Alright guys! This is the beginning to my Coven sequel to my previous work!
If you're new to the series, please check out the story that started it all 'Not Just A Guard-Dog', I ensure the story will make more sense!
I'm looking forward to writing this for you guys! It's going to be a lot of fun!
Thank you for taking your time to read this, and I love you guys so much!

The room goes silent, and Kyle faces the one he's been forced to murder, not blinking, not showing any type of emotion, just staring. I watch him, and his eyes twitch, his newly golden veins are followed to his hands, and by the look of them, a small spark of electricity begins to form between his fingers-tips, ready to strike at his victim. He's going to kill her, and there's nothing we can do about it. Talk about being helpless.

Kyle's pale, golden-veined hands begin to fill with what seems like a power-station of electricity. Zoe has never seen anything like it, it makes Luna's level of power seem powerless in comparison. But Kyle's eyes don't change from its state, don't blink at the feeling his hands are engulfing, he seems to be embracing it completely, like he doesn't has a choice, he probably doesn't. Zoe, Queenie and Luna stay trapped against the wall, completely and utterly stuck in Misty Day's unbreakable telekinetic grip. His hands become an everlasting power source, capable of maybe powering the entirety of New Orleans, even the entirety of Louisiana itself. That's when his power begins to target the frail and broken Ciri, beginning Kyle's reign of absolute terror.

Kyle suddenly springs his Elektrokinesis at Ciri, and like that, she's doomed, she can't be saved from the terrifying might of Kyle's new eclipse of dark power. The electricity consumes Ciri's body, trapping her in a ball of the dooming energy as her skin begins to burn and roast. Her skin begins to welt and melt, her hair burns off in a blink of an eye, her eyes drying to the point of certain blindness.
"NOOO!" Zoe screams, tears flowing down her face.
"Kyle!" Luna cries out.
"Feel her life drain from her useless body! Feel your new fond power! MY POWER!" Misty Day cheers, laughing at the sight of Ciri's terrifying murder.
That's when Kyle begins to scream in a familiar tone, a tone similar to when he used to over-emotionally scream when he was freshly resurrected. He screams like an emotional child that didn't get what he or she wanted, like a being that had just completely lost their mind in an aggressive and violent event, like a psychopath, willing to take any sort of life. Ciri's body darkens through the heat of the electricity, her skin begins to become crisp and roasted, and now it's clear that she's gone from this world. Ciri has been murdered through the orders of Misty Day, and there's nothing anybody could have done.

Kyle watches as Ciri's corpse drops back to the ground, the smoke rising from what remains of her coal coloured body.
"Good, good. You have done well, Kyle. Now, I have one more task for you-"
"Enough with your tasks, bitch!" Queenie growls. "Let him go! Snap him out of your bullshit!"
"Quiet, weakling! You all should be begging for your lives, I'd save myself from committing this command if you all did so," Misty Day smiles. "Kyle, come, we're leaving this place. It's beginning to reek of weakness, melancholic bitches and not even god knows that else, let us begin our reign of destruction. We will pillage all of New Orleans, make fire rain upon the innocent, and then, I will tear Cordelia's heart from her chest, drink her blood, and absorb all of her power, then, we will both be gods!"
"No," Zoe sighs, catching Misty Day's attention in a heart beat. That's when she begins to take steps towards her, suddenly face to face.
"How does it feel, Zoe. To have your precious boyfriend taken from you in a heart-beat? To be weak and misguided? Cordelia's guidance has made you weak, you used to be able to stand a chance against me, able to kill me in a blink of an eye. Now look at you; I can't imagine being in your position, having to watch your fellow witch friend scream in agony as he became a fucking over-cooked chicken strip. Now, you're going to watch us leave this place while it burns."

Zoe and the rest of what remains of the group watch as Misty Day begins to leave the shack that used to be her humble home, with her newly protective pet slowly following her without question, it scares the group; the state Kyle's in and what he is now capable of doing. If they thought Kyle was deadly when he was merely 'human', this type of Kyle, the darkened, tainted version of Kyle, he's completely and utterly unpredictable, for now anyway.
"You're not going to kill us?" Luna cries, her face branded with tear marks.
Misty Day stops in her tracks, "No, I won't have to."
"What are you going to do with us?" Zoe asks, watching Kyle's completely black eyes stare around the room aimlessly.
"Kyle?" Misty Day laughs as she looks at him.
Kyle grunts at her voice, like he used to with Zoe when he couldn't communicate.
"We're leaving," she says, taking a step out the door, with Kyle slowly following her. "Set the hut alight."

