearing the house, I take a fast glance behind me and see that Rio is carrying Nicholas, Alice is talking to Billy, probably trying to make him calm down. Lillia and Jen are in intense conversation about Lillia's fake promotion line of pants. These witches are so damn wierd but I guess they are my friends now.

I grab the door knob. "You guys ready? Because this is it, we go home after this, we get what we want the most." I see that they slowly nod their heads. "Very well then, make sure to not die. I'm sure this is going to be a real killer." The sarcasm is heard clearly, some chuckles coming from the group. I smile a little, knowing I made everyone feel better.

I twist the door knob and let everyone go in first, taking one last look at the road. I never want to come back here. Ever. It seemed inconvenient to even be here the second time, it wasn't worth all the pain and trauma. As I looked at the road, I saw peace that finally set it. Everything looks more lighter, happier, if it even can look like that. I heard Alice call for me and after a few second I quickly went it, the door closing automatically.

The inside of the house was the same as Wanda's, it sent shivers down my spine. It's simply creepy. I looked around, trying not to touch anything. The mirror before me caught my attention, I look the same as I did in the hex. Now THAT is creepy. As I lose myself in my thoughts, I hear such a familiar voice. That's definetly not wierd. I thought to myself. It is probably just Billy's memories. Of course they are, it couldn't be anything else.

"Finally, you guys showed up. I've been wondering wether you will even make it." That voice. I could recognise it anywhere. But it was wierd that it had a certain sweetness to it, as if nothing ever happened.

I turn around and see the redhead I loved but despised so much. Seeing her brought back some crazy memories, ones I thought I had lost long ago. She looks directly at me, her smile big and her look regretful. What wouldn't I do to go back to that day and be her mentor, I could've saved her sanity, saved her. Maybe she wouldn't have killed all those people, she could've been a hero that I knew she wanted to be.

"Don't regret it. I don't hate you, Agatha." Her voice piercing trough my ears. The voice is a bit hoarse but still the same as three years ago. How did she read my mind? Did I really let my guards down? I look at her blankly, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, I remember that Billy is her son, how did that slip my mind? Is this the affect that she has on me?
"Wanda, while it is nice to see you, how are you even here? I mean, you are supposed to be dead."I shoot her my famous smile, trying to act nonchalant around her. I am scared, I'll admit that. Meeting the Scarlet Witch in the flesh wasn't something to dream about. It was something to fear.

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Let me know if you like this change! If you do, I'll start re-writing past chapters.

What do you think will happen in Billy's trial?:)

P.S. i know the chapters have A LOT of mistakes in them but I will fix them later on.