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Months have passed and the world was still going to end. The witches were powerful and filled with intelligence yet 'the dream' was still about to happen.
"C'mon, it's been 5 fucking months and the fucking world is still going to end! We don't even know when it's going to happen! It could happen right now! What the fuck have you witch bitches been doing these past months?" Mike yelled at y/n who was gathered around her desk with notes scattered all around her.
"Oh fuck, then you fucking try solving this shit! We are doing our best! Do you know how hard it is to fucking solve this shit? To figure out how the hell we're suppose to stop the world from ending? To fucking figure out what the hell even is 'the dream'? Because it sure as hell isn't fucking easy!" y/n yelled back at the boy.
"Yeah, Mike relax. She's trying really fucking hard." Max spoke handing y/n a cup of coffee. "Be fucking thankful."
"Well if she were to be 'trying her best' then she would have figured it all out!" Mike groaned.
"You know what? Fuck you! Day and night I'm up , trying to solve this shit! Day and fucking night! I haven't had decent sleep in months! I haven't seen decent sunlight in months! For fucks sake I fucking stopped going to school for this shit! I do everything while you're up in paradise, fucking sleeping for 8 hours, going to fucking school, doing nothing but hanging out with your girlfriend!" y/n screamed. "I do a lot of shit! And I don't get appreciated for shit! All you ever do is fucking yell at me! A simple 'thanks' would make my fucking day! And if I get more shit from you or your fucking girlfriend, I will stop this all! I will get the fuck out of here and let the fucking world end! Do you fucking understand? Because I do have the power of resurrection and I will be the only shitting person who will live, and I will see all your fucking dead bodies, and I will not fucking resurrect you! And don't you dare say that I'm not capable of that, but you don't fucking know shit about me! And I will do it if I keep getting shit!"
Everyone looked at y/n , who now had tears in her eyes. They now realized how broken she was, she had gotten skinnier, big bags were seen under her eyes, and a big mess was seen all over her room. They only stared at her, that was until Max came towards her and hugged her.
"You know I love you right? And I'm thankful for everything you're doing. I love you a lot." Max comforted the girl.
"Maybe you could take a break. We should go out and get ice cream or something." Will suggested.
"Yeah! Let's go get ice cream." Dustin smiled.
"Great idea!" Lucas grinned.
y/n wiped her tears away , hugging Max one more time. Max smiled and helped y/n get up. As everyone walked out of y/n's room. Max then grabbed her hand and intertwined it with y/n's.
After laughs and ice cream , y/n noticed something odd. She looked up at the sky and noticed that the moon was turning a light shade of red. not only that but groups of crows were all over, and the sky had turned red.
"Shit! Shit! Shit!" y/n yelled as she handed Max her ice cream. y/n then pulled out a small notebook from her back pocket of her shorts. She opened it up and scanned through the pages, landing on one specific page, where the caption read 'the moon'. y/n's eyes widened.
"What? What's going on?" Max asked.
"We're running out of time." y/n whispered. "Shit." y/n then ran away from the group.
"Where are you going?!" Will yelled expecting an answer from the girl, yet getting nothing from her.
y/n ran to a big house , the coven. A place in which all the local witches would gather, and practice their powers and spells. y/n opened the gate and ran in. She opened the door with her telekinesis, entering the big place, finding all the witches gathered in the living room.
"We're running out of time." y/n breathed out.
"Yeah no shit." Madison, a witch bitch spoke.
Cordelia the supreme of all the witches rolled her eyes. "y/n you must travel back in time. I figured out who 'the dreamer' is. You must stop him from falling asleep before midnight."
"How do you know who he is? What if our calculations are wrong?" y/n sighed.
"Your fucking calculations don't matter." Madison took a puff of her cigarette.
"I will not hesitate to shove that fucking cigarette up your fucking vagina, witchy bitchy." y/n growled.
"Stop it. Madison shut your mouth, stop being a prick , don't you see the world is about to end?" Zoe, an intelligent witch said.
"So will you do it? You're the only one who could possibly stop this all." Cordelia ignored all the nonsense.
y/n looked at her and took a deep breath. "Yes , I'm ready to do it."
"it's called tempus infinituum. it's a gift that some witches have, and we do believe that you may have it." mrtyle grabbed a spell book.
"it's where a witch has the ability to change past events." cordelia added.
"are you saying this bitch can travel through time?" madison asked.
"but there's a catch, not only are there no documented cases of a witch successfully executing this power, but the tales of those who tried all end in death." mrtyle said, catching everyone's attention.
y/n anxiously looked at mrytle who finished filling up the bathtub with water, cordelia then put her hand on her shoulder. y/n wore a red dress, something to make her stand out.
mrytle grabbed the spell book while cordelia helped y/n get in the bathtub.
"close your eyes, take a deep breath. let my voice guide you." mrtyle said. "in order to achieve this feat, you must place yourself in a different state of mind, so shed your ego, disengage from this realm. place yourself in 1984."
cordelia looked over at y/n who laid in the water, her eyes shut. "balneum infinitum. dona salui conductus. balneum infinitum. dona salui conductus. balneum infinitum."
the light of the candles then began to flicker. "dona salui conductus. balneum infinitum. dona salui conductus." mrtyle continued say the spell.
"it's working." cordelia whispered as she heard the room echo around the spell.
the water then began to boil, cordelia than put her hand on y/n's shoulder, putting her underwater. y/n gasped as she went underwater, disappearing from the room.
[ again , i'm sorry. it go too long , and mike wasn't there a lot. but i'll write a part three to this later ]