Moon Phases (Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader)

Chapter XII.

The slide was muddy, and the water helped you all go down. Eventually, you found yourself lying on your back, almost forming a pile with the rest of the coven.

On a positive note, you were back to your normal clothes, but now they were wet, wet enough to cause you to feel a chill going down your spine.

You pushed some wet strands off your face and groaned faintly at the rough stopping while your body was slowly coming down from the adrenaline rush you had.

"Ugh!" you exclaimed, bringing your torso to a standing position before working to loosen your black tie. You felt as if you did not get enough oxygen with all the stress from the trial.

As you did, you noticed Agatha standing up and trying to walk away, purposely pushing and kicking the others out of her way.

You could only shake your head, and with a sigh, you managed to stand on shaky legs. Careful not to slip on the wet ground, you realised you were back in the forest, though you were unsure if you were at the same point on the road or further down ahead.

Of course, Jen and Agatha had to start bickering again.

"We're alive. We made it through the first test. Everyone is safe." Agatha argued, one hand on her waist.

You were about to agree with her when Teen pointed out something that no one else had done so far.

"Not everyone." He argued, drawing everyone's attention. "Sharon's dead."

It was then you took notice of the laying body of the human woman, spread like a starfish. Her skin was a ghostly white, and her eyes had remained open, forever frozen to whatever image she saw last before death claimed her.

"Oh, no", you exclaimed, not believing you lost someone so early, let alone the poor woman.

A part of you, the more realistic part, expected Sharon would not survive till the end, but it still came as a surprise. At least you knew she was in a better place, or at least you hoped so.

"Who's Sharon?" Agatha exclaimed, and as you stared at her, you could not tell if she was joking or if she was literally that clueless.

You took a threatening step forward. "The human you took with you on this road", you explained, your voice coming colder than she expected while one hand faintly motioned for the corpse next to your feet.

"The human that had no place here, Agatha"
You had remained quiet when you first saw Sharon being dragged by Agatha and even after she came with you through the door. However, you drew a line to innocent lives getting lost.

Agatha hated humans and felt superior to them, and this was one of the few things you often argued about.

Ironically, that was where your nickname had come from. Your respect and kind nature to humans were always seen as something too sweet in her eyes, and eventually, she found that fitting nickname.

Sure, humans prosecuted and burnt your kind, but not all of them were like that. Some were scared, others followed the crowd, and you would be lying if you said there were no witches out there who acted similarly, toying with and harming humans for sadistic purposes.

Agatha looked at you in surprise at your tone, as evidenced by how her lips parted at your words.

She almost felt offended but then scoffed, hiding any sense of vulnerability she might have shown for that moment.

She should not be surprised; you always had a soft spot for humans when the moon was full and you were in a good mood.

Yet she still did not expect such a reaction from you, especially for a woman you had known for only a few hours at most.