Before death by a thousand cuts

Who's not afraid of little old me?

I hope you'll enjoy this, let me know what you think, even if you think this is dumb and doesn't make sense, I want this to be fun for me and you, the reader.

"Leave me alone!" Agatha shouted at the two disgruntled men following her through the woods. She had met them in a bar, they tried to flirt with her, it was a wasted effort, she was far from interested, but they were stubborn. The fools believed they were clever for 'luring' her into the woods, where they thought she would be on her own, and powerless against them. "Come on, fair woman, give us a chance, we're nice men" one of them shouted back at her. Agatha kept walking until she was far away enough from any eyes and ears, she abruptly stopped walking and turned around towards the men. She looked at them with pity, they actually believed their words had had their desired effect on her. Agatha smiled as she blasted them. A powerful expression covered her face, she had never taken a life before, but she knew these two deserved it, not for bugging her but for what she was sure they had done to others. When she was done with them, she took a moment to take in what she had just done. Suddenly an intriguingly beautiful woman dressed in black appeared. Agatha immediately felt inexplicably drawn to her. "Who are you?" Agatha inquired, her voice not hiding her interest. The unknown woman looked at Agatha "My name is Rio Vidal...I am death" the woman answered with a bit of hesitation, people usually ran away from her when she revealed her identity, but Agatha didn't. She met her gaze, "My name is Agatha Harkness" she said. She felt an intense desire to know more about her. She wasn't stupid, she knew she probably should be afraid of Death standing before her, any rational person would be, but looking into her eyes, she didn't feel scared, she felt seen, for the very first time in her life. Rio wondered why this beautiful woman was not afraid of her like everyone else, it sparked an interest in her, but she had a job to do, reluctantly she went, but not before smiling at Agatha "goodbye" she said, thinking she'd never see her again.

Agatha wasn't the same after that day, the other witches in her coven barely noticed it. She couldn't stop thinking about Death after their encounter. She wasn't sure why, what it was about her that was so...magnetic. It was too bad she didn't have a single confidant around her, because Death was all she wanted to talk about, how beautiful, and not scary she was, and how she made Agatha feel, but she had no one to talk to. All she wanted was to see her again, she wanted to feel what she felt with her again, but she didn't know how that would be possible. After a week of being absentminded, someone in the coven started to notice. One day Willow, a witch of similar age and status to her, approached Agatha, lost in thoughts about Rio, "Agatha?" she said. Startled, Agatha replied in a hostile tone "What?" unaffected by her tone, Willow sat down next to her. "I'm concerned about you; you have been acting...differently, for a while now, has something happened?" a moment passed, Agatha knew she couldn't tell the truth about that day that changed everything, she wouldn't understand. But Agatha knew that if she didn't give her something, Willow's concerns would only grow stronger, and she couldn't have that. "The truth is...I know I'm ready to learn about my powers, how to...control them, I feel it, I'm ready, and I want to, but no one will teach me, and I don't know what to do" Agatha explained. It wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the whole truth either. Willow put her hand on Agatha's shoulder as a means of comfort, she wanted to shrug it off, but controlled herself. "Look, i understand, but you must remember, your mother knows what's best for you, and if she believes you are not ready to learn those things yet, you must trust her gut" Willow said as if that were any consolation. "You're right, you are absolutely right. There is no one wiser than my mother, she'll know when I'm ready, I must trust her. Thank you, Willow," Agatha said in her most convincing voice. Willow smiled, patted Agatha's shoulder "you're welcome, Agatha" she said, and left. After that interaction Agatha felt herself sink deeper into the hole of loneliness in which she had lived her whole life. She knew she wanted out; she didn't want to feel it anymore. In that moment she knew she had to find a way to see Rio.

Later Agatha found herself back at the bar where she had been harassed. She was looking for similarly disgusting men, it didn't take long until she found one. A tall dark-haired man putting moves on a visibly uncomfortable, and way too young girl. Agatha moved towards them; she prepared to put on her best performance. "Hi there!" she interrupted the conversation, the man looked up at her, visibly irritated "we're talking here" he said. Agatha glanced over at the scared young girl "mm bet you are, but what do you say you ditch the kid and come with me" she said in a low and alluring tone, the man's facial expression shifted "where to?" he asked, looking her up and down, "somewhere private" she replied walking backwards, telling the man to follow her with her eyes. They walked through the woods together, the man grabbed Agatha by the face and kissed her, she played along, though she very much wanted to slap him in the face for touching her, "no, no not yet" she said as she pushed him away as gently as she could. He groaned "how much longer must i wait?" he asked, "until we're deep in the woods enough, so no one will hear" she replied and kept walking, pleased with her answer, he followed her. A good 15 minutes passed until she found the perfect spot, she didn't know what it was about it, but it felt right to her. "This is it" she said "finally" he growled, as he grabbed her and kissed her hard. She laughed into the kiss as she used all of her strength to properly push him off of her. She reveled in the confused expression on his face before she blasted and killed him. Agatha looked around frantically, searching for Rio. After a few moments, Death appeared, along with a wide smile on Agatha's face. Rio couldn't help but crack a smile either, though she was somewhat confused, she hadn't expected to see Agatha again. "I-I'm glad to see you again" Rio said, making Agatha feel as though there were butterflies going wild in her stomach. "Me too, I've been thinking about you since we met, and I had to see you again..." she looked down at the dead man lying between them "I didn't know another way; I hope this isn't an inconvenience for you" Agatha said "You've been thinking about me?" Rio asked, shyly, which she's never been before, Agatha met her eyes and smiled, which they both understood to mean 'yes'. "Have you been thinking about me?" Agatha asked in return "Without interruption" Rio quickly replied, she smiled watching Agatha blush. After another moment of eye contact passed, Rio's mind snapped back into reality "I have to take care of this" she looked down at the corpse, Agatha nodded in disappointed agreement. "I wish i could stay...with you, Agatha. But this is my job" she paused for a moment "It was really good to see you" she said and prepared to leave, when Agatha disrupted "Come see me again!" Rio looked at her "Tonight, meet me, right here." Agatha continued, before Rio could say anything, she said what Rio couldn't resist "Please, I can't explain it, but I feel something when I'm with you, something I've never felt before, and couldn't possibly put into words, and I... I think you might feel it too...Rio, please." a brief moment passed, yet, to Agatha, it felt like an eternity. "I'll be here at midnight" Death said, and just like that, she was gone.

Hope you enjoyed this, I'll try to get the next part out as soon as possible, school is pretty crazy right now, but I'll do my best. I'm really excited about this story, I love writing it and coming up with their backstory, it keeps me sane.