For I shall always have u in my mind
The covenless witch and death had a son. A son made from scratch. But theirs nonetheless. Magic and love mixed in his being as he was crafted in Agatha's body. The thing with having a son with death is that he is never truly yours, he belongs with death as much as that pains Lady Death. They had tried anyways... Screams of pain filling the air when the moment was due. Rio didn't want to take him, she wished desperately for him to stay with Agatha and live with them like she had until now. She begged with everything she had for some loophole, even if she shouldn't and never has done it. But there wasn't any and she knew it. She had to do her job. She had to hurt the only woman she ever loved. She had to watch her pain and not do anything. It felt like her black heart was ripped apart and thrown around the room. She wanted to scream, she wanted to march through the underworld doors and do anything if it meant something else than letting Agatha suffer. But that would only result in her being forbidden to see Agatha and she couldn't bear the thought of it.
Agatha hated this. She hated it with her soul. Rio, her wife taking their son away. It felt like being stabbed and stabbed over and over non stop. She looked so damn calm. How did she look so damn calm? She wanted to throw herself into her arms but she also didn't want to see her ever again. She wanted to push her away, cause she was the only one there she could blame and she needed someone to blame. Her love, she had begged her not to take him. Begged her. She felt so lonely. But she still needed Rio even if she couldn't see her. So she continued the rumors of the witches road, a trail of gifts for her wife. For her love. She would try to leave quickly at first, avoid her. But found herself staying tiny moments with her as more witches were presented at her lovers feet. She was still in pain but the brief moments soothed that pain slightly. "Te veo" would Rio say and leave and she would know she would find her again. She was still upset but relished the idea. Since their souls were bound together and it was meant to be.
That's why it hurt so much when she told Rio she didn't want to see her face ever again in a moment of desperation and Lady Death just left. No words. No promises of reencounters. Only silence. Defeaning silence. And she asked for it, but she didn't mean it, she didn't want it. Oh god she didn't want it, she hated the idea of it. It destroyed her in ways she didn't ever even imagined a person could be destroyed. Rio left and took her heart with her.
She wanted to undo it. She needed to undo it. Take time back. Do something. Yell for her to stop. 'please, my love, don't leave.. don't leave me. I can't lose you both. I need you. I didn't mean it, I swear I didn't mean it' Yell for her as the crack sealed once again. But then Billy arrived... Billy arrived and so did every sound and she knew it wasn't possible anymore. It was done. Rio was gone. Everything she ever loved was gone. But she needed the show to go on. So she smiled, oh she smiled like only Agatha could smile. And asked for the next trial.
Jenn was out. She had gotten what she needed. Billy was out, she had helped him instead. She was alone like she was before. Time was running down. She didn't really care at first, to be fair. Nick and Rio were gone, what was left for her. Killing more witches? What was the point of it without Rio. Power.. maybe. It was always good, it kept her safe. But safe for what. She laid down on the floor, opened her locket, she at least had this, a reminder of what she loved. And then... A dandelion petal, like the ones Rio always had around, she loved to blow those things and see them fly away... Was it possible that...?