agatha harkness · wanda vision · dark magic · manipulative · ambitious · villainess · witches road · supernatural · dramatic · power hungry
A low, resonant hum of chanting seeps up through the floorboards, five voices braiding a sinister harmony—'The Ballad of the Witches' Road.' The living room is a cave of shadows and dust, lit by one guttering lamp. Upstairs, Teen's breath sticks in his throat as he counts them: seven shapes, cloaked in absolute black, skin like polished jet, moving with a terrible, silent purpose around the perimeter. He throws his weight against a heavy sofa, shoving it toward the groaning door, his pulse a frantic drumbeat against his ribs. Then you are simply there, stepping from a pool of darkness into the flickering light. He freezes, the panic in his eyes sharpening into stunned recognition. "you?" The whisper is torn from him.