A Twisted Fate

Boy Parts Pt. 2

Madison and Zoe pulled into an empty parking lot and walked over to one of the doors. Zoe followed confused about both the reason for the visit and the place.

"I was suppose to play a cat burgler in a movie once, but the funding fell through. But not before I learned how to do this. Hold that," said Madison pulling two metal rods out of her bag and managed to unlock the door. "Come."

Entering the building Madison turned on the lights as Zoe looked around in confusion. The Morgue.

"Madison, what the hell are we doing here?" asked Zoe as Madison moved further into the building.

"I'm gonna pay you and Mel back," answered Madison.

"Pay us back? For what?" asked Zoe before Madison turned to her.

"I know what you guys did for me, dealing with those assholes. So, I'm gonna return the favor," smiled Madison pulling a rolled up paper from her bag and grinning at Zoe as she handed it to her. "Stole it out of Foxxy's stash."

"It's in latin. What is this?" asked Zoe.

"Resurrection spell. We're gonna bring your boyfriend back to life," grinned Madison taking the paper back. Opening the door to the freezer where the boys were Madison looked around. "Oh shit. I guess that crash was even worse than I thought."

Zoe looked around before seeing Madison begin to unzip one of the body bags, "No, don't."

Hearing Zoe gasp Madison looked at the dismembered body parts in the bag, "He's still kind of cute though."

"Madison!" scolded Zoe not being able to look at the bodies. "I'm so glad Melinda wasn't here for this."

"Let's start trying to figure out where everything goes," said Madison looking at all the parts.

"Let's please just get out of here," pleaded Zoe making Madison turn to her.

"Zoe, look around this room. Ok, what do you see?" asked Madison as Zoe cried lightly.

"Tragedy," stated Zoe.

"I see potential," stated Madison looking around. "Look, nice legs over here. A great set of guns. I wonder if he's a shower or a grower."

"What's your point, Madison!" demanded Zoe.

"We take the best boy parts, attach them to Kyle's head, and we make the best boyfriend," offered Madison.

"Is this just a joke to you?" accused Zoe angrily.

"No! It's a challenge. All we have to do is follow this recipe," said Madison bringing out the spell again. As Zoe looked at the spell Madison moved back over to the back wall removing the cover of one of the bodies and turned to Zoe, "Find me a saw."

"This can't be real," sighed Melinda looking through the papers Fiona had shown her as she sat in her room dressed to her style, no one was going to bother her today. "This can't be true."

Papers upon papers were spread across her desk. Genealogy and tests, history, stories... How had Fiona even come to acquire half of these things. To be born of a witch from Salem wasn't exactly rare or impossible. It was to be born of a Salem witch ancestor and with blood of a Nephilim. A rare blood mixture indeed. Because of the dark magic of the Salem witches, angel blood was never able to mix. Children with that bloodline would more than likely die before their time, many before the age of ten. To reach adulthood and have the bloodline was near impossible.

It was why she had survived. Why she ceased aging after 17. Why even after all the terrible things around her, she still found the light. Looking over the papers once more, she quickly took her keys and grabbed her helmet and rode off to see Marie Laveau.