"Bitchcraft"
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Sitting up in his bedroom was a 19 years old boy with raspberry colored hair, tanned skin and chocolate brown eyes.
He was dressed in a black sleeveless shirt, jeans and white socks.
Sitting on his bed, the boy was reading over an old boy, his eyes taking in everything written on the pages that had turned brown from age.
Holding his hand up, he stared at it thoughtfully before he snapped his fingers and a flame appeared, hovering over his flesh.
Smiling at the sight, the boy made the flame dance around his fingertips, watching as it sparkled with orange, red and yellow colors.
"Davis." Someone scolded.
Making the fire vanish, the boy looked over at the woman who was standing by the door, giving him a scolding expression.
"What did I tell you about playing with fire?" The woman, Katrina Motomiya, scolded him.
"Not to do it in the house. But where else am I supposed to do it?" Davis Motomiya complained.
The pink haired woman walked into the bedroom, sitting down on the bed beside her son and moved a curly lock of hair from his face.
"You always say that magic is a gift, but I can never use it anywhere without fear of getting caught. How am I supposed to learn how to master my powers if you never let me practise them, even in our own damn home? This sucks!" Davis complained.
During his rant, Davis' body started to glow violet and he shrunk down, transforming into a black cat that had piercing greenish yellow eyes.
Sighing, Katrina watched as the cat jumped off the bed and ran off to go sulk.
The Motomiyas were a family of witches who were the descendants of the Blackwell coven.
The Blackwells had survived persecution from Salem and migrated to various regions of the world to escape from any witch hunters.
They have lived in secret for years, practising their magic in solitary with no one but their own family members present.
For the first time in centuries, a male witch had been born and it had shocked everyone.
The council had been contacted the second Davis first used telekinesis to levitate his pacifier to himself when he was a baby.
Everyone was excited to learn that the race of witches was growing and that now males would not only be bale to pass on the magic gene, but would inherit them as well.
But because Davis was the only male witch in the world, he was kept under constant protection and guard from his mother, sister and many other family members.
He hated the lack of freedom he had and had been pleased when he became a DigiDestined and was able to travel to the Digital World where he would no longer sense the presence of another witch spying on him.
Getting up from her seat, Katrina walked out of the bedroom and started searching for her son.
She found him perched on the cat post, clawing at it in anger.
"Davis Caleb Motomiya, I know you're upset, but that isn't going to resolve anything." She said.
The black cat gave her a wicked look as he turned his head to her.
Walking over, Katrina scooped the cat up in her arms and held him so that he was having her.
"Now, listen. I have something important to talk to you about. Go turn back." She told him.
Setting the cat on the floor, Katrina watched as he ran off to his bedroom and soon enough, a fully clothed Davis walked out.
"What did you need to talk about?" He asked.
"Do you remember the school in New Orleans I told you about?" Katrina brought up.
"You're sending me away." Davis frowned.
"Miss Robichaux's is the perfect place for you to live. You'll be around other witches your age and you can learn how to master your powers in peace. Isn't that what you want?" Katrina asked.
"No, what I want is a mother who can be more understanding and wouldn't just ship me off somewhere because she had no idea how to train me." Davis huffed.
"Davis!" Katrina glared.
Turning, Davis stormed off to his room and telekinetically closed the door behind him.
Stepping out from the shadows was a magenta haired woman with brown eyes and fair skin wearing black.
"Nice work, Mom. You really handled that." Jun Motomiya quipped.
"Jun!" Katrina scolded.
"Hey, don't get huffy at me! You're the one who made her son think she doesn't want him." Jun glared.
"Cordelia will have better luck helping him." Katrina stated.
"Davis is special, Mom, but you never treated him like a regular person. Dad would have handled all of this better." Jun said.
David Motomiya had been born to a family of witches and knew how to handle things properly.
He had no magic of his own but knew he would have witch children and had loved Jun and Davis equally.
His son was never treated oddly by him.
Groaning at this, Katrina placed her face in her hands and wondered how things would have gone if David had never died.
Yanking his drawers open, Davis started packing his bags with all of his clothing and money.
He had a feeling that the second he stepped through the doors of Robichaux Academy, then he would never be returning home.
It was moments like this that he wished Veemon was there for him to talk to.