As Kyle takes his steps out of the hut, his fingertips become flames and drop onto a corner of the wooden hut, creating the perfect reaction. Strangely enough, the witches remain completely stuck to the wall, like Misty Day still has them in her grip, still than that inescapable jamming position.
"Kyle please!" Zoe screams, trying to catch his attention, but with no luck.
The hut begins to burn like wildfire, the effects of the flames being felt by all three witches in an instant, not even pyrokinesis is a match for the heat the hut is exploiting. Zoe watches as the silhouettes of Misty Day and her love disappears, causing tears to roll down her face in agony, she's never felt so heart-broken in her life.
"We have to get outta' here!" Queenie says, choking on the dark smoke swallowing the entire room. "It's now or never."
"We- We're stuck," Luna chokes. "We're going to die in here."
"NOOOOO!" Zoe roars in rage, suddenly forcing herself out of the grip, and onto what remains of the hut floor.

When Zoe hits the floor, she feels suddenly fatigued, like she had just a hundred-miles in a single second. She feels drained, like all of her energy was just drained in an instant, like there was nothing she could do from stopping it. And like that, she feels alone; she doesn't hear anything, doesn't feel anything, or smell the smoke she knows has been surrounding her for the past two minutes. She feels invincible, numb, like she's taken one of the most calming drug in existence, and for her, it feels really, really, good. Her eyes dilate, her hands begin to shake, even though she doesn't feel it happen, she somehow knows it happening. Kyle, Kyle, Kyle. That's the only word that lays burdened in her head, the only name that she wants to focus on, even if it is due to pain. Kyle's been corrupted by Misty Day's grasping power, god knows where he is now, Zoe just hopes he's not murdering anybody else, if he ever does come back, she knows he won't be able to forgive himself for anything he's done.
"ZOE!"
She hears the sound of someone saying her name, but doesn't react to it, she's stuck in her little head-space, but she's trying to find her way out. Kyle, Kyle, Kyle. Where is he? How is he? All questions Zoe is asking herself, but probably in the worst time in her entire existence.

"FUCK! ZOE!" Queenie screams, snapping Zoe out of her transcending like state. "HELP US!"
Zoe focuses with all her might, and in an instant, she pushes a wall of the shack out of place, sending it flying into the darkness, revealing freedom while she somehow manages to holds the roof to stop it from collapsing. Zoe uses her telekinesis to grip and tear Queenie and Luna from the wall, then, throwing them out of the burning shack and finally into safety. The roof begins to collapse and it's suddenly harder for Zoe to keep herself from being gulped by the devilish flames. Blood begins to drip from her nose, indicating the amount of stress she's currently putting on both her body and her mind.
"Luna help me!" Zoe hears Queenie say as she feels a grip on her body.
Queenie and Luna use their combined telekinesis to pick Zoe up and drag her to the safety of outside the shack. Zoe feels her lungs take in the fresh air and gasps at it, watching her fellow witches as they do the same thing. That's when the shack completely collapses into a useless pile of burning rubble, revealing what the witches could've become, what they saved themselves from becoming. They've managed to find themselves to safety, but with what cost?

"Guys," Luna sighs, staring at what's left of Misty Day's former home. "Ciri."
"Fuck," Zoe says, crawling to the rubble as she tries to lift Ciri's corpse from the chaos.
"No Zoe," Queenie gasps in fear, capturing her in a tackle. "She's gone, Zoe, she's gone."
"No, she's not, we can save her!"
"No, Zoe!" Luna disagrees, crying once again. "She's gone, you of all people should know that."
"We can still bring her back!" Zoe screams.
"No, her body isn't whole anymore," Queenie states. "She's lost! And don't you, fucking, dare tell me that Misty Day brought herself back from being ash, because look how she turned out! We can't have another Misty Day, okay! We can't do it, not this time."
Zoe gives up on fighting with her fellow witches, she can't, not anymore. It's useless, just as useless as Ciri's body and the shack in front of them all. Tears roll down her face, she knows that because of this, Cordelia will have no choice to follow the witch law, and burn Kyle at the stake for what he's done, but that's something Zoe can't, she won't let happen. The end of a love, the beginning of a war.

That's chapter one guys!
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