I Ran Out Of Ideas For Titles Having To Do With Witches (Part 2)

Elizabeth was relatively unscathed compared to her friends as dark magic potions tend to be divided in two: barely dark and the darkest of the dark. The boil concoction was the prior. As a result, all she got was a relatively weak seed of darkness that was quickly exorcised by her bright and kind personality that openly expressed her anger, fear, and guilt. The only thing that could have stopped that was her previous repression, but that problem was already solved by the purification ritual the group previously performed.

Elizabeth had spent the past few weeks obsessing over the results of her potion. She grew horrified when she realized that the boils were communicable. This realization came about as she noticed that Chris' "itch" was spreading.

First it was Madison, one of the cheerleaders, then it was Johnathan, one of Chris' teammates on the football team. It spread from there to the entire football and cheerleading teams. Candace on the debate team was also caught itch, happened late enough that Elizabeth was unsure who it came from.

Seems like the disease was getting around a frankly expansive web and that boils weren't always a dealbreaker in teenage sex. Both were horrifying to Elizabeth: the first as her own actions caused an epidemic and the second because she slept with one of them.

This came to a head the night of the big game. Elizabeth came to the game because she wanted to support her friend despite their recent estrangement. However, she couldn't stop watching the cheerleaders and football team in the crowd. They were all wiggling in their seats, rubbing the boils, basically trying everything they could to relieve their pain.

This came to a head at the same moment of Cassandra's assault, perhaps as a part of some larger grand plan. She completely missed that event though as she saw one of the football players suddenly start furiously scratching his privates. This continued until a pool of red started spreading from his groin and immediately his face turned bone white. Elizabeth's face soon followed when she realized what happened.

She rushed from the stands at the same time that Cassandra was rushing off the field. After she got out on the street, she took out a piece of paper containing Victor's contact information that she kept just in case he was right about them needing help.

Victor told her to meet him in his hotel lobby and then gave her the location.

While it may seem coincidental or convenient that all their situations came to a head at the same moment, Victor knew better than that. He knew that fate was a storyteller and that having all three girls realizing the depth of their mistakes at the same time would lead to a neater story and a highly entertaining event.

Which was the three scrambling to find answers on how to reverse their actions and situations. It would then lead to the climax of the three girls falling into despair when they could not find the answers in the witchcraft book. It was not that the book did not contain the answers, but that the girls were so uninformed that they did not even know what questions to ask.

Luckily for them though was that someone not bound by fate was there to help them.

The three just so happened to meet in front of the lobby. This actually was coincidence as fate was no longer the author of this script the second Victor came on stage.

"What are you two doing here?" Sapphire asked her friends clearly confused.

"You didn't see what happened at the game?!?!" Cassandra shouted clearly baffled by her friends' ignorance as she was sure that everyone in the area knew what happened at the game by now.

"What happened?!?! Are you alright?!?!" Both of her sisters asked in unison, horrified at their ignorance of their friend was in. both realizing how wrapped up in their own endeavors.

"Nothing much, just pretty much threw my entire future away." Cassandra stated monotonically before tearing up.

"Cassie, tell me what's wrong." Sapphire demanded before hugging her friend with Elizabeth following right after. While both had situations of their own, they were both luckily contained and relatively free of personal consequences.

"I almost beat a girl to death of the field tonight." Cassandra got out before starting to bawl.

"There. There. Everything going to be alright." Sapphire told her friend in an attempt to comfort her.

"No, it's not. Even if I'm lucky enough to not be thrown in juvie or God forbid prison, I am never getting into a good college!" Cassandra cried out, feeling defeated.

"We'll get through this together just like we always do. And don't feel too bad I beat up my dad tonight." Sapphire comforting her friend.

"Troy is in the hospital with his penis gushing blood right now because of me." Elizabeth admitted.

"See Cassie, we all made mistakes and hopefully his agent wasn't talking out of his a**." Sapphire told her pseudo-sister, before leading the group towards the FBI agent they recognized. The badge hanging off a ball chain necklace helped though.

"Girls, it's nice to see that you all have finally decided to come and receive some help." Victor told the assembled group. He decided to act like he was not keeping an eye on them as it provided no advantage and a whole host of disadvantages.

"We should probably talk somewhere more private." Sapphire said before looking around the hotel lobby.

"That's a hard no to three prepubescent girls coming up to my hotel room. In addition…" Victor started before being cut off.

"We're sixteen" the group of girls interjected.

"Firstly, please do not interrupt me again, it is a sign of disrespect. Secondly, I'm twenty-six, sixteen might as well be twelve to me." Victor told the group.

He then continued his previous thoughts "Getting back on topic, I've also put up a magic field to hide us from interruption or eavesdropping. Here will be just for our discussion." He achieved this with soul weaving by cutting the metaphysical threads of karma and perception connecting the group to the surrounding people thus hiding the group from their perception.

"You're like us?!?!" The group was shocked by his revelation as they thought he was just a paranormal detective that doesn't tend to have powers. Blame TV for that misconception.

"In the way that a gecko and King Kong are the same. Technically correct, but fundamentally incorrect. While we're both animals, we are of a different breed and power." Victor said without any sign of arrogance, exaggeration, or deception.

"You're not an FBI agent, are you?" Cassandra asked based on a feeling she was getting from this man with corpse pale skin and the pupilless eyes she caught a glimpse of behind his glasses.

"No, I am not, but I do want to help you girls." Victor admitted.

"Why do you want to help us?" Sapphire asked suddenly suspicious of this mysterious man. Which if we're being honest should have been her viewpoint from minute one.

"Well to cut a long story short, I was like you guys once upon a time, more talent than sense. I got in way over my head, made some mistakes along the way. My brother was there to step in and help me. He cleaned up my mess and never asked for anything in return. I figured this will be my way of repaying him for that as he was always for helping strangers." Victor explained.

"So where do we go from here?" Sapphire asked.