Veemon had been the only person he had ever told the witch secret to and the Digimon had been so kind and understanding and encouraging.
Davis missed him so much and wished he were there so he could vent his problems to him.
An hour later, Davis was finished packing and was shrugging on a black leather jacket when his door was opened by Jun.
"Hey, you ready?" She asked.
"As I'll ever be." He sighed.
Smiling sadly, Jun walked over to her brother and pulled him into a hug, her head nestled under his chin.
"I miss the days when I towered over you." She teased.
Chuckling at that, Davis returned the hug and kissed his sister's head, breathing in her scent of jasmine and rose, knowing he wouldn't see her for a long while.
A knock was heard at the door and a woman with curly red hair dressed in black and red wearing old fashioned cat's eye glasses walked into the room with two albino men in suits.
"Hello, Davis. A pleasure to finally meet you in person." The woman greeted.
"Davis, this is Myrtle Snow. She's part of the council." Jun introduced.
The albino men started grabbing the bags that Davis had packed and were carrying them out of the room.
"Hi, it's nice to meet you, Ms. Snow." Davis smiled and held his hand out.
"My, handsome and polite. You're just like your father. David had many women falling all over themselves for him." Myrtle commented as she shook his hand.
"Yeah, well, I don't have that in common with him. Couldn't ever get the girl I liked to notice me." Davis shrugged.
Jun frowned at the memory of her little brother chasing after Kari Kamiya.
The girl had grown into a beautiful young woman, but Jun felt like her brother could do much better than Kari who watched in amusement as Davis chased after her.
"And please, none of that Ms. Snow nonsense. Just call me Myrtle, my dear. Now, are you ready to meet your sisters?" Myrtle asked.
"As I'll ever be." Davis shrugged.
Leaning up, Jun placed a kiss to her brother's cheek and pulled him in for another, longer hug.
Hugging his sister back, Davis then looked over at Myrtle and saw the old witch watching them.
Finished with the hug, Davis followed Myrtle out of the apartment, passing by Katrina on the way out.
"Davis-"Katrina tried to reach out for him.
Myrtle stepped in the way and grabbed her hands.
"Hush now, Katrina. You did all you could. He's our son now." Myrtle told her.
Giving his mother one last look, Davis left and followed the albino men out of the apartment building.
He found a large black car waiting outside and he was stunned to find his friends standing on the sidewalk staring.
Cursing, Davis looked behind him at Myrtle.
"Friends of yours?" She asked.
"They're not going to leave unless I talk to them." He stated.
"Make it quick, darling. We have someone else to pick up on our way home." Myrtle informed.
Sighing, Davis made his way over to the group of five who were all staring at him with looks of confusion.
"Davis, what's going on?" Ken Ichijouji asked.
"Yeah, what's with the creepy guys and the black car?" Yolei Inoue narrowed her eyes.
"I'm leaving. I got into a school in New Orleans and I'm moving there today." Davis explained.
"What?" Kari gasped.
"Wow, that's amazing, Davis. Congratulations." Cody Hida smiled.
Smiling, Davis reached over and patted the younger teenager on the shoulder.
"Thanks, Cody." Davis said.
"Why didn't you tell us earlier?" TK Takaishi asked.
"Honestly, it was a last-minute decision. When I agreed to go, I found out school was starting pretty soon so I need to go now." Davis explained.
He was stunned by how easy it was for him to lie to them, but he couldn't tell them the truth.
"I wish you could have told us you were thinking about going away to school earlier. We could have had a proper good-bye." Ken smiled sadly.
"So do I but things don't always work out the way we want them to." Davis shrugged.
Sighing, Ken stepped forward and pulled his friend into a hug.
Yolei was quick to join in and she dragged Cody over, forcing him to hug the two boys.
Smiling sadly, TK walked over and joined the group hug and so did Kari.
"Good luck." TK told him.
"I hope you enjoy New Orleans." Kari said.
"You better call us and tell us all about it, you lucky son of a bitch." Yolei joked.
"Son of a witch, actually." Davis smirked and everyone just rolled their eyes in amusement.
"Maybe we can come visit some time." Cody offered.
"Maybe." Davis said as he hugged his friends.
"Davis, darling. We have to go now." Myrtle called.
