(continuation of my tate and violet fic, called protection.) zoe langdon, daughter of tate langdon and violet harmon, born the next most powerful witch. she arrives in a place where she can control her powers, and rule.
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"You killed him, Madison." Zoe sat in her own bed, her eyes red and puffy from sobbing. A part of her felt guilt, she felt like she could've stopped what happened. Madison of course felt no guilt, so she believed zoe was over reacting.
Madison glared at zoe. "Calm yourself. He would've happily taken a turn on me if he got the chance." Without a doubt, zoe didn't believe that one bit. Not even a smidge.
"He wouldn't have! Me and him were talking," zoe's sentence was stopped by the room filling of Madison's laughter. She was practically mocking zoe.
"You think you now someone so fucking well, when you only had spoken to him for five minutes?" Madison was standing now, lighting a cigarette.
"I would've known him longer if you hadn't KILLED HIM!" Zoe screamed. The smoke that was coming out of Madison's mouth, was going back in. Zoe twisted her fingers together, causing the smoke to bury itself in Madison's lung. Madison started coughing, holding a hand over her chest.
"I'm so disappointed in you." Zoe scoffed. She slammed the door behind her, leaving Madison to choke on smoke and ash. Now that, zoe did not feel any guilt.
- Madison had stopped herself from death, and she felt horrible about what she did. She had strong feelings for zoe, and she had to do something that would make zoe forgive her. Three days had passed, neither of them had talked to eachother. Madison couldn't take it anymore. She saw the news, and about how only one survived. The rest died, and their body parts sat in the morgue. So, there Madison was, going to the morgue. She had looked over a certain dark magic spell, a resurrection spell. She'd use that on kyle, and he'd be alive again. He'd be healthy, and great. At least that's what she believed. Madison opened the doors of the morgue, directing herself to where the body parts would be. She knew he wouldn't be whole. She then heard faint whispering, a familiar voice.
"Unka moba cekna la frena, me trisa le fook."
Madison recognized that sentence, it was a sentence from the spell book. A dark magic, a resurrection spell. Who else would be here to resurrect someone? Madison ducked behind tables, getting closer to the whispering. She saw legs, and the back of a person. The persons hair sitting on their back.
"Zoe?" Madison stood up, coming from behind her hiding spot. Zoe turned around, quietly gasping at Madison, and she saw that Madison had the spell book in hand.
"What are you doing here?" Zoe asked. Madison pointed to Kyle, who's body parts were all together, and a blood circle circled around him.
"I'm assuming the same thing you're doing.." Madison got closer to Kyle, examining what zoe had done. Zoe pushed Madison up against a wall, gripping the top of her sweater shirt.
"You think your so powerful, so strong, so much better than me." Zoe threw Madison up higher against the wall.
"You think of a solution, and I have already done it. I'm always one step ahead of you, and will always be one step ahead of you." Zoe let Madison go, and she went back to Kyle.
"I was trying to make you happy, zoe..I was trying to bring him back for you." Madison whimpered. Zoe sighed, bawling her fists up at her sides.
"Nobody can make me happy, but myself. It will always be that way. Always." Zoe said back. Madison felt defeat, but she wouldn't let go. She never did let go.
"Hope your boy toy comes back." Madison said, walking away.
"Of course he will." Zoe replied. Right then, kyles head shot up. Madison stopped walking, and turned around to zoe and Kyle.
"Holy shit.." Madison whispered. Zoe put her hand onto kyles cheek, caressing it. He flinched at the contact, but didn't fight her off.
"Kyle, do you remember me?" Zoe asked. She looked for an answer in his eyes, but she just saw confusion and pain. So, she lifted him off the table. She held tugged his hand, and she walked slowly because he was struggling to stand. Madison followed behind them both, all the way to Zoe's car. Zoe helped Kyle in the passenger seat, while Madison hopped in the back. Zoe got in the drivers seat, and while driving back to the academy, she took a few glances at Kyle every few minutes. He looked like a helpless toddler, looking for someone to follow.
"Kyle, we're here." Zoe said, unbuckling his and her seatbelts. He didn't even acknowledge that she said his name, he didn't know his own name. Or, he didn't recognize it. She went to his side of the car, and helped him out of it. They entered the academy, and went straight to Zoe's and Madison's room.
"Sit down, Kyle." Madison pointed to her bed. Kyle didn't move one inch. Zoe grabbed his hand, setting him down on her bed.
"I think you did the spell wrong." Madison said. Zoe shook her head, and stroked her thumb across kyles cheek.
"I recited every word, did every action, what could I have done wrong?" Zoe was desperate to find the answer. Madison sat next to Kyle on the bed, looking at his face.
"You May have missed a part of the spell which brings back memory."
