Black Magic Women

14

Mary had tried to hate Zelda with such a passion that it would destroy the blooming seed of love growing in her soul. Love wasn't something to be associated with the mother of demons. She hated and she murdered people mercilessly, not loved them. That's what she was best at.

She wouldn't change. Never. And she'd never disappoint the Dark Lord, her savior, again. She'd complete her mission and forget about Zelda Spellman on her way back to join the Dark Lord and reign at his side.

The spark, Zelda had lit, had died down again and she had forbidden her heart any right to have a say in this. She didn't need her emotions, she never had. She had always been a cold hearted bitch and she was damn good at it.

She had made her way to the restaurant, unsure of how to handle the situation. She hated Zelda for making her feel insecure, something she had never really been until then. While she had done a good job at stripping her soul off many emotions, she didn't know what would happen when she'd lay eyes on the ginger witch.

She had count on her ability to ignore feelings and emotions perfectly but she had learned quickly that when it came to Zelda, nothing was easy.

Mary sat in front of the restaurant, waiting for more than twenty minutes already. First Zelda forced this date upon her and then she was stood up by her. Her annoyance increased by the second and she felt the longing to kill one of the many innocent humans walking by.

With every passing second her self-control kept losing the battle until she felt pure blood thirst. How long had it been since she had last feasted on male flesh? A week? It had been way too long and she felt truly hungry. She hadn't noticed it before, too busy with her dilema.

She regreted not eating anything as her uncontrolable hunger proved to be a challenge as she saw Zelda walk towards her.

There was no turning back now. She had to pull through even if it meant being a high danger to every human in the damn room. What a great day to be... well herself.

"Hello there," Zelda said and offered no explanation as to why she was late.

"I said seven not whatever pleases you," Mary growled, trying to distract herself from the sensation that could make her snap any minute now.

"Somebody's grumpy today. Well it's called fashionably late and we all know I care about my appearance," she teased, sensing Mary's uneasiness.

"Not grumpy, just hungry," Mary sad and looked around them, desperately trying to pull herself together. The smell of male fumes were driving her insane and she cursed herself for being so forgetful. Her head started hurting pretty bad and the noises were distracting pretty much all of her other senses.

"Then let's go in and grab something to eat," Zelda suggested and worried about the pained expression on Mary's face. She sensed that the other witch wasn't feeling too well and hoped t wouldn't impact their fast date in a bad way.

She wanted it to be perfect, worrying about the future if it turned out any other way.

"No, I need you now," Mary said, knowing she'd snap and kill the first man she'd lay eyes on if she didn't leave immediately. Zelda's confusion was written across her face and she was taken by surprise when Mary wrapped her arms around her petite body and the lack of noises and tingling of magic on her skin indicated that Mary had teleported them into her house.

She didn't have time to be disappointed as Mary crashed her lips against hers, pulling her as close as possible. Relieved that she had managed to restrain from killing in front of Zelda, Mary only knew one way to stop the hunger.

It had always been her curse. She pushed Zelda backwards and brought her off balance. Zelda had felt her body move and lost her balance, grabbing Mary as a last way of preventing a fall. With a hard bang, her head connected with the hard concrete and Zelda felt the breath being knocked out of her lungs.

She felt dizzy and there were tears threatening to spill. It was a beautiful pain that was only intensified by the sharp pain of Mary's bones crashing into her already bruised body. She moaned in pain and this time it was her that crashed her lips into Mary's hungrily.

The disappointment about their failed date, already forgotten. She rolled them over and tried to pin Mary underneath her but the angry hiss she received should have been warning enough. Mary rolled them over again, their bodies hitting ths shelf carelessly.

"Ouch," Mary squealed as a book hit her head but didn't let it distract her from attacking Zelda's lips mercilessly. She pulled on her lower lip until she drew blood and licked it off seductively. Zelda ignored the stinging pain and concentrated on the growing desire in the pit of her stomach.

She didn't want to stop Mary, too far lost in her desire but she felt that something was off. She had the feeling that they weren't alone and so she turned her head to the side and looked into the face of her sister, who was seated on the couch.

With a shriek she shoved Mary off herself and tried to compose herself to the best of her abilities, not letting the embarrassment show.

"What in Satan's name?" Mary asked as she landed on the cold floor.

She had been so lost in her need to feast on something, in that situation the high she got from having sex, that she didn't notive the intruder in her home until she heard Hilda say, "Sorry to interrupt but we have a slight problem."

Zelda, who tried to remain some kind of dignity, was down from, her high the second she had seen Hilda's worried expression.

"What's wrong?" Zelda asked and hurried towards her sister, forgetting about her shame and oblivious to Mary's growl. The brunette was fighting against her instincts and she was slowly losing it. She needed to do something about it.

"While you were clearly enjoying yourself, I have tried to calm down our niece, who by the way is freaking out," Hilda said and Mary was about to yawn from boredome when she finally came back to her senses and felt the suffocating sorrow break lose over Greendale.

For a moment she felt like she couldn't breathe, the emotion too overwhelming.

"What happened?" Zelda asked, completely forgetting where they were as her instincts kicked in. Her niece had to be protected at all costs.

"The mine... There was an accident. Harvey made it barely out alive but his brother... he is trapped in there. It doesn't look too good," Hilda said and Mary's lips formed a smirk, the anger about the interruption far gone.

She was sure it had been magic that had caused the accident. She smelled it lingering in the air. That someone, who had cast the spell, had made her job easier and was worth the interruption.

"We need to be there for her," Zelda said and withing seconds they were out the door and Mary found herself smiling from ear to ear. This could turn out to be easier than she had thought.

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I'm sorry for the wait but I wrote a 70 page book for Christmas in the past two days and it was truly insane. Not that I have it finished I can concentrate on this! There will be lots to come.