"Who is that woman?" Yolei frowned as the DigiDestineds pulled out of the group hug.
"A recruiter for the school. I should get going now. Don't want to miss our plane." Davis rubbed the back of his head.
TK reached over and clapped him on the shoulder and both boys smiled at each other.
"Be safe. Try not to get into any trouble." Kari said looking at him in worry.
Nodding at her, Davis sighed and turned his back on the people he had been friends with for 8 years and walked over to the car, sliding in the back with Myrtle.
"Such lovely friends you have. Oh, but don't worry, you'll make more." Myrtle cooed.
"Won't be like them, though." Davis muttered.
(Two days later…)
Sitting in the back seat of the long black car, Davis watched as the albino men dragged a screaming girl with dark blonde hair dressed in black out of her house.
Davis had been told about the 17 years old girl, Zoe Benson, who had just learned of her heritage of a witch after she accidentally killed her boyfriend with her powers.
When Davis asked how, he was told that Zoe is a Black Widow and he grimaced, feeling nothing but sympathy for the girl.
Black Widow witches had the power to kill someone by having sex with them which was a horrible situation for them.
The poor girls would kill the men they lose their virginities to and it would mentally scar them for life.
Opening the car door, Davis stepped forward.
"Let her go." Davis ordered.
Looking at the male witch, the albino men stared at him and Davis felt himself slipping inside their minds.
"Let her go." He repeated.
Both men released Zoe and she wrapped her arms around herself, looking vulnerable and scared over the whole situation.
"Hey, you okay?" Davis asked as he gently held a hand out towards her.
"Yeah." She muttered.
"I know this is all really scary and confusing. But no one is going to hurt you. Okay? You're safe with us." Davis told her.
Looking into his eyes and seeing the sincerity in them, Zoe reached out and placed her smaller hand in his own, putting her trust in the beautiful man before her.
Myrtle and Zoe's mother, Nora Benson, watched on as Davis helped the girl into the car.
"As you can see, Nora, Zoe will be well taken care of." Myrtle smiled at her.
"Who are you?" Zoe asked when Davis closed the car door.
"Davis. I'm going to Robichaux's too." He told her.
"So, you're a…" Zoe trailed off.
"Witch? Yeah. Come from a family of them. It's confusing and weird, but it's nothing to be scared of." Davis comforted.
Zoe scoffed at that and stared out the window at her house, watching as her mother smiled sadly at her, tears falling down her face as she waved.
"Easy for you to say. Your powers can't hurt people." Zoe muttered.
"Really? I can set people on fire with my mind. Or I could snap my fingers and snap their necks. Believe me, all of our powers are dangerous, but when we learn how to use them, it makes us all feel better." Davis said.
Turning back to the man in the seat beside her, Zoe met his eyes, looking stunned by what he told her.
"You can learn how to use this power to not hurt people. I'm sure of it." He assured.
"I hope you're right." Zoe sighed.
(A few days later…)
One long train ride later and the two witches arrived in New Orleans and were being taken for a ride through the city.
Davis and Zoe stared out the windows, watching as they passed by the shops and restaurants, taking in the sights around them until they finally arrived at Miss Robichaux Academy, the boarding school for girls which was now welcoming in their first male student.
The car parked in front of the large white building and the two witches stepped out, staring at the black iron gates.
"Looks like this is it." Davis sighed.
Zoe clung to his arm, feeling anxious over what would be waiting for them on the other side of the door.
Myrtle pressed the button to open the gate, then she and the guards disappeared, using the power of transmutation.
"Where'd they go?" Zoe asked looking around with wide caramel eyes.
"I don't know. They're probably showing off. Come on, let's get inside so we go unpack and hopefully shower and sleep." Davis told her.
Walking by the iron gates and making their way into the lush green garden, the duo looked around them and made their way up to the white porch.
Reaching out, Davis turned the handle and opened the door, taking a peek inside to see if anyone was around.
"I don't see anyone." Davis commented.
The duo walked inside the house, looking around at the beautiful interior of the white house and the cream colored areas.
Stepping into the living room, the duo found portraits of women that were hung on the walls.
"Who are they?' Zoe asked.
"Past Supremes." Davis answered.
'What's a Supreme?" Zoe looked up at him.
