Sinful

dimensions

+Quick note: first of all, hello, sorry  for taking so long. Second, do you have any other character you'll like me to write a fanfic about? it doesn't have to be from american horror story, I'm just curious, please let me know.

Now enjoy:

Two weeks later and Madison was now doing fine, even if she didn't want to recognize it, she was a better person this time. Something weird to say for a Satanist, but even without the witches giving her a "purpose" Madison was really taking this new chance to improve and have some fun after being locked in hell for so long.

As for what she knew about Cordelia, it was something I had already guessed would be a possibility if she survived and ever come to try and defeat Michael. But we would be fine, Madison and I had been practising magic together, and as much as I liked practicing with Michael, for the first time I had a girl friend, and someone to share magic with, the same type of magic... or something close to it.

When I was at the academy Madison was in hell, all the girls there were bitches and I didn't choose to go there by myself, but this time, I had a lot of fun practicing with her. She told me she was actually feeling welcome and happy here. Contrary to me, I had been feeling a little ill this days, but nothing major.

"Michael says he wants to see you, both of you" Mead proclaimed as she entered the room, Madison and I tried to hide all the mess we'd made, but we weren't fast enough. There was dirt and water everywhere.

I taught her how to do some spells involving the elements, like Michael showed me, and Madison figured out by herself how she could manipulate earth, kind of, and that was why this room was now a muddy mess.

"We're coming" I said giving Meade an apologetic smile, trying to turn away from her reprimanding look.

"Hey, Meade, could you clean this? just add some soap and voila!" And there she was, the bitchy Madison again.

"Leave Meade alone, unless you want Michael to kick your ass" I warned her, with my powers I tried to clean as much as I could and then told Madison that I'll see her at Michael's office, after we had changed our damped dresses.

I definitely liked the sanctuary fashion over the outpost one, we still wore dresses, and some did resemble the victorian style, but here I had lots and lots of different designs to choose from. 

I chose a beautiful deep green dress, the light skirt flowed around me and was adorned with black embroidered constellations. The corset dresses were a little uncomfortable for me at the moment.

Madison suddenly appeared behind me, my loud scream made her laugh as I had a hand on my chest, I could feel the rough edges of the mark under my touch, I could almost always forget it was there, until I caught someone staring at it, or I touched it, just like now.

"What the hell are you doing?!"

"Relax grandma, I was just wondering what was taking you so long, so I decided to show up" Madison explained

"I don't want anything, let's just go", "freak" I mumbled under my breath

"heard you puppy" Madison said. I was getting used to the nick name, even if I wasn't the biggest fan.

We decided to walk, and unfortunately made ourselves known as we waited outside Michael's office, our loud voices and ridiculous arguments had earned more than one annoyed look and eye rolls.

We were laughing at something Madison told me about her old movie star life, to be fair, she was a mess and could make any situation turn into chaos, so her stories were always the best. Someone clearing their throat made us turn to Michael's office door, and we both tried to compose ourselves as Michael watched from the frame of the door with a raised eyebrow.