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"Oh dark father, we offer this flesh up to you, blood, life, and all

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"Oh dark father, we offer this flesh up to you, blood, life, and all."
"Get the hell off of me!"
"Jesus Sabrina relax,"
The four witches took off their masks.
"We're just messing with you."
Madison grinned.
"That wasn't nice Madi."
Mickey sighed, placing the black hat back on his head.
"Holy shit you are-"
"Madison and Michelangelo Montgomery, movie stars."
The blonde twins smirked.
"Shit. When's the last time you two made a movie?"
Queenie laughed.
"Probably the last time a guy paid any attention to you."
Mickey smirked.
"Hi, I'm Nan."
"Zoe."
The skinny brunette girl mumbled, holding her knees to her chest.
"Queenie."
The witches introduced themselves to the new girl.
"So bored now."
Madison sighed.
"So, is this all of you?"
Zoe asked.
"At the moment,"
Mickey turned to see Cordelia entering the room.
"Cordelia Foxx, headmistress. Alright girls, and boy, there's a van full of groceries that needs unloading. I'll show Zoe to her room, then we meet for midday gathering."
Cordelia instructed the witches, and the warlock.
"Let's go."

"We're a dying breed her Zoe. Many of the families who knew they carried the bloodline made a choice not to reproduce."
"So what's a supreme?"
Zoe asked, Madison rolling her eyes at the girl.
"An average witch is born with few natural gifts. But in each generation there is one who embodies countless gifts. Some say, all of them."
"I already posses two."
Mickey grinned, Cordelia giving him a soft smile.
"Are you the supreme?"
Zoe asked Cordelia, making the other girls laugh.
"No. I'm like you. Just a witch, and a teacher. I'm here to help you identify with your gifts, and teach you how to control them."
"She means oppress them."
Mickey scoffed, glaring at Queenie.
"Not suppression. Control."
"She thinks it's still the 1600s."
Madison snickered alongside her twin.
"Back then our kind understood the dangers."
"I'm sorry Cordelia, I'm not listening to this speech again."
Mickey sighed, ignoring the woman's calls for him to come back.
The boy hurried up to his and Madison's shared room, quickly pulling out a cigarette and putting it between his teeth.
The burning in his lungs oddly calming to the boy.

"Hey, Jeeves, can I get some iceberg lettuce with a side of blue cheese?"
Madison asked Spalding, Mickey snorting from beside her.
"Girl, be nice to Spalding, poor bastard ain't got no tongue."
Queenie glared.
"Is that true Jeeves? Were you using that tongue for something wicked?"
Mickey smirked as Madison laughed.
"Maybe he just sucks at going down."
The twins snickered.
"Oh come on Jeeves, show us your stub!"
"Maybe we could put it to use!"
The blondes laughed, bumping their fists together as the butler left.
"So, new girl, what are you in for?"
Madison asked Zoe.
"Her boyfriend."
Nan and Mickey said in sync.
"Nan, shut up before you get your ass in trouble."
Queenie huffed.
"She killed him,"
Mickey continued on with a smirk.
"It was an accident."
Zoe tried to defend.
"Tell us about it, and don't spare the gory details."
Madison grinned.
"So why are you two here?"
"Our agent staged an intervention."
Madison sighed taking a sip of her drink.
"Ever since Madi's drunk and disorderly she gets blamed for a lot of stuff she didn't do."
"But you did it. You killed that man."
Nan told the girl.
"No she didn't. I did."
Mickey grinned, spinning the rings on his fingers.
"We get it bitch, you're clairvoyant."
Madison hissed at her.
"Want to know what happened?"
Mickey rose an eyebrow at Zoe, the girl giving a soft nod.
"This man was being rude to my sister,"
Mickey chuckled darkly.
"So I set him on fire and watched him turn to ash, and she dropped a spotlight on his burning body."
"All he said was 'hit your mark.'"
Queenie shook her head.
"Why don't you just do the world a favor and take an acting class you D-list, botox bimbo-"
Madison threw her hand out, spilling Queenie's soup all over her.
"Feel that Queenie, that's your blood boiling."
Mickey grinned wickedly as the witch began to sweat.
Queenie glared, stabbing herself in the hand.
"Stop it, you bitch!"
Madison screamed, seeing a stab wound appear on her brother's hand.
"Stop what? I don't feel nothing."
"I'm gonna set you on fire in your sleep you fucking bitch!"
Mickey screamed, Zoe flinching at how loud the boy was.
"Stop! You're gonna get in trouble!"
Nan tried to pull the fork away from Queenie.
She did so, only for the witch to put a knife to her throat.
"Do it, you won't."
Mickey chuckled darkly, his eyes ablaze with anger.
"Come on lets take a walk."
Nan tried again to calm Queenie down.
"A walk? Whatever, I'm not hungry anyway."
Queenie stood from the table abruptly.
"Like anyone would believe that."
The blondes laughed wickedly.
"Well that was disturbing. Given the choices around here it looks like you're our new best friend."
Madison smiled kindly at Zoe.
"Do you own any clothes that don't come from the Gap?"
"Not really,"
Zoe shook her head, Mickey taking that time to realize how pretty the girl truly was.
"You can borrow something of Madi's."
Mickey gave her a smile.
"Frat party tonight."

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