"The leader of all the witches. Basically, our queen." Davis informed.
"How do you know so much about this?" Zoe questioned.
"I've known I was a witch ever since I was little. My family told me everything I needed to know about our people." Davis said.
Feeling like they were being watched, Zoe looked behind her and swore she saw something move and clung to Davis' arm.
"What's wrong?" Davis asked as he felt Zoe dig her nails into his arm in fear.
"Someone's here." Zoe told him.
Positioning Zoe behind him, Davis narrowed his eyes and started searching the area for any intruders.
Much to his surprise, three figures in black robes wearing masks with beaks on them rush into he room holding knives.
"What in the hell? Is this some sort of initiation?" Davis demanded.
The one who seemed to be the leader raised his knife in the air and Zoe cried out, grabbing at Davis' jacket in fear.
"Oh, dark father, we offer this flesh up to you, blood, life and all." She said.
"Bitch, please!" Davis rolled his eyes.
With a simple wave of his hand, the three masked figures were sent flying into a wall.
"Now knock that bullshit off! Who are you?" Davis glared at them as the three women took off their masks.
One was a blonde girl with dark brown eyes, the other had brown hair and eyes who appeared to have down syndrome and the last one was an overweight black girl with short curly brown hair and brown eyes.
"Jesus, Harry Potter, relax. We're just messing with you." The blonde scoffed.
"Holy shit! Are you…" Zoe trailed off.
"Madison Montgomery. Movie star." The blonde smirked.
"Shit, when's the last time you made a movie, girl?" The black girl gave her a look.
"I'm Nan, hi." The final girl smiled.
"Zoe." She said still spooked.
"Davis." He said with wary eyes.
"Queenie." The black girl introduced.
"I'm so bored now." Madison complained.
"So, is this all of you?" Zoe asked.
"At the moment." Someone spoke.
Looking off to the side, there stood a beautiful woman with blonde hair and dark brown eyes.
"Cordelia Foxx. Headmistress. All right girls, there's a van full of groceries in the driveway that needs unloading. I'll show Zoe and Davis to their rooms, then we meet for midday gathering. Let's go." She instructed.
Tossing her mask on the floor, Madison walked off with the other two girls to gather the groceries.
Smiling at the duo, Cordelia walked over and greeted them.
"Welcome to our school. Davis, it's so wonderful to finally meet you. We've been eagerly awaiting your arrival." Cordelia said.
"Yeah, everyone keeps telling me that." Davis commented.
"Come on, I'll show you two to your rooms. I hope you'll both be comfortable." Cordelia said as she led them upstairs.
Zoe looked around her, keeping a firm grip on Davis' jacket as they walked up the stairs.
They were shown to their rooms and Zoe was relieved to see that Davis would be across the hall from her.
"Is everything in this house white? I feel like I'm stuck in a hospital." Davis complained.
"No one's ever complained about them before. If you feel like painting the walls, then go ahead." Cordelia offered.
"You're not going to give me special treatment, are you? I don't want to be treated differently by anybody just because I'm the first male witch or a Blackwell." Davis stated.
"Of course not, Davis. I wouldn't do that. Your father would come back from the dead and scold me for it." Cordelia assured him.
"You knew his dad?" Zoe asked.
"David was a great man. He did so much for this school. Everyone loved him." Cordelia smiled.
"What happened to him?" Zoe asked staring at Davis.
"Witch hunters. They still exist today, Zoe. That's why our numbers are so low." Davis told her.
Zoe's eyes grew wide in shock at the news, unable to believe that witch hunters still existed in the 21st century.
"And you all need to be very careful to not use your powers in public. If you do, you will be killed. Just last month, a witch by the name of Misty Day, was burned at the stake. We all need to be careful and rank together to stay alive." Cordelia explained.
"Right. So, anything we need to know? Are there any rules we need to know?" Davis asked.
"You'll learn them tomorrow. For now, I want you two to relax and enjoy your time. Try to get to know the other girls. I'm sure you'll make friends here with the other girls." Cordelia informed.
"Yeah, that might be difficult." Davis muttered.
"I'll see you both for midday gathering. I'll leave you to rest for now." Cordelia touched their arms gently before leaving.
Huffing out a breath of relief, Davis found his things were all in the room and realized that Myrtle must have had them all delivered.
