Moon Phases (Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader)

Chapter XV.

After your little talk with Rio, you wandered around the room, watching everyone as you went.

You could see that Alice was uncomfortable being around, trying not to touch anything, while nostalgia was hidden behind her round red-tinted glasses.

Your attention went mostly to Lilia, who had returned to the main room shaken. You swore she could be on the verge of tears. Glancing behind her, you faintly noticed certain paintings on the wall depicting witches burning at the stake.

Lilia was the oldest of you all, you knew that much. You suspected she had bad memories from the trials and felt sympathetic once you theorised she must have lost friends that way.

Considering her prophetic abilities, you could not comprehend how outcast she must have felt back then.

As you gathered in the main room, you realized two people were missing... Agatha and Rio.

Narrowing your eyes faintly, you were about to go find them when the speakers got activated. You heard clearly what was supposed to be the conversation between the two witches coming from the outer part of the recording booth.

"I get the pleasure of watching you do what you do best." Rio's voice was heard over the PA.

Agatha's followed next. "Which is?"

"Kill all the witches around you. One by one."

"Then what?"

"You get your power, and I get my bodies."

Agatha gasped loudly. "Hey! That's my coven you're talking about. I'm m not that kind of witch anymore."

Immediately, the three witches rushed towards the booth; the clerk was furious with what they had just heard.

You trailed back, hesitant to follow your rushing emotions and thoughts.

Something was not right, and you knew it.

Agatha had tried to frame Rio, perhaps to make the coven mistrust her or to make herself sound better and regain some of their confidence in her.

You were not sure.

What you were sure about was Agatha's gasp and last words. That specific gasp and tone were fake, an overdramatic reaction, a mere acting moment to make others buy it.

You remained further back from the group but close enough to ensure no one would be throwing hands anytime soon.

Their arguments were loud in your ears, but then a different sound reached you. Like nails against a blackboard, as a pin dragged against the glass...

The background is demonic and loud noise seems to strike deep into your magical core and even in your mind, causing you ingratiating pain.

Before you knew it, you were on your knees, hands pressed tightly against your ears in a futile attempt to block the noise. You made no sound, but by the way, you bit your bottom lip, it was evident you were in pain.

The rest of the coven had similar reactions, with some, like Alice and Jen, reacting strongly, yet not to the level you did.

Rio was the one least bothered, and Teen tried his best not to react. While he was busy explaining, he played a record backwards, causing all this.

While everyone was fighting against it, it was Agatha who dared to act.

She was the first to see you on your knees, trying hard to block the sound from driving you mad, and he knew that face of yours... the face when you were in pain.