Aria sat on the edge of the couch in the late hours of the morning as the sun streamed in through the large window and the TV murmured in the background. Her head was in her hands as she tried to process all that the woman had said the night before.
"You're a witch." What's that even supposed to mean? Aren't witches just some stupid myth made for Halloween and scary stories? There was no way that she was a witch. She was just a child.
And if it was somehow possible, why didn't her mother tell her? She had to know, right?
All this was far too overwhelming for the young girl. She couldn't understand any of it. Why did this have to happen to her? She should have been out playing with other kids in the neighbourhood, but instead, she was finding out more about herself by the minute.
Not only that, but, the woman that she trusted to bring into her house, wasn't who she said she was. She wasn't the nosy neighbour that spoke too much. Instead, she was a 400-year-old witch by the name of Agatha Harkness.
The only upside to that entire conversation was that she finally understood what was going on in the town. What was going on with her mother, and that she could have the chance to help her and have her life back.
That's all she wanted from the start of this whole mess. It was all too different for the young girl, she didn't know how to deal with it.
Especially now that she knows that the entire incident a year ago wasn't just a coincidence, but her first experience with her powers.
Agnes—or Agatha said that Wanda had given birth. Aria couldn't understand how that could've happened, especially since only two days ago, the woman wasn't even pregnant.
Agatha had gone to the Maximoff's house to try and gain some more information and the family. She didn't tell the young girl the entire plan, but she did say that she was going to help Aria. However, she needed Aria's help to do that.
Aria didn't understand what she meant by that, but she did know that she made a promise to herself at the start of this mess that she was going to do whatever she could to free her mother. Aria wasn't going to stop until she and her mother were safe.
Agatha let Aria stay at her house last night, mainly because it was late, but they both knew that the real reason was that Aria was too scared to go home and face her mother in that state again.
It had been a few days, and Agatha already felt a deep care for the young girl. She didn't understand why, since she usually wouldn't look at a kid twice.
She bit a child before, for goodness sake. But for some reason, she would never imagine laying a hurtful hand on the young girl that she invited into her home.
Aria couldn't understand the comfort she felt toward the women, either. It was like they were drawn to each other. Like something connected them. Something that reminded them of someone they cared about.
Occasionally, Agatha's demeanour would change from cold and uncaring, to strangely interested in the young girl at a simple thing that Aria would do.
Despite the woman's obvious disinterest most of the time, Aria felt strangely safe around her.
No random person would help a little girl through a panic attack, would they?
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Only an hour later, Aria heard the front door open, followed by Agatha walking into the house with a small dog in her hands.
"Why do you have a dog?" Aria asked, confusion evident in the young girl's tone and face.
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❧𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡❧ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐂𝐔
Hayran Kurgu"Sunshine mixed with a little hurricane," •••• 9-year-old Aria Torres - known to most as Ari, lived a peaceful life before everything that happened. Her days were filled with school, friends, and family dinners. That was until an avenger entered to...