Grabbing a bag, he unzipped it to find his clothing and started pulling them out.
"I'm gonna take a shower. I've been on planes and trains for the past week now. I need a shower." Davis informed.
"Okay. I guess I'll just go unpack. I'll see you later." Zoe nodded at him.
"Zoe." Davis said making her pause at the door.
Turning to look back at the girl, Davis gave her a kind smile.
"Cordelia was right. We'll be stronger together. Witches are a lot like wolves. Alone we're weak, but together we're powerful. We'll be all right as long as we stand together." Davis said.
Seeing the courage, confidence and kindness shining in his eyes, Zoe smiled back.
They had only spent a few days together, but Zoe felt connected to Davis and like she could trust him above all else.
Was that the feeling of a coven?
"Right." Zoe nodded.
She then left and allowed Davis to go shower while she went to unpack.
Digging through his bag, Davis found an athame and used it to cut his hand, watching it bleed.
Walking over to his bedroom door, Davis started drawing protection and privacy sigils on the wood, chanting under his breath.
Jun had taught him how to do so since she felt like everyone deserved privacy and a right to keep themselves safe.
Davis had a feeling that some of the witches in the house would intrude on him, namely Madison, and he wanted them out of his room and to not touch his things, such as his spell book.
Completed with the sigils, Davis stared down at his hand and muttered an incantation, watching as his wound healed.
With his work done, Davis grabbed his clothes and went to take a shower, hoping he would have some privacy until midday gathering.
(Dinner…)
Queenie and Nan were seated on one side of the dinning room table while Madison and Zoe sat on the other and Davis was seated at the end.
A human man, Spalding, was serving them their food.
Spalding had been working in the witches' house for years and his family had dedicated their lives to helping them and serving the Supreme.
The man didn't have a tongue because he had been attacked and had it cut out before he could talk to the council about anything he would know regarding the disappearance of the former Supreme Anna Leigh.
"Thank you, Spalding." Davis smiled up at the man as he set a bowel of stew in front of him.
The old man nodded at the male witch before he continued on serving the others in the room.
"Hey Jeeves, can I get some iceberg lettuce with a side of blue cheese?" Madison asked with a snooty tone.
"Girl be nice to Spalding. Poor bastard doesn't have a tongue." Queenie said.
Queenie was making it very obvious that she disliked Madison and Davis could understand why.
She was vulgar, crass and rude.
"Is that true, Jeeves? Did you lose your tongue for something wicked? Maybe you just suck at going down." Madison smirked.
Keeping a neutral expression on his face, Spalding walked away.
"Oh, come on, Jeeves." Madison called after him.
Rolling his eyes at the girl, Davis had the fight off the desire to set her hair on fire with his mind.
"So, new girl, what are you in for?" Madison asked Zoe.
"Her boyfriend." Nan spoke up making everyone look at her.
"Nan, shut up before you get your ass in trouble." Queenie scolded.
"Did you kill him?" Madison asked eagerly.
"That's enough." Davis demanded.
"It was an accident." Zoe replied looking spooked.
"It was an accident, Zoe. You will find love again, a strange and unexpected love." Nan told Zoe and her dark eyes drifted over to Davis.
Annoyed, Queenie slammed her fist on the table.
"Girl are you deaf or just stupid?" Queenie snapped.
"What about you, hot shot? Why'd you come here?" Madison asked Davis.
"I'm the first male witch born in centuries. That makes me important to the coven. They've been trying to get here to come here since before I could walk." Davis scoffed and sipped his drink.
"So, what are you in for, Madison?" Zoe asked the other blonde.
"I was accused of killing someone." Madison said.
"But you did do it." Nan stated.
"I get it, bitch. You're clairvoyant. You want to know what happened? Fine. I was given a role to play and was practising with the other actors. The director kept interrupting me and complaining about the way I was doing things. He kept complaining about how the light wasn't hitting its mark. Next thing I know, I made the light fall and land on his head. The light hit him just fine." Madison shrugged.
"All he said was to hit your mark. Why don't you just do the world a favor and take an acting class, you D-List botox bimbo." Queenie insulted.
Angered, Madison telekinetically flipped Queenie's plate, spilling her food on her.
