Wicked
Summary: Everyone thinks Faye is the bad one. But she's not. Faye's just self-serving. In reality, though, the real problem is someone much closer to home. This is just based around what I think is going to happen in future episodes. I'm not going to say who it is until the end. One-shot.
Wicked
He's looking through the papers on the desk, and the sound of footsteps makes him look up. He doesn't turn around to face the person who just entered. He knows who it is, so he doesn't need to turn around.
"Is it done?" he asks.
"Yes, it's done. And they don't suspect a thing." the other voice responds. This one's different. Light, more feminine then his own.
He smiles. That's exactly the answer he's been hoping for. "That's some very fast work." His tone is impressed.
"I learned from the best." she responds.
His smile widens. "I'm proud of you." he says after a pause. "You're a chip off the old block."
"Thank you." her voice is triumphant. "Although I'm not doing this just for you."
"I know, darling." he says. "You're doing this for revenge. Think of how sweet it will be when you break them apart."
"That will be rewarding, for sure." she responds. Jealousy did crazy things to people, and she was no exception.
He turns around. "Thank you, Diana."
She smiles. "No problem Daddy."
Yes, this revenge was going to be sweet. Jealousy usually did mild damage to normal people. But when jealousy affected a witch, even the nicest, most pure of heart witch, it turned them vindictive…It turned them…wicked. Diana herself was living proof of that. But she didn't care. All she cared about was making them pay.
AN: OK, so how was my first TSC fanfic? Good? Bad? Please leave a review.
