Agathario - centuries of love

Part 1

1693  - Salem - Agatha's POV

The energy tingles through my body, a mixture out of power and adrenaline. As I come to a rest the world seems to be crashing down over me; all the emotions, all the pain. The noise inside my head reaches a point where I can't do anything more than cry out loud to diverge the thunder rumbling inside me. I crash down right where I have left the dead bodies of my coven, my mother's corpse right along them. I don't want to cry but the tears are already streaming down my face, not because I am sad that they are dead, but because everything feels too much. I hear their cries,  I feel their pain, their absorbed powers feel foreign. I had done it before and just like the first time, I couldn't control any of it. Once they started to shoot me with their powers mine took over and pulled every last drop of life out of them. And just like last time, I fled the scene trying to cover up my tracks, but this time there was too much power surging through me to stay sane. The weight of many hundred years lived pressed down on me, pushing me downwards and backwards towards the place of accident. 

"Are you okay?" I hear a voice behind me, turn around and rush backwards towards the edge of the forrest, fleeing whoever interrupted my little meltdown. "Hey, wait!" she is shouting again and I turn around and catch a brunettes light brown eyes. She is staring at me, her head covered with light green hood that hangs over her shoulders. The green dress she is wearing is embroidered and has ribbons of patterns I cannot make out over the distance seperating us. "Who are you?" I shout, hiding behind the tree right next to me. "Rio" she answers and as I take another look she seems to have come closer a few steps. "What do you want from me, Rio?" I ask and step out of the shadow the tree casts over the clearing. "Nothing. I am here for the others" she says bluntly and motions towards the corpses lying around. She seems to giggle as she turns around and moves towards one of the dead witches. "What are you doing with them?" I ask and move in closer, following her around the clearing. "I collect their souls" she says as she turns with a devilish smile on her face. She once again motions to the dead bodies and asks "Did you do this?". She asks it in a way that is not accusing or taunting but in a way that seems genuinely curious. "I cannot control it! I did not meant to do it" I plead trying to convince her of my innocence and inability. She moves in closer, resting her right hand on my shoulder. "Don't you dare feel guilty about your talent. You survived like witches had been doing for centuries. Your powers kept you alive. That's what makes you special. That's what makes you a witch!" I look up right into her eyes. "I've been watching you. The trail of bodies you leave behind" "I am so sorry, I really did not meant to" I start but she shush me by placing her index finger on my mouth. "Don't you dare apologize. You had every reason to use your powers against them, against your mother." My eyes lock with hers and for the first time I feel actually seen. "I have to go now, but I know that I will be back soon" she smiles, pulls her hood lower over her face and turns around. I reach out and grab her hand, holding her back from moving too far out of my reach. "How do we meet again? Can you teach me to use my powers?" I start but she interrupts me straight away. "Agatha! Sweetheart" she starts, her voice deep and growling, but caring at the same time. "You'll figure it out how we meet again. About the other thing, I have no time right now, there are other bodies that need my attention first" "But when you are back you will help me control it?" I interrupt her and once again I see her smile as she nods. I drop her hand and my eyes follow her every step she takes away from where I am standing. She pulls out her dagger, seems to rip through the walls of reality and disappears from the opening. For a long moment I just stare at the place Rio used to be and then take a deep breath, feeling the fresh night air flow into my lungs, revitalizing my body. "We'll meet again, then" I say into the darkness and get ready to leave the opening behind for good.