Glaring, Queenie grabbed a fork and Davis got up to stop her from throwing it at Madison, but she shocked him by stabbing her own hand.
The wound transferred to Madison and she let out a squealing shriek of pain.
"OW! Stop it, you bitch!' Madison squealed.
"Stop what? I don't feel anything. I'm a human voodoo doll." Queenie taunted.
"ENOUGH!" Davis ordered.
All the girls found themselves sitting with their backs straight in their chairs and Queenie stopped her attack.
"No more of this! You are grown women, not fucking infants!" Davis glared down at them who all bowed their heads.
They could sense the power rolling off of him and it was forcing them into submission.
"Queenie let's go for a walk." Nan told her.
"Fine, I'm not hungry anyway." Queenie huffed as the two girls left.
"Yeah, like that's believable." Madison muttered.
Sitting back down in his seat, Davis tried to enjoy his meal in peace.
"Well, that was disturbing. With the choices around here, looks like you're my new best friend." Madison looked at Zoe.
Glancing over at Davis, Zoe watched him as he calmly ate his food and was in awe of how he seemed to radiate with power from doing something so simple.
"Do you own clothes that don't come from the GAP?" Madison asked Zoe as she played with her phone.
"No, not really." Zoe said.
"You can borrow something of mine. Frat party tonight. Just got the tweet." Madison informed.
"Davis, do you want to come?" Zoe asked him hopefully.
"Got nothing better to do." Davis shrugged.
Looking the boy over, Madison had to admit that he was very handsome and he had muscular arms and he was tall.
She wouldn't have an issue being seen out with him.
"Just wear something hot." She told him.
(Later that night…)
The three witches drove off to the party after they got dressed.
Davis had changed into a nicer pair of jeans, black boots, a tight-fitting black t-shirt, his leather jacket and he wore a silver pendant that had an onyx gemstone.
Everyone in his family wore black gemstones, they felt like they were the symbols of their coven.
Zoe and Madison were both wearing short dresses along with high heels.
As soon as the group walked into the frat house, heads were turning and people started muttering about Madison who smirked at the attention.
Madison walked off, leaving Davis and Zoe alone.
"Remind me again why we agreed to come?" Davis asked.
"We didn't have anything else to do. Besides, going to a party feels normal. Like, a normal teen thing to do." Zoe shrugged.
Smiling down at her, Davis wrapped an arm around Zoe and pulled her into his side making her grin up at him.
"Let's go look around." Davis suggested.
"Okay." Zoe nodded as clung to his side.
Walking around the party, the duo lost sight of Madison and were covered in the neon purple and pink colors of the lights while music played.
Coming across a strange sign, they were able to see the blurry image of a blond haired boy through it.
The boy seemed to be smiling at the duo, even though he couldn't see their faces properly.
Unable to help themselves, Zoe and Davis smiled back.
But then, Zoe remembered what happened to her boyfriend and started pulling Davis away which made the blond stop smiling when he saw the two figures fading away.
Following after the duo, the blond boy carried two cups of punch with him.
"Hey. I thought you guys looked thirsty." He said handing them the cups.
"Thanks." Davis grinned.
"That your super power? Sensing dehydration?" Zoe teased.
"One of them." The boy shrugged.
"Frat boy, right?" Zoe asked noticing the navy sweater with the yellow Greek symbol.
"You the party boy type?" Davis asked.
"Right. Hate to break the illusion of the stereotype, but I'm here on scholarship. My mom lives in the 9th ward. Didn't you guys come here with a movie star?" The brown eyed blond questioned.
"Yeah, we did." Zoe nodded.
"I'm Kyle." He introduced.
"Davis." He introduced.
"I'm Zoe. I don't want to talk about me anymore though." She said.
"Wow, you're the first hot girl that doesn't want to talk about herself. There's gotta be something wrong with you." Kyle joked.
"Nah, she's just shy." Davis said as Zoe blushed.
"You two dating?" Kyle asked as his eyes darted between the duo.
"No, we're not. Kyle, I like you, but it's just not going to work out. Have you seen Madison?" Zoe asked.
"I don't see her anywhere." Davis frowned as he looked around.
Feeling worried, Davis started pulling Zoe with him, trying to locate the blonde girl who had disappeared.
