Moon Phases (Agatha Harkness X Fem!Reader)

Chapter XVI.

Once again, and as it was expected, arguments soon arose between the coven members. Yet through those arguments, confessions quickly came to light.

The fact that Alice recognised those markings forced them to expose one of her deepest secrets.

"I thought it was me, that it's my fault that I can't keep a job, that everything I touch turns to shit, that I couldn't save her", she confessed, refusing to meet any of your gazes. "I convinced myself they were birthmarks. Even though she had the same ones, "

Jen seemed to connect the dots the fastest. "Wait, are we talking about a generational curse?"

You held back a groan the best you could, and all that was heard from you was a forced sigh.

Generational curses were the worst of the curses, and you had been lucky to avoid them in your prolonged life. They were almost impossible to break, their bases so dark it was almost supernatural in terms of power.

While the tensions between the group intensified, you felt a sharp, acute pain coming from both your shoulders.

With a loud gasp, you leaned forward, eyes wide open as you felt as if someone had touched a torch right on your skin.

You could not help but hiss and close your eyes momentarily, trying not to let this pain make you lose focus or have you on the ground.

Once was enough, your pride would not let you fall victim to it again, let alone let it make you kneel.

"Fuck", you cursed as you opened your eyes, pressing your teeth against one another and watched Alice rush your way.

To her surprise, you lifted your hand and motioned for her not to approach, confusing their group.

Mastering all the self-control you had, you brought your free hand, placed it on the shoulder, burned the most, and started to chant something under your breath.

White magic was barely noticeable beneath your hand, but a few seconds later, of you constantly repeating some sort of mantra, you felt free of the pain, and you could breathe again.

Panting faintly, you looked at your audience; only two were not utterly surprised by your actions. The rest were both curious and slightly suspicious.

"How did you do that?" Alice asked, not expecting to have another protection witch in the group.

"Anti-curse spell. Works on the caster only," you explained, not daring to check your skin for any marks.

You would deal with them later when you would be free of any trial-related danger.

Jen narrowed her eyes. "An anti-curse spell powerful enough to keep away a generational curse?" She asked rhetorically, clearly not believing you.

You had been honest on that part, feeling no need to lie. You had to give it to Jen for not settling for the breadcrumbs you had just given them.

However, now it was not the time to go into depth about how you made such a spell work.

Thankfully for you, the trial or the curse was furious with your little trick and chose to attack a different coven member... Teen.

However, this time, there was no burning sensation or anything mystical.

No, this time, something invisible hit the boy with so much force that it sent him flying.

You gasped and placed your hands in front of your mouth as you saw Teen being thrown mid-air, smashing through the two-way mirror glass of the recording booth and landing outside, right in the control room.