summary: cordelia's daughter and michael find their common hate in the witches. michael agrees to help the reader with dark magic and the reader agrees to help him reign in evil.
warnings: smut, graphic violence
word count:1,825
a/n: I feel like I've done this already, so let me know if I have. this imagine is wild.
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It started when the warlocks called a council meeting. You had gone with your mother Cordelia, along with Zoe and Myrtle. The warlocks claimed to have found the first male Supreme. In their words the Alpha. None of you believed it at first. Never once had there ever been a male Supreme, but then you met him. A tall dark prince, Michael Langdon. He had performed the seven wonders and brought Misty Day back while doing so. He was something more powerful than a supreme. And you were attracted by this dark power. When everyone was listening to Stevie Nicks live performance, you found Michael looking down at them. An annoyed expression on his face.
"Guess you're not a big Stevie fan." You tease. He just stares at you, the same expression painted on his face. You thought it was kind of cute causing you to giggle.
"What the fuck do you want?" He aggressively questions you. You couldn't help but think it turned you on a bit.
"I just want help."
"Why would you want to help me?" A little glint of amusement met his eyes.
"I think we have the same interest, Michael. To make it simple, " You walk towards him. Putting your hand on his shoulder you whispered in his ear "You help me with dark magic, and I will help you bring down the coven."
And for what reason will you kill your own coven? Your own mother?" He asks, a smirk forming on his lips. You were quite an interesting person.
"Because that bitch walks around calling herself the Supreme, but has no idea what she's fucking doing. I am ashamed to even be called her daughter." You look over the balcony to see Stevie and Misty dancing. Cordelia looking at them in pure bliss. You knew your mother would trade you for Misty if she had too.
"The warlocks and witches are already sizing up each other. Power hungry like every being on this wretched earth." You turn back to Michael smiling at him. "That is why I want to help you get rid of them. At the same time learn magic that will make me the new Supreme."