"Do you think she ditched you guys?" Kyle asked as he followed.
Closing his eyes, Davis tried to block out all of the humans around him and focused on Madison.
Sensing her aura, Davis took off running making Zoe and Kyle rush to keep up with him.
Charging up the stairs, Davis heard laughing and taunting coming from a bedroom and barged inside to a sight that set his blood on fire.
Madison was lying half naked on a bed while a group of boys stood around her, one of them climbing off with his penis hanging out of his opened jeans.
Another boy was holding up his phone, laughing as he filmed the entire act.
Unable to hold his anger back, Davis grabbed the boy climbing off of Madison and threw him into a wall.
He then started beating him, his fist hitting his face and causing bruises and blood to appear.
Feeling hands grab him, Davis was pulled back and met with the rest of the rapists and he wanted them all to die.
Sobbing hysterically, Zoe rushed over to Madison and tried to cover her up while Kyle yelled at his frat brothers for what they had done.
Elbowing one of the brothers in the face, Davis then whipped around and punched the other, making his lip bleed from the force behind the hit.
After the assault from the enraged witch, the frat brothers took off running and Kyle gave chase.
"I see those fuckers again, I'll kill them all!" Davis growled.
Breathing heavily, Davis then turned his attention onto Madison and walked over to the girl, checking her over for injuries.
"They're not gonna get away with this." Zoe said determinedly as she took off after them.
"Madison, can you hear me?" Davis called.
The girl looked up at him with eyes filled with fear at how she had been drugged and raped.
Pulling his jacket off, Davis helped Madison into it before he scooped her up into his arms and carried her outside.
He may not like the girl, but no one deserved to be violated like that.
His main goal was to get her to safety and get her cleaned up properly before healing her.
When he was outside, he found Zoe trying to run after the frat bus down the street, yelling after them.
Walking over to the sobbing witch, Davis glared after the bus as the rapists tried to escape from their crime.
Madison started struggling and he set her down on her feet.
"Careful." He said as she swayed.
"I tried to stop them, but I was too late." Zoe sobbed and she ran into Davis' arms.
Staring after the bus, Madison jerked her arm to the side and, to their shock, she magically made the large vehicle flip.
"Shit. We need to get home now." Davis said.
Nodding, Madison stumbled back to his side and he scooped her up, carrying her away while Zoe clung to his shirt, casting sad eyes back at the bus.
When they got home, Davis helped Madison up to her room and she thanked him, looking dazed and a tiny bit grateful for his help.
Afterwards, Zoe sobbed into Davis' arms because Kyle had been on the bus that Madison had flipped.
Stunned by the news, Davis sent up a prayer and hoped that Kyle had survived.
(The next day…)
Nan and Queenie were sitting in the kitchen and eating breakfast as they watched the news report on the bus accident.
Zoe was horrified by what happened and was sitting in Davis' lap, taking comfort from him as she listened to the report.
Madison came down and turned the TV off, unable to stand listening to the report.
"Hey, I was watching that." Nan complained.
"Why? It's yesterday's news." Madison said tiredly.
She then started looking at what was being served for breakfast as she put up a front that nothing happened to her.
"Hey, you got any Greek yogurt?" Madison asked.
Zoe then walked over to Madison, pulling Davis along with her.
"We have to tell somebody what happened. The one I met, Kyle, Madison, he tried to stop it, and he was on that bus." Zoe whispered to her.
"What are you talking about?" A southern accent rang out.
Stunned, the witches all turned to see an older woman with blonde hair and brown eyes wearing a black dress walk into the room.
Feeling the power radiating off of the woman in front of him, Davis automatically knew who she was.
Fiona Goode, the mother of Cordelia, and the reigning Supreme.
"College boys taken in the prime of their lives. Such a tragedy. Almost makes you want to cry, doesn't it?" Fiona drawled as she waved her hand with a cigarette in it.
Everyone stared at her while Spalding continued to set out the food and clean up the dirty plates.
"But then again, the world's not gonna miss some assholes in Ed Hardy t-shirts." Fiona mused.
"Who are you?" Madison asked.
"You know, I gotta hand it to you. The bus flip, not an easy thing to pull off. But you were a sloppy little witch bitch." Fiona scolded Madison.
