STUCK (Tate Langdon x Y/N)

the end

"Come on, Mallory, please." Cordelia cried, "Mallory, come on. Come on. Look at me, look at me. You can do this. You can do this."

"It's not working. It's..." Cordelia turned to Myrtle, "It's not working, she's not strong enough."

"I'm sorry, Cordelia." Mallory apologised.

"It's okay. It's okay, it's okay. Look at me, no, no, no, no, no, no." Mallory began to close her eyes, "Come on, come on, come on."

"It appears as though we're fucked, my dears." Myrtle said.

Cordelias face changed, she stood up, she put her hand on my face and smiled, then turned to Myrtle and said,

"I love you."

She walked out the door and towards a spiralling staircase, I followed her to the doorframe and I saw Michael standing up the hall.

"How did you think this would end?" He asked, "Prophecy is inevitable. I was always going to win... Miss Supreme."

"Not on your own. You've been led by the hand, coddled the entire way. By your father, the warlocks. I look at you and I don't see a man, I see a scared, sad little boy, so pathetic he couldn't even kill me with a thousand nuclear bombs."

"But I never expected to. Like a cockroach, I knew you would survive the nuclear fallout. I wanted you to. And now I'm going to have the satisfaction watching you die, knowing you've failed."

"No..." I whispered, tears falling down my face realising what she was about to do.

"You still don't get it, do you?" Cordelia said, "Even now. You think there's only winning and losing, success and failure. But failure is when you've lost any semblance of hope. You will get to watch me die... but it will not be satisfying."

She used her mind to take the knife from Michaels hand and move it across to her.

"Satan has one son... but my sisters are legion, motherfucker."

She plunged the knife into her chest, and I heard Mallory gasp behind me.

"Cordelia!" Myrtle yelled.

"No, no, no." I cried.

A tear fell down her face and she smiled, knowing she'd finally fulfilled her purpose. She stepped backwards and fell down the flight of stairs.

"Tempus Infinituum!" Mallory yelled, and she submerged herself under the water.

"No!" Michael yelled, running towards her.

I ran to the stairs and saw Cordelia, lying at the bottom in a pool of her own blood.

"Satisfying, huh?" I cried, "Enjoy your time while it lasts."

He looked confused and I flew him off the staircase, knocking him out for several minutes.

I walked over to Myrtle and gave her a hug.

"I'm so sorry, Myrtle. I have a question. Do you know a teleportation spell by any chance?" I asked.

"Yes, dear." She wiped her tears, "Why?"

"Can you perform one on me? Back to my house?" I inquired.

"Yes, close your eyes."

"Thank you, Myrtle. Let me know if Mallory succeeds." I smiled.

I closed my eyes, and the air suddenly changed. When I opened my eyes again, I was at the house. But the place around it wasn't destroyed, the street was as normal. Mallory had succeeded. She's saved everyone.

I walked inside the gates of the house, I knew that the time didn't affect ghosts, so Tate will still know that I've been gone. I opened the door to find that Moira had been set free, she was with her mother again. I walked up the stairs and to Tate's room and knocked on the door.

"You decent?" I yelled, he knows that's what I always ask before I opened doors.

I heard footsteps getting louder and louder. The door swung open and he was standing on the other side.

"Y/n." He pulled me inside and gave me the biggest hug he's ever given me.

"Where the hell have you been? You said you'd only be a few months." He smiled.

"We saved the world." I smiled back, "Look out the window."

Tate took my hand and walked over to one of the large windows in his room.

"Holy shit. How's it back to normal?" He asked.

"Mallory, a powerful witch, she saved us all. So did Cordelia." I told him.

"Well, well done you." He pulled me over to his bed, and we sat down in each other's arms.

"Y/n? Y/n, wake up."

I opened my eyes suddenly to find Moira.

"Get up, the new buyers are here."

I rushed down the stairs to find the door wide open, I walked out quickly to find a boy standing on the porch. He turned around, looked at me and said....

"Hi, I'm Tate."