"Go to hell, you stupid hag." Madison insulted and walked off.
Raising her hand, Fiona flicked her fingers and made Madison skid on the floor and slam into the wall.
Davis pulled Zoe behind him, wanting to keep her away from the dangerous witch.
"Say that." Queenie smirked.
Fiona then looked over at Davis and smiled at him and it made him feel worry.
"You must be the Blackwell Prince. A gorgeous little thing you are." Fiona purred.
Davis tried not to flinch back or move when the Supreme placed a hand on his cheek and looked him over, admiring his handsome face.
Humming with interest, Fiona then put her cigarette out on a plate.
"Now, I've read all your files and you're never gonna become great men and women of our clan sitting around here at Hogwarts under the confused instruction of my daughter. We're going on a field trip. Jesus, go change your clothes. Wear something black." Fiona said as she walked out of the room.
Standing up, Madison brushed herself off and everyone shared a look.
With nothing else to do, the witches all took off to change into black clothing, three of the girls wearing dresses while Queenie wore black pants and a shirt like Davis.
The girls all wore black hats and Davis wore sunglasses like Madison and Fiona.
The Supreme lead the group who walked in a straight line behind her and she held a black umbrella to block out the sun.
Walking down the street, they passed by the butchers who were carrying a sliced open pig into their shop.
"Where are we going? It's too hot and my fricking vagina is sweating." Madison complained.
"To pop's fountain. A kind of holy place for our order. Back in the 1970's Mary O'Nita Toots lead an alternative coven down here. She and her sister witches would gather there, proudly and publicly very much in the spirit of the times. But it was damaged during Katrina and the authorities used this as an excuse to declare this sacred space a safety hazard. It's been closed off ever since." Fiona explained.
"I don't understand. What are we supposed to do if we can't get in?" Zoe questioned.
"Tear the wall down. When witches don't fight, we burn." Fiona said.
"This is seriously the worst field trip ever." Madison complained.
"Quit bitching. We're in New Orleans for Goddess' sake." Davis huffed.
"Each one of you has a unique gift. But that's not nearly enough to be a real witch." Fiona told them.
"And you're a real witch?" Madison mocked.
"She's the Supreme." Nan spoke up.
"That makes her our leader." Davis added.
Fiona smirked at that and gave a short laugh.
"You know, those two, they're smarter than all of you put together." Fiona commented.
Nan then stopped walking and started off at the large building across the street.
Feeling drawn to it, Nan walked into the building and joined the tour group inside.
"Guys, we lost Nan." Davis reported.
"Now, where'd she go?" Fiona asked as the group stopped walking.
"In the Lalaurie museum." Davis pointed.
"Great, a trip to the museum. Even better." Madison complained.
Ignoring the girl's complaining, Fiona lead them inside and they walked in on the tour group being told the story of Delphine Lalaurie.
"Do you want me to get her?" Zoe asked Fiona.
"No. She responded.
The tour guide took notice of the group and addressed them.
"Uh, excuse me? Uh, you can't just barge in on the tour without purchasing a ticket." The woman informed.
Turning to face the woman, Fiona got inside her head and used her mind control ability on her.
"You're giving us a tour for free." Fiona ordered as Davis and the girls joined Nan.
"Free, of course." The guide nodded.
She then started telling the story of Delphine once again and Davis felt sickened by what this woman had done to her black slaves.
Walking down the halls of the house, Davis felt like he could hear the screams of terror from the innocent victims that suffered the torture or had body parts taken out to create Delphine's youth tonics.
He just hoped she was being tortured in hell for what she had done.
When the tour group was taken into the room where the slaves were tortured, the guide told the story of how Delphine mutilated Marie Laveau, the voodoo queen of New Orleans, lover and she exacted her revenge.
No one ever found Delphine's body.
The tour was over, and Fiona took the witches back to the school, but Zoe wanted to check on the two survivors of the bus crash.
She wanted to see if Kyle had survived.
If the boy didn't survive, then Davis was sure that he could find a spell in his grimoire to bring Kyle back to life.
He wasn't going to allow anyone innocent to suffer while he was around and taking charge.
Sitting down on his bed, Davis opened up his grimoire and started searching for the spell he would need and then would go out shopping for the ingredients he would need.
The end.